Oh he was being naughty, but I liked it.
“Austin?”
“What, baby?”
I stopped his hand with mine. Turned over, facing him. His chiseled features were temptingly shadowed by the night.
“I was thinking about cheating.”
Austin gave a low laugh which vibrated over my skin. “Really?” He nibbled at the side of my neck again.
“I know my parents are staying here, and I know we talked about waiting until the honeymoon, but I am having a really hard time being good.”
“So am I,” he admitted. He pulled my face to his and kissed me. Austin’s secured the back of my neck with his hand. I was wrapped in his arms, pressed tightly against his body, my mouth moving with his. It was difficult, but I wrenched my lips from his then kissed his neck.
“So does this mean you agree with cheating?”
“I don’t know if we should.” He murmured against my throat while his large strong hands found my butt, cupping me to him.
“But I really, really want you,” I said, kissing his jaw. I allowed my hands to move over his bare chest.
“Only really, really,” Austin replied in low deep tones. He was being more than wicked. His hands roamed over my body, his lips at my ear. “I think you can do better than that.”
He was playing with me now.
“Please,” I begged.
If he wanted to play, I was not playing fair.
“Winter, I’m not sure.”
“Please.” I moaned. I kissed his chin. My hands fondled his stomach. “Pretty please,” I said while I moved my hand down to find him fevered. “It feels like you’re sure.” I whispered against his chest. He groaned at my touched. “Please make love to me. Please, Austin.”
Austin unbuttoned the shirt I was wearing. “Winter, you don’t play fair.”
“Neither do you.”
His large warm hands skimmed my breasts.
“We need to be quiet, baby.”
“Well then, keep my mouth occupied,” I suggested.
Austin’s voice was smooth, “I’ll see what I can do.” He rolled me to my back, his body finding a home between my thighs.
The sensation which followed was pure pleasure. Austin held my face between his hands, kissed me before slipping inside my warm wet body. He was controlling his movements against my pelvis. I experienced a thrust, deep, and then slowly Austin pulled out of me. When I would make a sound he kissed me, long and with a need to match mine. My breath increased. My body swayed in perfect rhythm with his. His hands found mine. He intertwined his fingers into mine tightly, raising my hands up over my head. The sensation of his naked body against mine along with the friction of our actions was extraordinary. I felt nothing but Austin, his body, his breath, his heartbeat, along with the tingling which covered the entire canvas of my flesh. We made love this way for a long time, locked together. I was close, coming to the surface. I shook.
“Not yet.” Austin said quietly against my throat before moving his lips to take my nipple into the warmth of his mouth.
“You’re going to make me come.” I muttered breathless while sparks of heat went flying through me.
Austin moved me now, rolling me on top of him. His hands were in my hair. My back arched in pleasure at this new position. My hands found his chest. I moaned. He rose up from beneath me, placing his mouth to mine. His kiss was fire and consumed me. We continued our pursuit, trying hard to be quiet. Our bodies moved in perfect cadence. He placed his hand between our bodies. He was touching me, caressing me, circling his fingers over my pouting clit. Austin rubbed me and thrust his cock inside of me. I trembled.
“Not yet.” He removed his hand.
“Babe.” I protested from the sheer need to come.
Austin pressed inside of me. I lifted then dropped my hips, impelling him. We allowed our bodies to melt into the heat, the exquisite pleasure of each other. The sensation of electric currents ran through our bodies, bouncing back and forth, encapsulating us, holding us together in the moment.
“Winter.” He groaned then Austin’s movements, his thrust became harder. He was holding my hips against him, rocking me forward, hitting all the right spots with each rocking thrust. I gasped, threw my head back wildly. My hair was rode the tops of his muscular thighs. “Look at me,” Austin urged.
I brought my head forward, opened my eyes. His face, his mouth, was just inches from mine. The darkness of the room lifted, shifting. The night had fallen into the middle ground of not quite night yet not quite early morning. Austin’s warm hot breath gusted across my lips. I fell into the depths of his eyes, plunging deeper and deeper as we made love to each other.
“I want to feel you, Winter, come for me,” he said softly.
My hands wrapped around his neck. My legs tightened around him. I was pulling against his shoulder blades, feeling the strength of his back beneath my fingers. His body was a symphony of muscle beneath my hands. I pushed my face into the crook of his neck, taking in his scent. I moaned his name into his flesh.
“Austin, oh God Austin, I love you. I’m going to come.…” It was then an explosion like the crushing of waves hit me. My body was rocked with pleasure which started at my loins, shivered down my entire body and ran up to my head, shot down my spine, finally coming to rest in my curling toes. Austin kissed me. With that kiss he stopped the sound of ecstasy which emanated from me. His kiss was deep. My body trembled in his strong arms. My world spun.
“God, how I love you, Winter.” My body quivered around him in undulating aftershocks. “Now, let’s see if you can do that again,” he said while he continued to make love to me.
The morning came too quickly. Austin was at my ear, telling me he loved me, and he needed to go. I kissed him, begging him with my body along with my mouth to stay.
“Tonight,” he said as he pulled away.
I watched him creep out of our room, his shirt unbuttoned, his hair tousled, and I smiled. Tomorrow, I would find my happily ever after. Tomorrow, I would marry my best friend, the man who made my heart beat, my soul mate.
The End
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