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I go into the bathroom and turn on the shower. As the water heats up, I pull my clothes off. The smell of Caesar hits me. I fell asleep crushing myself up against him, and it must have rubbed off onto my shirt.
I shower quickly and get dressed. I pick up my perfume bottle, which always sends a calm feeling rushing over me. I’m going to spend all day tingling with anticipation about what is going to happen tonight, and I'll need the extra comfort of a scent I love.
I go downstairs and pour myself a cup of coffee. My parents and Caesar are still out in the backyard. They’ve settled in the Adirondack chairs around the firepit.
“Good morning.” Caesar rises up out of his chair as I approach.
My mom nods hello. “Did you have a good night’s sleep, honey?”
“Yeah, mostly. I couldn’t stop dreaming.” I set my coffee down on the end table and wrap my arms around my husband’s neck.
“Good or bad? You didn’t have a nightmare, did you?” Definitely not a nightmare.
“No, Mom, it was fine.” I turn to Caesar. “Good morning, dear husband.”
I plant a kiss on his lips. When we connect, I pull my lips and his apart, ever so slightly. I’m not going to French kiss him in front of my parents at the firepit first thing in the morning. But I’m definitely thinking about it and want him to know.
I pull away and look into his eyes. I know he gets the message.
21
CAESAR
Vivi dashes off to the kitchen to put a plate away, and her parents give me a smile. I’m glad Adela and Delano seem to be warming up to me. But right now, I just want to get upstairs. I’m sure my wife knew exactly what she was doing when she kissed me this morning.
She was subtle but relentless the whole rest of the day, letting me know how much she wanted me. And driving me mad while I tried to conceal a raging hard-on around her entire family.
Walking down the street, she slid her arm around my waist and dropped her hand down to my butt. I came up behind her looking at a painting in a gallery, and she tilted her ass back and felt everything. I damn near exploded.
“Goodnight, Delano and Adela,” I tell her parents, who have insisted I call them by their names.
“Goodnight, Caesar. Goodnight, Vivi, my love.” Her parents hug and kiss her, and I just want my bride upstairs now.
I walk up the stairs short of breath, knowing my wife is just behind me. She shuts the door behind us and locks it.
I take her in my arms. Her dark eyes lock on mine, and I feel electricity shoot through me.
“You’re not going to make me wait another night, are you?” she asks, playfully touching my nose. “I didn’t drink anything at all.”
“Only as long as you’re sure.”
“I’m sure…”
I kiss her. The hunger that’s been growing in me all day – for weeks – ignites. I’m on fire, and she’s the only thing that can put it out. I run my hands up and down her body.
It has to be slow,I tell myself. My cock is straining, pushing out against my pants. It would be so easy to rip her clothes off and just take her. The need to be inside her, to make her completely mine, is unbearable. But I also want to make sure it’s done right. Perfect.
She pushes me off her. Oh, God, did she change her mind?
Slowly she undoes the buttons on the front of her dress to her waist. I watch her, holding my breath. She pulls her arms out of the sleeves, and the dress drops to the floor. She kicks it away.
“Oh my.” I don’t so much say the words as exhale them.
I run my eyes up and down her body. The white lace bra and panty look amazing against her dark skin. I reach out and with one finger trace the curve of her waist from the bottom edge of her bra to the tiny bit of lace on her hip.
I hook my finger through the delicate ribbon of fabric and pull her to me. She draws in her breath sharply as our bodies collide. I don’t want to let go of her. I grab her butt tightly and grind her up against me.
“Caesar.”
