Take Me To Bed: Bedtime Quickies Collection

I pull her closer and drift off to sleep.

Later that day, after our massages, we walk around the property. I even surprised Dee Dee with a carriage ride through the park of the hotel. I’ve got to say it was beautiful. We had a nice lunch with some wine and just enjoyed our time together. When we got back to the room, we took a short nap then a long-ass shower. I gave back to my woman for the earlier blow job, and if the nail marks on my shoulders are anything to go by, she appreciated my efforts.

Dinner was out of this world. The restaurant had to be close to or even a five star. From the first moment we entered until we were done with dessert, it totally blew our minds. Never knew food could taste so good. Dee Dee had some kind of pasta dish while I had a steak. We tried each other’s, and holy shit, I would drive back again just to go to the restaurant; it was that good. The appetizers, soup, and salad were outstanding. And holy shit the desserts—as Dee Dee stated—they were orgasmic.

We sat in the lounge for a bit after dinner then hit the small casino on the property. Damn, we were on a roll, literally. Dee Dee won almost six hundred dollars on a slot machine and I didn’t do too bad on the tables, coming out ahead close to a grand. Shit, it will help pay for this weekend.

When we finally made it back to the room, we slowly took each other’s clothes off and made love. We didn’t rush and just let the mood take over. Watching Dee Dee lose control and feeling her body react to mine was a feeling I will never take for granted. After I cleaned up my woman, turned out the light, and pulled her close, I realized how much we needed this weekend. Life can get so overwhelming and day-to-day chaotic. We needed to reconnect on this level so we know how lucky we are to have what we have.

“Dee Dee, thank you for trusting me enough with this weekend. I hope you know how much you mean to me. I love ya, darlin’.”

“Des, this has been a perfect weekend. You surprised the crap out of me in a good way. I am blessed in so many ways. My biggest blessing is having you in my and my kids’ lives. I love ya too.”

“My Sugar, that’s all we need. Our love built on a solid relationship with our family included. Let’s get some sleep. Tomorrow is a new day.”

With that, holding each other tight, we drift into a peaceful sleep knowing we can handle anything that comes our way. Together.

About DM

DM lives in Northwest Indiana with the love of her life. Having been an obsessed reader since childhood, she finally, after much support from her hubby, took the steps to start writing professionally.

If she’s not writing or reading, her ass is usually found either on my 2004 Harley Dyna next to her man on his 2011 Harley or puttering in the garden and flower beds around their home.

Sometimes she’s just relaxing on the back deck with our their pits laying at her feet, enjoying the sun & chimes as their indoor cats look out. There are also multiple strays living in their garage, as they are both nuts about animals. Let me clarify - NUTS.

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Vows That Bind Us

A Beautiful White Lies Short Story

KL Clare

Will needs marriage vows, and I need him, so we’ll celebrate our union with a beautiful wedding in England. The lies will keep for a few more days.

I knew to my sorrow, often and often, if not always, that I loved her against reason, against promise, against peace, against hope, against happiness, against all discouragement that could be. I loved her none the less because I knew it, and it had no more influence in restraining me than if I had devoutly believed her to be human perfection.

—Charles Dickens, Great Expectations

1

Ellie

Wedding Eve

My smile was rather devious as I peered over my shoulder into the full-length mirror to examine my backside. Will paced on the opposite side of the door to my dressing room, his heavy footsteps commanding submission from the timeworn floorboards in our bedroom.

It was the day before our wedding, and the desire to give every part of myself to Will had defeated anxiety and fear, forcing the fiends in my head to yield for a short time.

I was no longer afraid to be his wife. He was the one I’d waited for, and binding myself to him filled me with something new, something warm and joyful. Contentment overwhelmed me in the same way bliss consumed me when we made love and his soul filled mine.

Despite the hell our families had gone through—the deaths, the heartbreaking losses—we were happy. I was about to marry my protector, the man who had saved not only my life but my heart and my soul as well. William Richard Hastings was my everything.

“There’s one small gap here,” Jess said, pushing her little finger into the back of my gown to show the seamstress. She met my gaze in the mirror and grinned. “His eyes will never leave your ass, Ells. Try not to walk in front of him if you can help it.”

We giggled like we were in high school again in Stonington, our small Connecticut hometown. My best friend gripped my waist to steady me on top of the fitting platform as I slipped my feet back into the stilettos for the seamstress.