“Oh, fishing for compliments?”
“No, just know that I like holding you and if you can walk, I failed. You shouldn’t be able to walk.”
“Truth be told, Christian, my legs are shaking. And my heart is going at a wild rhythm in my chest.”
I glanced down at her, smiling as well.
“You’re not alone.”
I walked us back into the cabin, locking my back door behind me then laid her on the floor before the fire. I slipped my clothing back off, wrapped a blanket around us, and then wrapped my arm around her.
She sighed, content, and honestly, I knew and agreed with the feeling.
“I don’t usually cuddle after sex, never wanted to. But all I want is to lay here, with you in my arms, and those dreamy sighs escaping.”
“I can’t say I mind,” she whispered.
She snuggled up even more and I trailed my fingertips over her skin, loving the softness of it, even with all her curves.
“Tell me something you fantasize about,” I told her, kissing the top of her head.
“You mean besides being manhandled? You want to give me something else?”
“Hell, Janelle, I want to make every wish come true, no matter how simple or nasty and dirty.” I paused, thinking for a moment and she glanced back at me, a brow raised. “The nasty and dirty ones are far more fun though.”
She laughed and turned her attention back to the fire.
“Oddly enough, having sex in a body of water was something I always wanted. Thought it would happen when I was thinner though.”
“Stop, you’re perfectly fine for me and that is all that matters, now hush.”
“So bossy, dang.”
I rolled my eyes and then tickled her, making her squeal with surprise and then laugh with pleasure, and all of it was so endearing to me. Something new that I didn’t want to let go of.
“What else can that mind conjure up?” I asked, rather curious.
“Put me on the spot, why don’t you? It’s kind of hard, you know, to think about anything when I just had some of the hottest sex.”
“I thank you for that,” I told her, kissing her shoulder, and I meant that. But I also really wanted to make her dreams come true, no matter what they were.
“I want a day of nothing but foreplay so that by the time night rolls, there’s actual sex for hours because it’s just release after release.”
“God, try to kill me, why don’t you?”
“You asked. For being an old guy, you have stamina.”
“Old?!” I rolled her over then climbed over her, making her laugh as I caged her in, my eyes narrowed in mock anger. “Old, you say?”
“Well, you are older than me. I’m not sure how much longer you can keep up without some help.”
“Woman, you are asking for it.”
Before she could take her next breath, my mouth was on hers while I grabbed her arms and pinned them above her head. She whimpered into the kiss, and it was my undoing. Any moan, gasp, sound that escaped her mouth was pure bliss for me and it would make me hard over and over again.
Honestly, not that I needed much help with her. Frankly, she made me hard most of the time anyway.
I finally broke the kiss, staring into her eyes as I felt how ready she was for me.
