“So…” he says, pushing my crazy bedhead out of my face. “What’s on the agenda for today?”
A rush of excitement floods my body, realizing I get a whole day of just Nolan and I, but not a darn idea comes to my mind. I’m not a fly by the seat of your pants kind of girl. I usually have everything planned out, and all my ducks in a row, so I turn it around on him instead.
“I don’t know,” I smile. “What do you want to do?” Since he’s the one working all the time and I’m usually doing my own thing, I’ll let him decide. Let him have his own day of fun.
“Honestly?” he asks, pulling me in closer to him.
I nod my head yes.
“Lay here in bed with you all day,” he tells me before softly kissing my forehead.
I look up into his hypnotic blue eyes and immediately I’m pulled into their depths. The attraction is undeniable as Nolan slowly leans in and rests his soft lips against mine. The emotional gentleness in his kiss floods my body to its core, turning the heat up between us.
Our mouths flow effortlessly as our tongues slowly and softly caress one another. The amount of love that we share is overflowing from my body to his. I slide my arms around his neck as his frame shifts on top of mine. As soon as our bodies are lined, flushed together, his length slides naturally into my opening. Our mouths never stray, transferring more and more love and passion as our hips move in a rhythmical movement to the tune that they know so well.
How we go from simple conversation to making love two seconds later, I can’t explain. All I know is that our bodies fit seamlessly together like it’s just where they belong. With Nolan’s arm laid on one side of my head, and with his other hand cupping my cheek, I’m enveloped by his body. Every last inch of myself is being consumed by him, and I can’t think of any other place that I’d rather be.
Nolan slowly grazes my face with his mouth, stopping over my ear. The heat from his breath floods my body with desire, making a low moan escape my mouth.
“I’m so in love with you,” he whispers into my ear before moving his mouth sensually down my neck.
Feeling the fire building within, our pace quickens and our breathing grows heavier. Instead of continuing down to my chest, he pauses at the base of my neck, then runs his tongue slowly and delectably up and along it’s curvature until he returns to my mouth, sucking my bottom lip in before gently biting down on it.
“Ahh…” I cry out, drowned with lust and passion.
Nolan takes this as his indication to thrust in harder and faster. Our foreheads align as our bodies continue to move to the edge of no return.
“Yes...Baby…faster…”
“Oh, doll…look at me...come with me,” Nolan heavily breathes out as his body unravels above mine, causing me to finally let go and find our release…together.
– NOLAN –
I forgot how amazing it is waking up casually next to Alexa. I’ve been so damn busy that it’s been months since she’s woken up in my arms. Not to mention that as soon as I saw those eyes consumed with mine, I was broken and completely turned on with her love. Waking up with Alexa in my arms, followed by mind blowing love making, is something I need to make more time for. Shit, it needs to be a priority.
Before trailing a line of kisses down her body, I move up off of her and make my way to the bathroom. As I stand at the toilet relieving myself, Alexa comes into the bathroom, opening the shower door to turn on the water. I watch her drop her robe and slide her hair band from her hair. It’s like watching the most beautiful creature moving in slow motion in front of you.
She turns and smiles, catching me staring.
“You okay there?” She giggles.
I didn’t even realize that I had stopped pissing a while ago and that I’m now just standing here, frozen and holding my cock in my hand. She’s breathtaking…I can’t help it.
Shaking my head to break my Alexa-trance, I grin as I respond, “You’re so damn beautiful. I can’t help but be in awe of you.”
Her cheeks flush as she takes the few steps that lay between us.
“Care to join me, Pratt?” she asks as she pinches my ass with a sexy as all hell smirk.
Before she can even back away, I quickly turn around and playfully pinch her nipple back.
“Ow, that stinkin’ hurt!” Alexa laughs, swatting at my hand.
“Oh, you love it,” I tease, grabbing both of her hands, locking them behind her back. She wiggles and giggles, trying to get out of my hold while I tickle her neck with my five o’clock shadow.
“Babe…stop it! You’re going to make me all red,” she laughs.
I couldn’t care less about that, I don’t mind leaving some evidence to the world of the playful relationship we have, but I let her go, spanking her ass as I open the shower door for us to get in.
Chapter Eleven
– ALEXA –
Nolan and I did just as he requested…staying in bed, cuddling and watching TV, for the bulk of the day. The only time that we left the room was to get a bite to eat downstairs. It has been the perfect stress-free day.
“So, wanna order out?” Nolan asks, noticing the time.
“Why don’t I cook you dinner instead?” I ask him with a raised eyebrow.
Let’s be honest, I don’t cook. It’s not that I’m not good at it, but I’m just not one of those Betty Crocker–Suzy Homemaker kind of people. I want to be, though, and I think I should start. I just turned twenty-two, I’m getting married in less than ten months, and not long after that we’ll be talking about having a kid. I think becoming domesticated wouldn’t be a bad idea. It has to happen at some point…right?
Giving me a skeptical look, Nolan asks, “Are you feeling okay?”
I punch him in the arm, insulted that this comes as such a shocker.
“What? I can cook!” I respond defensively.
“Hey, if you wanna cook, then by all means, woman, cook!” he smiles, holding up his hands in surrender.
“Good! Because I am,” I joke before pecking his lips and getting out of bed.
“Hey, where ya goin’?” Nolan asks, trying to grab my hand to pull me back down but missing.
“To the grocery store,” I tell him while I grab some clothes to wear out of my dresser. “I need food to make dinner. You wanna come?”
“Can we stop by the gym so that I can check on things?”
Although my first instinct is to give him a pouty look, wanting today to remain work free, I know what a stretch it has been for him to be away even this long, so I happily agree.
“Sure.”
With a smile across his face, he jumps out of bed, throws a t-shirt and jeans on, runs his hands through his hair a couple of times, and looks incredible within minutes.
Darn him for being so naturally beautiful.
“What?” he asks, catching me admiring him.
“It’s just not fair that you can hop out of bed, run your hands through your hair, and still look that hot.”
“Um, have you looked into the mirror?” he answers, running his eyes down my body. “You look fucking hot twenty-four seven. Why do you think I can’t keep my hands off of you?”
A warmness spreads throughout my cheeks, flattered by his words. Sometimes I wonder if he’s looking at the same person when he tells me what he sees. Yeah, I’m a cute girl, I’ll give myself that, but the way Nolan describes me, I’m on a pedestal next to Meghan Fox.
“Come on, doll,” he smiles, wrapping his arm around my shoulder and pulling me into his side before kissing my temple. “I wanna see what this fine fiancé of mine is going to cook up for me tonight!”
We stop at the gym first and I can’t believe how great it looks. Apparently, they had a water leak yesterday, but to his surprise, Mike had it all cleaned up and taken care of.
“See, if you just ask for help, people are glad to lend a hand,” I tell him as he continues to inspect everything.
“This time I actually did, but Emma was sick and he had shit to take c
are of…” He exhales. “I didn’t think he’d be able to come in.” Running his hand through his hair, he raises an eyebrow. “But, I guess he did.”
“Well, it looks great, babe.” I slide my hand along the front counter desk as I walk by. “I’m so proud of you,” I add, smiling up at him.
With his hands in his back pockets, he nods his head in agreement as he looks out over the wide open space. It’s filled with exercise mats, machines and mirrors that line the walls with flat screen TVs mounted in every corner. The sides of his mouth curl up into a smile, and I think it’s finally hitting him. All of this is from his hard work and determination, and it’s actually happening…he’s going to have his own gym. The gym he’s always dreamed of owning.
Coming up beside him, I wrap my arms around his waist and look up at him with pride.
“You did it, babe,” I tell him as he looks down at me, slinging his arm on my shoulder. “All your long days and time away from home have paid off.” I lean up and peck his lips.
“Well, it’s not open yet, doll,” Nolan says with a tight grin. “I still have to hire staff, and there’s a bunch of odds and ends that need to be done. I—”
Pressing two fingers over his mouth to make him stop stressing, I interrupt him, “Nolan, you have a gym. It looks amazing and you’re in the homestretch to getting it open. Be happy. This is awesome!”
Looking back at everything, and exhaling, he looks back down at me with a sweet grin and an added sparkle in his eyes.
“It is pretty cool…huh?” His grin grows into an exuberant smile.
I chuckle at the giddy, thrilled look on his face, filling my heart with added love and joy for him.
“It’s very cool, babe!”
“Who ya callin’?” Nolan asks as I pull my cellphone out of my purse once we get back into the car.
“My mom.”
“For what?”
“I need her to send me the recipe for her lasagna,” I tell him, putting the phone up to my ear.
“What? That’s cheating!” he exclaims with an appalled look.
“How is it cheating?” I ask, looking at him confused. “I’m still cooking it. It’s just her recipe.”
He starts to respond, but my mom answers the phone, so I switch my attention from him to her.
“Hey, Mom!” I say to her while rolling my eyes at Nolan.
Laughing at my annoyance, he pats my leg, then focuses back onto the road.
I tell her that I’m cooking dinner tonight and how I want to make her homemade lasagna. Apparently she also thinks this is crazy talk because she laughs at me.
“I’m serious! Why are you laughing?”
This warrants another chuckle from Nolan.
“Sorry…sorry,” she says, trying to gather herself. I can almost picture her taking a deep breath and wiping the tears under her eyes from laughing so hard.
I’m glad my mom and Nolan find this so amusing.
“Anyway…” I prompt her to continue.
“Yes, I’ll email the recipe to your phone. Are you going to the grocery store right now?” she asks.
“Yes.”
She continues to tell me what tomato sauce to buy and how to cook the noodles. It doesn’t seem that hard.
“Okay, thanks, Mom,” I tell her after I’ve written down all her extra details.
“You’re welcome, honey. Good luck. Call me if you have any questions…”
“Call us later to make sure we’re still alive!” Nolan shouts next to me so that my mom can hear.
I can hear my mom laughing again as I shoot Nolan a nasty look.
“What? Just in case,” he smirks, shrugging his shoulders.
“Anyway, Mom,” I start, ignoring Nolan’s side comment, “thank you for your help. I may be eating this alone…”
“Oh…come on!” Nolan jokes.
Still ignoring him…
“I’ll let you know if I run into any problems.”
Snickering still at Nolan, she answers, “No problem. Talk to you later, honey.”
After hanging up, I turn to Nolan with an irritated look on my face.
“You’re not being funny, you know that?” I tell him, crossing my arms over my chest. “I’m trying to do something nice for you and you’re being a jerk!”
His smile quickly fades, seeing my obvious frustration for the way he’s acting and treating this as a joke. Placing his hand on my leg and rubbing it gently he says in a remorseful tone, “I’m sorry, doll. I’m just kidding ya. I love that you want to cook me dinner. I think it’s hot as hell that my little sex kitten is going to be stirring it up in the kitchen.”
Tilting my head at him with a smirk, I ask, “Sex kitten?”
His smile returns as he puts his hand up, curling his fingers.
“Rawr,” he growls like a tiger.
Pulling my eyebrows together, I sarcastically tell him, “Don’t ever do that again!” I shake my head with a displeased look.
Laughing at my displeasure, he says, “What? Not a turn on?”
“No…not at all,” I confirm.
Our grocery store trip takes much longer than I expected. Although I come here almost once a week to get our normal groceries, I’ve never shopped for actual meal ingredients. I usually buy cereal, lean cuisines, coffee, creamer, bagels…stuff like that. The list my mom gave me has fresh basil leafs, oregano, specific lasagna noodles and tomato sauce. Of course, Nolan is like a little kid and throwing random things into the cart, picking food that he hasn’t eaten since he was little. Yes, it’s adorable, but it slows me down tremendously.
Over an hour later, we finally have the car loaded with all of our bags and are on our way home.
– NOLAN –
As Alexa prepares dinner, I’m watching the football game in the living room. I could have sat there at the center island in the kitchen watching Alexa prepare everything, moving around the kitchen with her cute little apron on, but I didn’t want to make her nervous. She probably would have thought I was making sure she didn’t mess anything up, even though I know shit about cooking.
“Hey, babe?” she calls for me.
Glancing over the back of the couch, I answer, “Yeah, doll?”
“I’m almost done…I think. You wanna come set the table?”
I quickly stand up and turn off the television. I’m fucking starving; I could eat a damn cow right now. It’s taken her over an hour to cook this dinner. I almost got up and grabbed something to eat a little while ago, but I didn’t want her to get mad. I already pissed her off earlier, and I didn’t want to fuel the fire anymore. Instead, I’ve been gulping down water after water, trying to keep my stomach at bay.
Coming up behind her at the stove, I wrap my arms around her waist and kiss the inside fold of her neck.
“It smells amazing, baby doll.”
Turning around, flustered, she pecks me quickly before nudging me out of the way.
“Sorry, I’ve gotta get this out of the oven,” she says with a tight grin, grabbing a pot holder off of the counter.
“Nope, do your thing,” I tell her, getting out of her way. “I like this, by the way,” I add, pulling the plates and salad bowls down from the cupboard.
“Setting the table?” she asks, still focused on what she’s doing.
“No,” I turn and smile at her. “Spending the day with you, cooking dinner at home, using our kitchen table…it feels good.”
She puts the spatula down that she’s using to pick up the garlic bread, turns and gives me the most heart-warming smile. “Me too,” she says. My heart melts as I notice the sparkle in her eyes and the truth behind her words.
“I love you,” I tell her with our eyes still locked on one another.
“I love you too,” she responds, making me want to skip out on dinner and carry her up to our room.
Shooting me another warming smile, making my heart flutter and my dick harden, she turns back around and continues what she’s doing.
God damn...
what this girl does to me!
I must hand it to my girl, dinner was amazing. And not just because we put back a bottle of wine between us, or because it tasted so damn good that I ate half the lasagna just myself…no, it’s sitting across from my fiancé, laughing and enjoying a home-cooked meal with her, just the two of us. Sitting here and staring at the love of my life, actually spending quality time with her, I realize how much I fall in love with Alexa each and every day. My heart almost hurts, trying to describe how much she means to me.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” she questions with a little drunken giggle.
Standing up, I reach for her hand.
“Ready for dessert?” I ask, raising a suggestive eyebrow.
Her cheeks glow red as she takes my hand, letting me pull her up from her chair.
Holding her hand, I lead her up the stairs and into our bedroom. She doesn’t question a thing, or speak a single word as she follows. As soon as we walk through the doorway, I turn around and pull her into my chest. Alexa falls effortlessly into me. I’m not sure if it’s because of the wine, or by her willingness, but I love the way her body flows smoothly into mine.
As her arms circle my waist, my hands cup her face, bringing her lips up to mine. The moan that escapes her throat as our tongues find one another sends a straight rush to my cock, making it harden completely on demand. Sliding my hands down her sides, I grip the hem of her shirt as I move my mouth down to her neck. She grips my back as I pull her shirt up and over her head, letting my mouth travel further down her skin. As soon as my tongue circles and nips her hard as fuck nipple through the lace of her bra, Alexa’s hands wander to my front and start unbuckling my pants.
Moving back up her chest and to the other side of her neck, I start walking her backwards while unclasping her bra. With her breasts now on display, I pull the left one into my mouth while I slowly lay her down gently onto the bed. Wanting her completely exposed, I continue my journey down her stomach and to the top of her pants. With my tongue trailing slowly behind, I slide my hands underneath her leggings and panties as I gently pull them down. Alexa’s body is like a creamy silk canvas, and I can’t help but indulge in every square inch of it. Once my mouth reaches the bottom of her leg, I lift it up and rest it on my shoulder. Moving to the inside of her leg, I glide my tongue up her calf, then her thigh until it slides up and inside her pussy.
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