Page 65 of Miami Confessions


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I glanced at Dylan with a scowl, but he just signaled at me to keep quiet.

“Yes, sir,” Dylan said with a smile, “thank you.”

I hopped up onto the table and within moments, I was drifting off to sleep with every inch of my body being expertly massaged. The sound of the ocean crashing onto the shore was the perfect background noise to an incredible morning.

A while later,Dylan and I were relaxing on our lounge chairs, sipping piña coladas, and enjoying companionable silence.

“So, why did that guy call us Mr. And Mrs. Woods?” I asked, unable to resist the question anymore.

“Isn’t that who we are?”

I glanced at my left hand with a dramatic flair, and then turned it to face him, revealing that there was not, in fact, a ring on my finger.

“I don’t think so.”

“Oh, well, the resort has certain amenities that are only reserved for honeymooning couples.”

“So, you told them we’re on our honeymoon?”

“I did.”

“Even though ‘money talks’?” I asked, referring to his earlier comment.

“Well, money talks, that’s true, but I thought it would be more fun this way.”

“Are there other surprises in store for me later, then?”

“Well, I can’t just tell you that, can I?”

“You could.”

“But I’m not going to. I’ll get a lot more enjoyment out of it this way.”

“You’re insufferable.”

“That’s why you love me.”

I rolled my eyes at him and blushed as I picked my book back up.

Every now and then,Dylan glanced over at me with a wry smile on his face. I tried to ignore him, but each time he looked at me, he got harder to resist.

“Can I help you with something?” I asked with a smile when I couldn’t take it anymore.

“Funny you should ask…”

“What is that supposed to mean?”

“There is a little something you can help me with.”

“And what would that be?”

Dylan stood from his chair, and I instantly saw the not-so-little something that he was referring to. He closed the curtain to the cabana and dropped his shorts to the ground. His erection sprung forward and I had to bite my bottom lip to keep from smiling.

“So? Do you think you can help me out?”

I shook my head at him in disbelief, but he was so sexy standing in front of me with so much confidence. His eyes sparkled as he waited for my response. I shifted in my lounge chair, making room for him, and set my book on the table next to me.

Dylan launched himself onto my chair and wiggled himself behind me. He wrapped his legs around mine, and pulled me into his chest.

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