A frisson of fear ran through me. I’d been working really hard lately. Had he lost interest? It wasn’t as if he wasn’t still getting it on a near daily basis. I mean, I really still couldn’t keep my hands off him, but what if that wasn’t enough?
He drew me closer and kissed me deeply. We’d let go of morning breath aversion about two weeks in. “Not today, angel. I got plans for us. If we start that now, I’m keeping you right here in bed until you have to leave for work tomorrow.”
“I see absolutely no problem with that.” My response was automatic and instantaneous. My nipples had already hardened, and heat pooled between my legs.
I guided his hand up my thigh and to my sex. We slept naked most nights. The night before had been no exception.
“Oh God, you’re killing me here, Gabbi,” he growled as he rolled on top of me. His tip pressed against my entrance, and I trembled in the sweetest anticipation. “I already fucking hate myself for this, but we have to get going.”
My entire body protested a
s his weight disappeared from me. His sexy ass sauntered to the bathroom.
“You can’t hide from me in there!”
“Not trying to, angel. Now get that incredible ass in here so we can get dirty while we get cleaned up. Two birds, one stone and all.” The shower turned on. I scrambled out of bed so fast that I nearly fell on my face when my ankle got stuck in the sheets.
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“So, what do you have planned that’s so important that I couldn’t sleep in on my first day off in like, forever?”
James placed a steaming mug of hot, sweet coffee in front me. I’d be damned if the man didn’t love me so much.
I still doubted his feelings from time to time, though he hadn’t given me one single reason to. In fact, he’d made it his mission to prove to me on a daily basis how much he loved me.
I wasn’t just talking about the sex either, though that remained spectacular.
“Told you earlier, I have plans for us today.” His head was buried in the refrigerator, fishing out yogurt and berries.
Mrs. W. had taken Harper to visit her family the night before. I had to admit that I missed the pink whirlwind and the tireless mother figure who somehow managed to rein her in.
“Better be some big plans for you to drag us out of bed when we have the place to ourselves.” I twirled a cherry with my tongue, and James stiffened, knuckles turning white as he gripped the counter. I loved that I still had that effect on him.
“Stop it, you insatiable woman.” Desire clouded his eyes.
I repeated the only words that sprung to mind, something he had said to me years ago. “Only for you, babe.”
I bit down on the cherry, locking my eyes with his. His lips parted. There. I had almost where I wanted him. Spending all day completely naked.
“Better be, but they are some plans. Can’t back out now.”
My curiosity piqued. “What are we doing?”
“Do you remember the jet skis?” Mischief glinted in his eyes.
“What kind of question is that?” I bit back the urge to roll my eyes at him.
“We’re saddling up the old horse today. I’m giving you another chance to beat me.”
“I won the last time!” I protested.
“No, we decided to go for lunch, and you insisted that I acquiesce to your demands. That’s not winning.”
“If you’re going to deny my winning, what’s the point of the competition?”
“I’ll give you a prize if you win, how’s that?”
“Ooh, can it be lunch at the Spanish place?”