She giggled as she nodded. “Maybe I have a thing for roleplay. It’s kind of hot to be something else, don’t you think?”
“Does dressing up count in that?”
“Sure.”
“Then, yes. Because I’d love to see you as a hot little nurse. Or a bad ass lawyer. You know, short skirt, tight vest. Damn it, he’s hard again!”
She threw her head back and laughed and the temptation to kiss over her neck was far too great to ignore. I littered her neck with nips and sucks, making her moan. She grabbed my shoulders, pulling me tighter against her and ground against me, making me fully aware of just what she needed from me.
“Did something trigger my wife? Is she needing me to fuck her?”
“Oh, god, yes please.”
“You want my cock buried in you, pumping in and out of you? That’s how you want to spend our wedding night?”
She finally opened her eyes to look at me; her lips parted in bliss.
“Yes. Here. Now. Under the moon. With that and the stars looking down on us. Take me to the place only you can.”
I kissed her deeply as my hands worked on her dress, making my way over to the chair. I sat down, settling her on my lap, and under the night sky, with our witnesses being the very bright moon and the glittering of stars, I loved my wife over and over, making her come time and time again.
And praying that it never ended.
Chapter 10
“I think we should go to the bar to celebrate,” I told him, finally lifting my head off his chest. How I had the energy to even stay upright after all of that intense love making, I wasn’t sure. But I had a second wind, and I needed to release it.
Or maybe it was just to show him off as mine.
“You want to go to the bar?” he asked, lifting his brow.
“Why not? We just got married; I don’t see a problem in wanting to have a drink and dance.”
“Not a problem. Just…you know you wore me out?”
“Oh, is my husband so old that just a few rounds tires him out? Poor baby. Maybe we should look into something for you.”
His growl caught me off guard, but it wasn’t unwanted. In fact, it had me smiling. Then he had me squealing as his hands found my side and started tickling me.
“Old, woman, old? I’ll show you old. Just remember that it will always be me taking care of you now. And have no fear, I’ll keep up with you just fine.”
I had no doubt that he would too. Because for being forty-five, this mean was in the prime of his life. Forget young and fun being twenties, this right here was the best time ever. Okay, so yes, maybe a few things snapped, popped, and cracked, but it sure didn’t slow either one of us down.
“Get dressed, I’m taking you out,” he told me, slapping my naked ass. I gave him a mock glare as I slid off his lap, gathered my clothes, and walked back into the cabin, laughing to myself at the groan that followed. “She’s going to be the death of me.”
“I heard that,” I called back, feeling like such a giddy schoolgirl with this man.
An hour later, we pulled up to the bar, and he helped me out of the truck. With his hand on my lower back, he escorted me into the bar. I scanned the room, seeing more than a fair share of rugged mountain men, but also quite a bit of ladies.
And given that Christian was one of the best-looking men around, I can see why the ladies would gravitate towards him. Hell, I probably would have too.
It was also evident they wanted him by the way they all kept sizing him up. I didn’t get to play the bitchy role very often because I had nothing to lay claim too, so tonight, it would be fun because for everyone one of these ladies that wanted to saddle up next to him and try to take him, I get to be downright nasty and say no way and move along.
“Stop smirking,” he told me and I glanced at him.
“Why?”
“Because when you do that, I know the exact reason you wanted to come here.”
