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We’re quaking, panting, a tangle of limbs until we’re utterly drained.
Emphasis on drained. I’m overflowing with him by the end, and there’s something weirdly enjoyable about knowing I’ll be leaking him all evening.
Insane?
Yes, and it’s our insanity.
I’ll never get tired of him thieving such delight from my bones.
As my body shudders once more, the last of my pleasure fading, I collapse on him, exhausted and blissfully happy.
My cheek nuzzles his chest.
“That was so good I need a nap. Right here.”
He kisses the top of my head.
“Get your beauty sleep. I’ll wake you up in half an hour,” he whispers.
I give him a suspicious look. “What for? Another surprise?”
“You’ll see,” he says so flatly it’s basically an admission.
I laugh. “Weston, when you said that before, it meant a helicopter ride and two long jet flights around the world.”
His chest rumbles with low laughter. He caresses my side.
“No chopper this time, but there might be a boat involved.”
“A boat? Why?”
“Rest and you’ll see.” He tugs me forward, holding me to his chest. “Take your nap. The sooner you sleep, the faster you’ll see.”
“Dick.” I slap his shoulder. “Like I can nap now. Where are we going in another boat?”
He flips me over so I’m the one on the ground, with him on top.
“Shelly McKnight, you will not ruin this surprise. If I have to fuck you the whole time till it’s ready, just so you’re distracted, I will.”
Slayed.
He just ended me right here, but I manage to kiss him and push at his huge shoulders.
“Let’s get up and go back to the bungalow. We should get ready if it’s a huge deal.”
“You have time for your beauty sleep,” he warns.
“Nope. I’m wide awake now so I’ll trade naptime for a shower.” Then, because that sounds like heaven, I add, “Get off me and I might share said shower.”
Smiling, he jumps off of me, proving once again just how healed his leg is. We grab our belongings and jog up to our bungalow naked.
We do share the shower. I guess I’m glad because he torments me with another rush of delirious sexy time up against the tiled wall. And he’s as good as his word about occupying my attention until it’s time.
We’re barely dressed when the electric golf cart shows up to take us to the main resort lodge.
I’m afraid my face might stick because I can’t stop grinning.
It’s not just whatever ridiculous, totally over-the-top thing he has planned, either.
