Miss Merton's Last Hope (Miss Mayhem 4)

“Everything about you does that, as you are well aware.” He laughed and moved them into a patch of deeper water where the waves were not breaking. “I swear I’m a terrible influence on you sometimes.”

Melanie grinned and kissed him deeply. “Well, I only became brave after you kissed me so you should be the one to reap the benefits.”

He cupped her bottom and squeezed. “You’ll have me out of my mind soon enough.”

“Are you not going to swim?”

He cupped her breast next. “I couldn’t possibly let you go long enough for that.”

Melanie hummed softly and she reached for him. Her fingers closed over his erection and she stroked him lazily under the water until he was hard. Walter shifted his wife a little then pushed her down on his aching length.

After the cold of the sea, her heated core sent him a little mad with lust. There was no music but what they made together, and it was the sweetest melody he’d ever heard. He loved her for as long as he could, fondling her skin in the cool water, kissing her passionately. He couldn’t get enough of her. He likely never would.

Melanie wrapped her arms tightly about his neck and brought her lips to his ear. Her hot breath over his skin brought on his release so quickly, he barely slipped from her body in time.

“I love you, Walter.” Her grip tightened. “Why did you wait so long to make me your wife?”

He gasped for breath and teased her clitoris, satisfied only when she moaned deeply to his every stroke. He grinned as she shuddered violently in the grip of her release. Satisfied at last, he kissed her lightly. “The wait was worth it, my love.”

“Indeed it was,” she murmured and cuddled against him.

He held her tightly against him as he waded to shore with her legs wrapped around his waist. Adventure be damned. He would want her again and again, but back in their bed would be more comfortable for them both. He dropped her to her feet and wrapped her in a blanket so she would dry off. “I was prepared to wait my whole life to catch your notice and I’d almost lost hope until the moment you kissed me back.”

“And I’d given up on love until we danced,” Melanie whispered as she dropped the blanket and moved into his arms. “Partner with me again so I may show you how much I need you, Walter.”

“Naked dancing?” He grinned and then laughed. “A woman intent on keeping my heart happy but there’s no music to guide us yet again.”

She grinned impishly and slowly brushed her hand from his hip toward his manhood. “We never did need music to dance well together.”

He held her close and pressed a kiss to her hair. “Not even once.”

The End