Wrapping my hand around her ponytail, I bring her back to me. “You’re mine, Gabrielle. I’ll show you.” I’ll prove to her over and over again if I have to.
She runs up the stairs then. I smile when I hear drawers open and shut as she bangs around her bedroom.
“Ready,” she shouts from upstairs a few minutes later.
“I can’t wait to see what you picked out for me.”
When I reach the doorway to her bedroom, I stop to take her in. She’s on her knees in the middle of the bed in a brightpink lingerie set with a tiny lace bra covering her full tits and a small triangle scrap of lace covering her pussy. Another garter belt is around her waist and connected to thigh-high stockings.
“Do you like it?”
“Fuck, yeah. I like it. You look like all my fantasies come to life.” Setting water on the dresser, I stare at her across the room. She tries to close her legs and sit back on her calves, but I stop her. “Don’t move. Stay just like that.”
Taking out my phone, I snap a picture of her.
“Chase, what are you doing?”
“Saving this memory for later. I’ll need it when I’m on the road.”
“What if someone sees it?”
“It’s safe with me.” Walking to the edge of the bed, I reach for her ponytail, wrapping it around my wrist and tugging so she’s looking up at me. “No one gets to see you like this. Only me.”
“Only you,” she pants. I slam my mouth down onto hers, taking what I want from her mouth. She moans into me and pushes up taller to get closer.
“Turn around.” She spins on the bed and looks back at me over her shoulder. Her perfect ass is on full display in the thong she chose.
“Look at you.” I lean down and bite her cheek. She squirms begging for more. Not yet. I have things to show her first.
“Come here.” Holding my hand out, I help her off the bed and guide her to the full-length standing mirror she has propped up in the corner.
“What are we doing?”
“You don’t seem convinced we belong together.”
“That’s not—” I place a finger over her mouth, shutting her up.
“I’m going to show you just how much we do so you never doubt it again. Look at us.” She stares back at me in the reflection of the mirror. “What do you see?”
“You, standing behind me.”
“What else do you see?”
“Me almost naked and you still fully clothed.”
Chuckling, I remove my shirt and shorts, leaving my briefs in place. “Better?”
“Yes, I like seeing you.” Her eyes rove over my chest and shoulders.
“What do you see?”
“Your muscles and your tattoos. I like those.”
I wrap my arms around her waist. “They look good wrapped around you. How do they feel?”
She rubs my forearm, pulling it closer. “Good. Strong. Steady.”
“That’s right. What else?”
