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He nods, but doesn’t agree aloud and I wonder what happened in his life that made him feel the way he does. “By the way if anyone ever asks you, you should know that I will flat out deny ever admitting that I was wrong.”
I chuckle as he walks away like the last five minutes never happened.
Glancing back toward the dance floor I see Amara looking back over her shoulder at me, a gleam in her eyes.
Still wearing her wedding dress I’ve spent hours picturing what I’d find when lifting it up. I was ready to go exploring, ready to whisk her away for the next three days so the two of us could have some alone time. I love Jacob, love him more than I can ever explain, but some uninterrupted time with Amara is something I’ve been dreaming about for months.
Grandma and the twins will keep Jacob busy.
Placing my beer on the bar and pushing off I start walking in her direction, just as I reach her she turns, and I take her into my arms.
“Today has been perfect,” she sighs, looking around and then back to me.
I cup the side of her face and pull her to me, pressing my lips to hers. No longer caring that we aren’t alone, I take over the kiss and she grips the collar of shirt. A few people hoot out around us, but I don’t let it faze me. We’ve been here for hours; Jacob has already gone home with his granny, and I’ve relayed the point that I’m ready to check out of here and have Mar all to myself.
“I can’t feel my legs,” she mumbles against my lips, making me laugh.
“They are still there, baby.”
“Are you sure?”
“I’m sure,” I assure her. “And soon they’ll be wrapped around my waist.”
“Oh yuck,” someone groans at our side, and I chuckle, but keep my eyes on my wife.
“Such a charmer,” Mar whispers, as her body sags into mine.
“Baby, I’ve been charming all day,” I kiss her again, “now I’m ready to be dirty.”
“I love the sound of that,” she bites my lower lip and tugs a bit and I then realize things are heating up fast.
“Time to say goodbye?”
Amara nods and I hook her waist and spin her around, using her sweet body to hide my reaction to our heated kisses. I’m hard, so hard it hurts, and I know she feels it, because she does a little wiggle, taunting me.
She can play the game, but all bets are off when we reach our room, I just hope our neighbors have earplugs.
After saying goodbye to our guests, I lead her toward the elevators and push the button. When it doesn’t arrive fast enough I start tapping the panel and she laughs. Looking over at her she covers her mouth and I narrow my eyes. “You’re evil.”
“You married me.” She counters just as the door slides open. Gripping her hand I tug her inside and am thankful we are alone as I pin her body to the wall using my own.
“Ever been touched in an elevator?” I ask this as I drag the palm of my hand over her thigh, pulling her dress up along the way. Her breath hitches, when I trace over the seam of her panties. “Don’t answer that,” pulling them aside I feel how wet she is and waste no time, pushing my finger inside of her. Instantly she shifts her hips forward and I feel like I may burst through the zipper of my pants.
“Seems I’m not the only one that needed a little adult time.”
“For hours,” she confesses, still riding my finger.
We arrive on our floor and the elevator dings, as I step back, she whimpers. Her cheeks are reddened and her lips puffy, eyes full of lust. “After you,” I hold out my hand and grin when she seems a little wiggly on her feet.
My wife is fucking incredible.
She pauses outside our door and looks back over her shoulder at me, and I lean in kissing the corner of her mouth. “You should know that I don’t plan on letting you out of this room for at least the next twenty-four hours, possibly longer.”
“That is why they have room service,” and right then I fall a little more in love with this woman. Every day, every minutes, every fucking smile and she melts me even more.
Right under my nose for years and I let so much time pass by. I’ll never make that mistake again.
I don’t even take the time to shed our clothes as we step inside, she turns around to face me. Lifting her instantly, her legs curl around my waist, and I’m buried inside her heat. Her back is pressed to the wall, legs wrapped tightly around me, not letting me go, I feel her spasm around me as she screams my name, a warm flood engulfs me, as I release my seed deep into her before we both sag to the floor exerted and spent. Sweat beading on my forehead, both panting as we try to come down from our high.
