Dex slipped her shirt off, leaving her just as naked as him in the moonlight. He palmed her breasts and toyed with her nipples. Cayla moaned and almost let it go.
“Dex.” She pushed the topic.
“I may have rearranged our schedule…”
“Dex!” He pulled a taut nipple into his mouth, nipping and sucking. “Mmm, that feels…stop trying to distract me!” Cayla didn’t have the fortitude to push him away.
“Relax, I didn’t cancel anything. Just moved it all around.” He moved to the next nipple.
Cayla wanted more of his mouth, but she was not stupid. He waited to bring it up on purpose.
“I so want to fight you right now,” she moaned. “You’re being…uh…difficult.” He was kissing the valley between her breasts and moving toward her navel. “You’re being overbearing.”
“No. I’m making improvements.” His fantastic tongue found her wetness, making her briefly forget her protests while he used his magic to give her an electric orgasm.
“It’s not over yet, Dex,” she panted as she came back down.
He leaned back, settling on his knees and fisting his impressively hard cock. “I know.” His voice was heavy on the intent.
“You know what I mean.” Her sassy evil eye failed to make an impact as he moved over her.
“I’ve traveled more,” he mentioned it like that explained everything.
“So, you are an adventure snob? You’ve been challenging my itinerary all day.”
“No, I just happen to know that a sunrise cruise for just the two of us is better than an evening cruise with other passengers.” He pressed into her, stretching her in the most delicious ways and moaned his appreciation. “We’ve already done day time zip lining, so the night run over the lake with glow sticks would be more fun.” He rocked his hips out then inside her again causing her to whimper. “I don’t think you like beer…mmm…but I left the tour in case you’d enjoy the information.”
“The…um…multiple brewery tour bus?”
Dex stilled long enough to put an end to the talking. “Hell, no. We’re driving to one brewery and doing the tour. That cuts our time from four hours to forty-five minutes, and we’ll still be sober enough to drive.” He stole a kiss. “AND I cut our drive time for the day down by one hour.”
“You must be very proud of yourself.” Cayla’s statement possessed a childish flare that she’d punctuated with sticking out her tongue.
Her body tingled from the vibrations of Dex’s laugh. “No. I’ll be proud when you start screaming my name…” he dressed his words with a hip roll then continued, “and begging me not to stop.”
Cayla let the issue die. His plan was solid. Plus, he was there with her, treating her like he used to, and making feel the things only he could. Dex locked her into a hot kiss, toying with her tongue thoroughly until she was convinced he could get her off with just a kiss. Their fingers locked and so did their eyes. Cayla was so into the moment and into Dex that they elevated into a level beyond sex. It was an experience for her mind and soul. The tenderness in his eyes broke her in a way she’d never expected.
She made Dex proud that night.
Very proud.
Chapter 31
“Okay. You were right, Dex.” Dex looked about the cab of his vehicle before checking Cayla for fever. She giggled and swatted his hand away from her forehead.
“I’m sorry. I must not have heard you correctly. Did you just tell me I’m right?” Cayla rolled her eyes hard enough to shift the earth’s axis.
“Yes.”
Phone unlocked, camera on record, Dex asked again, “Could you say that again? I just can’t believe it.”
“You were right, Dex. Your itinerary was better than mine.” And got it.
Dex palmed his chest and dropped his head on the rest.
“What’s wrong?” Cayla’s concern was cute.
“I think my heart stopped for a second. Wait. I need to make this my new ringtone.”