Anything was better than being in here with her. I just couldn’t stop imagining all the things I’d do to her on that bed, hell, even the balcony.
Only after she changed into her bikini did she seem to notice there was just one bed.
“I thought suites were supposed to have enough sleeping room for a family.”
“Only if you book ones with two rooms, but—”
“That would’ve looked suspicious.”
“Yes.”
She peeked in the bedroom. “The bed’s huge. Won’t be a problem. You sleep on one side, right?”
I moved right behind her and whispered in her ear, “But you don’t.”
She turned around, and her eyes widened.
“I’ll manage.” Licking her lips, she turned away, walking inside the room.
Could she really be so close to me and not feel anything? Because I sure as hell would know she was in my bed. Especially because I was already picturing her bent over the edge, hands forward as I thrust into her from behind. Or on her back, thighs spread wide as I kissed down her body.
I was losing it. I’d been married to my best friend for a little over twenty-four hours and was already fantasizing about making her come.
We’d both slept a solid eight hours on the last leg of the journey, so we felt fresh. I changed into board shorts, and we headed to the beach. When we reached the sand, Josie bent, touching the sand with her fingers.
“It’s so soft. And so white.” When she glanced at me, her smile was a bit wobbly. “Hunter? This was the best idea you’ve ever had.”
“You’re not even going to roast my ass one bit? Progress.”
“No, don’t mind me when I get like that. I secretly enjoy surprises.”
“I’ll hold you to that.”
She covered her mouth as she realized what she’d said.
> “That came out wrong.”
“Too late. You can’t take it back.”
“Sure, I can.”
I stepped behind her, wrapping my arms around her waist, lifting her up until her feet were dangling in the air. She half screeched, half laughed, kicking the air a bit but leaning all the way back against me. Her delicious little ass pressed straight against my cock. Fuck. This was not the moment to get hard. Not one of my finest ideas.
She laughed when I set her down, and on pure instinct, I whirled her around and kissed her. She tasted like mint and the orange juice we’d drunk at the reception. I could have just given her a quick peck, but I couldn’t resist going all in, coaxing her tongue, needing to know if she’d respond again or if she’d only done it yesterday so we would be convincing for the guests. No one was looking closely now. No one would care.
So, when Josie laced her arms around my neck, kissing me back, my entire body felt lighter. Keeping my hands on her waist took all the self-restraint I had. When I placed her back down, she made to move out of my arms, but I didn’t let go.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“Going into the water.”
“Not without sunscreen.”
“Come on. I’ll just put some on afterward.”
“Josie, your skin is so white it’s almost translucent. Trust me, you’re going to need it. The sun here is stronger than you’re used to.”
She tried to wrestle free, but I kept her close.