The Wanted Short Stories (Wanted 5.5)

“It’s beautiful. Look at the antique furniture. Oh my goodness, the mural is beautiful. It almost looks like we are in Italy!” Heather said.

I smiled as I set the bag down on the sofa. There was a small sitting area near the fireplace. I walked out onto the patio and smiled. This was just what Heather had needed—complete relaxation. I was planning on spoiling the hell out of her while we were here.

I walked over and glanced into the bathroom. It was small but looked like it had been updated recently. When I stepped back out, Heather was walking Lisa to the door—or rather, Heather was practically pushing Lisa out the door.

“I think it would be safe to say that we probably won’t be joining y’all for breakfast tomorrow. I’m going to want to sleep in.” I said with a smile.

Lisa smiled sweetly as she nodded her head. “Of course. I completely understand. Enjoy your evening.”

“Thank you, and thanks again for letting us check-in so late,” Heather said before shutting the door.

She turned and leaned against the door as she gave me the sexiest smile. When I smiled back, she began frantically stripping off her clothes, and I did the same.

“Josh, I just want to make love—slow, sweet, and passionate love.”

I walked over, picked her up, and carried her over to the bed. I gently laid her down and then moved next to her. She rolled onto her side and placed her hand on my face.

“I love you, Josh Hayes. I love you more and more every day.”

“I love you, too, Princess. I feel the same way. I didn’t think I could ever love you more, but each day, I swear, my heart falls more in love with you.”

She closed her eyes and whispered, “Make love to me, Josh.”

I moved over her and slowly pushed into her warm body and completely lost myself in her.

I slowly opened my eyes and took in the room. I was wrapped in Josh’s arms, and I had never felt so relaxed. I smiled as my mind drifted back to last night.

“Heather,” Josh whispered against my neck as he slowly moved in and out of my body.

My hands were pinned above my head with one of his hands as the pressure in my body began to build. I arched my back as he rubbed the one spot that would take me to heaven and back.

“Josh…I’m going to come.”

As he pushed deeper into me, I softly began to call out his name between my moans of pleasure.

“Oh God, Heather, I’m coming.”

His hot breath against my neck was one of my favorite things. Josh slowly pulled out of me, and then he pulled me close to his body.

He softly said, “You’re my everything.”

I grinned. “And you’re mine.”

“Baby, are you up?” Josh whispered.

I turned around until I was facing him. “Yep. I have been for a few minutes. Just taking in the feeling of not having to jump up and run to the twins.”

“I thought maybe we could walk around town. Then, we’ll have a nice, relaxing lunch before coming back here and having pre-dessert.”

I giggled. “Pre-dessert?”

“Yeah, dessert is like a treat. I want to save my treat for later tonight.”

I raised my eyebrow at him. “What do you have in mind for dessert?”

He slowly sucked in a breath of air and let it out. “A little bit of whipped cream, maybe a few cherries, and some chocolate syrup. I want to make my own personal sundae.”

“Hmm…that sounds yummy.”