“Hey, husband.”
“Hey, wife, “I grit through my teeth as her hips sway against my crotch to the mellow beat.
Spinning her around in my arms, I tell her, “I never did get to dance with you.”
Her arms cradle my neck. “Now’s as good a time as any.”
“I wanna do a lot more than dance with you,” I confess, but I think she knows that.
“That so?”
“It’s a fact.” I move her toward the bed making my intentions perfectly clear.
“You need to lose this dress,” I whisper against her mouth before claiming it.
My hands travel down her back until my fingers discover the zipper of her dress.
Her lips sweep over my neck, feathering light kisses along my jaw and to my ear. As I u
ndress her, she moves to undo my zipper. “You eager, baby?” I grin.
“Yeah, babe. I am”
“Babe, is it?”
Her lashes flutter as I slide her dress down her body, leaving it to pool at her feet. What I discover next takes my breath away. She is so damn beautiful. The blushing bride in her lingerie. A white corset is molded to her body, accenting her curves. My gaze travels her torso until they come to a rest on her white lace panties adorned with a cute bow. Dropping to my knees, I take my time appreciating the pretty package waiting for me. Those white thigh high stockings are in my face teasing me.
“Do you know how long I’ve wanted this? How many times I have dreamt of this right here.” I kiss the tops of her thighs as her fingers stroke through my hair.
She bites her bottom lip, dragging her teeth over the plump red flesh. Fuck, that is so damn sexy.
“Maybe as many times as I have.” A naughty smirk plays at the corners of her temptress mouth as she nibbles on her finger playfully.
A groan rips from my throat, she’s already got me so hard. Sliding my palms up and down her legs, I urge her onto the bed. When she moves to roll down her hose I shake my head. “I think I want you to keep these on. Then I snap the elastic around the top causing her to let out an “oww,” sound. “I want to make this good for you and take my time, baby, but I don’t know that I can,” I tell her down on my knees as I spread her legs apart.
Her finger presses under my chin, demanding my eyes on hers. “I don’t need slow, Darin. I only need you.”
“Is that so?”
“Yeah, that’s so.”
I’m going to hate myself for asking but it’s something we haven’t discussed. Shit, we haven’t talked about anything. We jumped right into this without even thinking of what we were doing. I’m not changing my mind but Eddie’s words about her having a family someday stuck with me.
“Are you on the pill?”
She shakes her head.
“I don’t want anything between us, Faye, but we have so much ahead of us. I just got you and I’m not ready to share you.”
She’s propped up on her elbows leaning up. “What are you trying to say?”
“I’m saying, I don’t want to wear a condom, but I don’t want to get you pregnant just yet. I definitely don’t want to share these.” I rub her breasts over the lace material and one of her nipples pops out. Taking full advantage, I pay special attention to the dusty rose peak.
Our conversation is forgotten for now and her hands are back in my hair as I work on getting her out of the corset. “How many clasps does this bastard have,” I growl, growing frustrated.
Faye throws her head back laughing at me.
“You think this is funny?”