“Hey,” Jayden said just as I began to relax and read. I looked up and saw his eyes heated as they roamed over my chest to my face. “I’ll do that thing with my tongue the minute I get you back to our room.” The artist grinned as he kept his eyes on Jayden’s arm, but mumbled, “Right on.”
“She’s beautiful, isn’t she?” Jayden asked Phil, his eyes telling me he was thinking of the way he tortures me with his tongue. Phil paused and looked up. “Sure is.”
“She’s all mine,” Jayden said as my heart pounded in my chest. “My wife.”
Okay, now I was thinking of giving fellatio in a tattoo parlor with an audience. My sex became instantly wet as I watched Jayden’s eyes hood. “Phil, can you give us a second?” Jayden requested, keeping his hot gaze on me.
Phil’s smile returned as he pushed his stool away and stood. “I’ll go have a smoke.” Jayden looked up at him and whispered something I couldn’t quite hear. Phil nodded and took off.
Jayden stayed where he was. “Come here, baby.”
“I am not having sex with you in a tattoo parlor.” Though as I said it, the idea appealed to me greatly.
“Come here, Mrs. Monroe.”
Oh, well, when he put it that way.
I walked over to where he sat, his arm still in place as if Phil were working on him. Still embarrassed from my sexual outburst, I found it hard to meet his eyes.
“Look at me.” His voice was hoarse with need and I let my eyes drift from his toned calves up to his t-shirt covered chest and then lingered on his pronounced Adam’s apple. I was insatiable for him. Even after all our time together, I couldn’t help the deep seeded need to have him again and again. As my eyes drifted to his, I realized I wasn’t alone.
“What are you thinking about, Mrs. Monroe?” His voice had only a hint of humor as he questioned me. His jaw was firm as his licked his lips.
“Nothing, I...nothing.”
“Why so shy now? It’s clear to me what you are thinking, so say it.” His husky voice whispered over me as I shifted on my legs. “Say it.”
“I want you,” I said softly.
“How?” he asked, keeping my eyes locked onto his when I’d started to let them wander. “How do you want me?”
My panties soaked, I rubbed my thighs together, staring into his dark blue eyes.
“All over me, inside me, I need it.”
I moved closer to him so his eyes were level with my chest and he was forced to look up at me.
“You are going to have to be more specific, Mrs. Monroe.” He lifted his hand as if he was going to touch me then put it back down. I frowned at the loss.
“Tell me exactly what you want.” He waited patiently as I stood there, completely aroused and unable to express myself. This was so unlike me.
“Are you wet?”
I nodded.
“Are you aching?”
I nodded again.
“Tell me right now what you are thinking.”
“You, behind me, hard,” I breathed out.
“Can you feel me, inside you, filling you?”
My breath was coming fast now, and my nipples could cut glass. I just kept staring at my beautiful husband, aroused beyond all control. I waited in vain for him to touch me.
“Jayden—”
“Lean over,” he instructed, licking his lips. “Give me your ear.” I did what I was told, my body at his command. When I felt his breath on my ear, I shivered. “I’m going to nail you so hard and so thoroughly when we get back, you won’t ever hesitate to tell me what you want again. Now go sit down and I want your eyes on me, picturing me fucking you until we leave.”
Phil made his entrance again and I felt the air around us disperse slightly as if we were in a cloud. I kept my eyes on him as he looked at me intently. He only wavered his attention a few times as Phil spoke to him. We eye fucked each other for a solid hour until Phil pushed his stool away from the table. I jumped off the couch as Phil gave Jayden after care instructions. Jayden held the door for me as we left, and I brushed his crotch purposefully with a small smile.
In the car we didn’t say a word, the tension between us became unbearable. I saw him shift in his seat, adjusting himself as I crossed and uncrossed my legs. We raced to the elevator as if our life depended on it. At the hotel door, I fought with the keycard as Jayden circled an arm around my waist and ground his hardness into me. When the door unlocked, we both let out audible breaths, and as soon as it closed my skirt was lifted. I braced myself on the wall as Jayden held me there, his hand planted in the middle of my back. I reached down to touch the throbbing between my legs and then paused. Jayden, seeing my progress, encouraged me. “Touch it, baby.” My hand drifted down, moving underneath my panties as Jayden pulled my underwear down just under my thighs before spreading me.
I got no warning as he slammed into me, my head pressing against the wall and a scream coming from my lips. Rearing back, he sank in again completely as my fingers finally found purchase on my bundled nerves.
“Fuck, so good. God, I love you,” Jayden bit out, thrusting again so hard that my head thumped against the wall.
Seconds later, I shattered, unable to hold myself up as Jayden led me to the bed, bending me over so I was forced to grip the sheets. I held on as he did exactly what he promised, giving me everything I asked for and so much more. Right before he came, he leaned down and snaked his arms around my chest, holding me tight to him as he spilled himself inside me.
Our honeymoon was everything it should be. We spent half our time naked and in the hotel room and the other half feasting on ocean delights, playing at the beach, and walking around as tourists.
Jayden was more attentive than he ever had been without his typical routine and distractions of home to keep him busy. I was his primary focus and it couldn’t have been more perfect.
Our last night, we ordered room service, eating crab legs while tangled up in the sheets we’d ruined. He cracked a claw with his hands and I marveled at his strength and the skill of his fingers. He dipped the sweet meat in butter and brought it to my mouth before taking a mouth full of my nipple.
“This is heaven,” I remarked as he got carried away, pushing our feast to the side to attend to his growing erection and my needy nipple.
“I agree.” He stopped his assault long enough to look down at me, entwining our fingers and hovering above me.
“What?” I grinned up at him.
“I’m just thinking of what a fuck up I would’ve been if I would’ve let you get away. And now you are my wife. How amazing is that?”
“Another line to add to my long list,” I cooed up at him as he turned my hand over to study my ring. Looking down at our hands, he pulled himself to the side of me, being careful of his bandaged arm. He kissed my ring reverently as I stroked his toned chest with my fingertips. “Won’t be getting away now.”
“Leisure Travel, this is Hilary Monroe,” I answered, now using my new last name every chance I got.
“Well, if it isn’t my daughter-in-law. I don’t know whether to threaten you or offer you a kidney if you need one.” I chuckled into the phone as Jayden’s mother, still sore from not seeing her only son get married, scolded me.
“I’ll take the kidney if needed. Lord knows with having your son for a husband when I might need it.”
Her answering laugh warmed me. “Good thinking. Listen, honey, I can’t talk long, but Stephen asked me to call Jayden to let him know he couldn’t be at his session this weekend.”