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The hot water finally started to run out. Kara killed the shower right away and began toweling off.
Yes, their time together had been fun. More than fun.
Lots more.
Warmed to the core, Kara stepped back into the honeymoon suite wearing nothing but a towel. Jeremy was sitting on the bed, apparently going over some of the materials they’d surreptitiously “checked out” from their stint at the library.
“Oh, sorry.”
He spun around like a gentleman, setting his back to her as she made her way over to the stove. Kara dropped the towel and slipped on her panties, which were warm and dry. The felt absolutely magnificent against her ass. She grabbed her undershirt and slipped that on too.
“You can turn around now,” she said with a smile. Jeremy’s face was already red. He was actually blushing! He was also doing his level best to pretend not to notice she still had no pants on.
He’s so cute.
“I— I’ll take the couch,” he stammered. “Obviously.”
Kara sauntered over to her ex-lover. She stood before him, her toned legs slightly apart, hands on her hips.
“Really?”
Jeremy looked up. Their eyes met, and something passed between them. It was voiceless. A closeness and familiarity that needed no exchange of words.
Kara straddled his legs on the bed. Settled the full weight of her body into his lap.
Jeremy swallowed hard. “You sure about this?”
Not totally, her mind registered. But sure, why not?
It was something she’d decided in the shower. While she was happy. Hell, Kara was still happy. Happy and safe and warmed to the core, sitting on Jeremy’s lap in their cozy little room.
“Well this is the honeymoon suite,” she told him. Her hair was still damp. It brushed his face wetly as she bent down to kiss his neck. “I’m thinking we should probably take advantage of that…”
Her lips planted a series of sweet little kisses against his warm skin. Three kisses. Four kisses. Five…
She could feel him stiffen beneath her touch, and then ultimately, relax. It was always that way. He usually took a minute to warm up, to get out of what she jokingly called ‘Jeremy mode’.
This time it didn’t take long at all. He pulled her downward, against him, and Kara could feel the growing bulge between his legs. It pressed upward, against her ass as his hands went to her waist. They slid down, past the curve of her hips…
“Honeymoon, eh?” he asked slyly. “So you’ll be my wife ton
ight. Is that it?”
Kara giggled. “Sure. If you’ll be my husband.”
She kissed his cheek, his chin, his lips… all the places she used to love so much about him. And Jeremy kissed her back. He flopped onto the bed, pulling Kara on top of him. Her hands went to his face, holding his stubbled cheeks. She gasped, swooning as his tongue slid into her mouth.
They were undressed in seconds. Fully naked, skin to skin, everything changed. They writhed over the surface of the bed, rolling left and right as their hands and mouths explored each other’s bodies for the first time in ages.
In the back of her mind, Kara listened for the little voice — the one that always told her she shouldn’t be doing this. Apparently it had taken the night off.
Good.
Eventually she allowed her tongue to trace downward, over the wide swell of his chest. Tasting him. Remembering him. She inhaled his familiar scent, kissed her way even further down while recalling every firm ridge of his ripped stomach.
“You’re still a virgin, right?” Jeremy joked.
“Oh yeah. Of course.” Kara’s voice took on a sing-songy innocence. “I’ve been saving myself for you. After all, this is our wedding night.”
