We laughed for a few more minutes, tossed around plans for New Orleans, and traded jabs before we hung up.
“What are you smiling at?”Rose asked as she came out of the bathroom, steam following her, hair wet, face bare, revealing her adorable freckles.It was moments like this when I realized how damn lucky I was.Not a lick of makeup, and she was fucking stunning.
“Just Chris being an idiot.New Orleans is booked.”
“Cynthia just texted me.Orlando is booked.”
I wrapped my hand around her waist and pulled her to me.“It’s not fair you get to go to Universal during the day then party at night.Why are your friends cooler than mine?”
Rose draped her arms over my shoulders, her wet brown hair with undertones of dirty blonde falling forward and dripping on my shorts.“Because my friends aren’t trying to relive their frat boy days with binge drinking and beads.”
“Hey, beads are timeless.”
She laughed, the sound soft and joyous, and brushed my hair off my forehead.I tightened my grip on her hips, drawing her closer.She placed her knees on either side of me, her towel pushing past her thighs.A simple tuck of the cotton was the only thing keeping her naked body from me.
Her fingers slipped to her towel, and she undid the knot, letting the towel pool at her hips.My eyes immediately dropped to her perfectly pink nipples.Eleven years together, and I never tired of seeing them.
“Do I get my beads?”she asked.
“You get whatever the hell you want.”I dipped my head, taking her nipple between my lips.A moan rumbled up her throat; her body arched into me.
Her hands pressed into my cheeks, and she drew me away from my feast and kissed me before pulling back.“We have to get going soon.”We were having dinner at the vineyard with Rose’s entire family, including her parents, who had made a pit stop in their travels and would be leaving for Spain in a couple of weeks.
I turned my head, kissing her palm.“We both know I only need three minutes, tops.”
I stood with Rose in my arms.A mix of a laugh and a scream burst from her mouth as I lay her on the bed and came down on top of her.
She bit her lip, her eyes heavy with lust, and I knew I didn’t need to make this happen in three minutes.We were locked in.
“Liar,” she whispered, fingers sliding through my hair and sending a chill down my spine.“We both know you only need two.”
My jaw dropped.A gasp echoed through the room, and Rose fell into an adorable fit of giggles.My fingers attacked her sides, and she wiggled against me, my cock instantly turning to solid rock.
“Now I have to prove you wrong.”
“That’s what I’m hoping.”
I kissed her slow, savoring the way she melted beneath me.Her legs wrapped around my waist, her foot urging me closer, until my hard length pressed against her.She fumbled with my zipper, ripping it down and shoving my pants over my hips.Gracefully, I kicked them off, bringing myself right back to where we were.
Everything else faded: the talk about New Orleans, the beads, Chris asking me when I would make an honest woman out of Rose.All that was left was us.Just like it had been since the first time we spoke—us against the world.
I focused on the softness of her skin beneath my fingertips, the way her hair smelled like her favorite coconut shampoo, the way my name effortlessly fell from her lips, sounding like a desperate plea but also pure contentment.
My mouth trailed down her throat, the steady beat of her pulse beating against my lips.
“Wy?”
“Hmm?”I murmured against her collarbone.
“We really do have to leave soon.”
“Shh.Two minutes and fifty-seven seconds to go.”
Her chest rose in an amused, quiet shake, her head falling back on the pillow, and her entire body relaxed beneath me.And for those remaining minutes, I rocked her world.
Thirty minutes later, give or take, we were at the vineyard, heading into the tasting room.It was closed today, so it was only the Grassos scattered throughout.
With Rose having two sisters and four brothers, it was never a quiet event, and I loved it.Growing up, it was just me.My grandparents had been long gone by the time I came along, and neither of my parents had siblings.Then, when my parents divorced, it was just me and Mom.Dad bailed on us completely.
