“I swear to you, I’ll never hurt you again. I love you too, and I can’t wait for us to be afamily.”
“I want that too,” I whispered. “That’s all I’ve ever wanted.” He smiled and dropped my hands. Reaching for the oars, he unclipped them from the edge of the smallboat.
“I think I’m done sharing you with all these people.” He paused and looked up. “And these bats,” he said with a smirk. “I want you to myself for abit.”
“What do you have in mind Mr. Miller?” I asked, biting on my bottom lip as I watched the muscles in his arms flex as he rowed us back to the bank. His hooded eyes dropped to my lips and he gripped the oars tighter, his knuckles turningwhite.
“You’ll find out soon enough,” he murmured as we reached the rental hut. Theguy
we’d rented the boat from was waiting for us, and he grabbed the side, holding it while Josh jumped out. He reached his hand out for me and I climbed out of the boat then he pulled me into his side, his arm wrapping around me. The sunset was fading as we made the short walk back to the hotel, and as I finally dragged my eyes off Josh, I noticed that the Austin skyline was beginning to light up as darkness fell. Pressed up against the most gorgeous man I’d ever seen, his arm tight around me, I had never been happier. It felt like I had waited forever to be in that moment, and I never wanted it to end. He’d promised to make this a date I’d never forget, and so far, he was keeping thatpromise.
Stoppingat the hotel reception desk, we collected the bags we’d dropped off before renting the boat then headed up to the room. Opening the door, the smell of fresh flowers hit us and I smiled, still overwhelmed by the effort Josh had put into the date. Walking through the lounge area, I flopped down on the bed, exhausted after an afternoon of shopping andexploring.
“How about a bath?” Josh asked, sitting down next to me. “You’ve got a couple of hours to relax before dinner.” I turned onto my side, propping myself up on myelbow.
“Mmmmm that sounds good,” I said, smiling at him. “Will you come keep me company?” I asked, raising my eyebrows inquestion.
“Of course I will—after all, you did promise me I could wash your back,” he said, wiggling hiseyebrows.
“More like I was tickled into submission!” I exclaimed as Iyawned.
“Ah details, details,” he joked, waving his hand before leaning down to kiss me. “Relax and I’ll fill the tub.” I nodded as my eyes began to feel heavy, thinking I’d just close them for a few minutes. I rested my head on the pillow, watching Josh cross the room and enter the bathroom, before I succumbed and closedthem.
My eyes fluttered open and I turned my head to see Josh staring at me, a smile tugging on his lips. “Hey sleepyhead,” hewhispered.
“I’m so sorry I fell asleep, you should have woken me!” I said, mortified that he’d planned a romantic night and I’d gone and fallenasleep.
“It’s fine, you’ve only been asleep for half anhour.”
“I’m sorry,” I said again, sitting up and pulling Josh’s sweater over myhead.
“Stop apologizing, you obviously needed to sleep. If you want to stay in tonight, I’m good withthat.”
“No!” I exclaimed, not wanting to ruin any more of the date he’d planned. “I want to go to the restaurant.” Biting down on my lip, I looked at him. “Do we still have time for that bath?” I watched as hesmiled.
Standing up, he reached for me, picking me up bridal style. “I think we can fit it in,” he murmured, carrying me into the bathroom and sitting me on the vanity next to the sink. The room was dark, the only light coming from the glow of what seemed like dozens of candles. He crossed the room and put his hand in the water, checking the temperature before returning to where he’d left me. With his eyes locked on mine, he reached for the edge of my t-shirt and I lifted my arms in the air, allowing him to gently pull it up and over my head. He dropped it on the bathroom floor and stepped closer, his hands coming around to my back where he undid my bra, slowly dragging it down my arms. He tossed it next to my t-shirt, his eyes dropping from mine to my exposedchest.
“You are so beautiful baby,” he said, lifting me off the vanity so I was standing in front of him. His hands reached for the waistband of my skirt and he pulled it down my legs, kneeling in front of me as I stepped out of it. Feeling a little self-conscious standing there in just my panties, I tugged on his arm and he stood up. I dragged his t-shirt up and over his head, exposing his tanned, toned skin. A smattering of dark hair covered his chest, and my eyes followed a line of hair that disappeared into the waistband of his barely visible boxers. He popped the button on his jeans and slowly pushed them down his legs, kicking them away so he was standing in front of me in just his tight black boxer briefs. My mouth watered as my eyes roamed his body, and I felt a familiar tingle start between mylegs.
“You okay?” he asked, reaching for me and pulling me into his arms. I nodded as I felt his fingers at the hem of my panties, and he pulled them down, kneeling on the floor in front of me as he removed them. His eyes never left mine as he threw my underwear on the floor with the rest of my clothes. My hands rested on his head and my fingers threaded through his hair. I closed my eyes as he moved his head closer to me and I felt his mouth between mylegs.
“Josh,” I moaned as his tongue stroked against me, my fingers pulling on his hair as his hands gripped my waist, his fingers digging gently into my skin. After a few seconds, he stood up and lifted me back up on the vanity. He took one of my legs and hooked it over his shoulder, his mouth immediately back on me. I dropped my head back against the mirror behind me and gasped as I felt my orgasm slowly begin to build. He gently pushed a finger inside me and my legs trembleduncontrollably.
I moaned his name again as he inserted another finger, gently moving them in and out as his tongue continued to stroke against me. Unable to stay still, I lifted my hips in an attempt to get closer to him. His tongue began to circle me faster, and I groaned as his fingers hit a sensitive spot inside me. Sitting up, I tugged on his hair, pressing his mouth against me. “God, I’m going to come,” I said as his hand reached up and pinched my nipple. I cried out as my orgasm hit me like a freight train. He never let up with his mouth or fingers, and wave after wave of pleasure crashed over me, my body jerking againsthim.
After the longest and most intense orgasm I’d ever had, my body slumped back against the mirror, my breathing erratic. My eyes were closed and my heart was pounding in my chest. I felt Josh make his way up my body, lavishing kisses around my breasts and up my neck. He gently pulled me so I was sitting up, and I opened my eyes to see his face level withmine.
“God Josh, that just gets better every time,” I told him breathlessly. He chuckled and kissed my lips, his hand snaking up into my hair. The kiss soon became heated again and he positioned me at the edge of the counter. I wrapped my legs around his waist and he pulled me into his body. I could feel his erection, hard and hot between my legs, and I gasped as his hardness rubbed against me. The intensity of his kisses increased as I rocked my body against his and he moaned into my mouth. After a few minutes, he broke the kiss, leaving me breathless again and even more turned on than before. He lifted me up and I tightened my legs around him as he carried me across the room, putting me down next to the bath. He removed his boxers and I watched on shaky legs as his erection sprang free. He climbed into the enormous bath and sat down at one end, his arms open to me. I smiled as I noticed rose petals floating in thewater.
“Climb in,” he said, his voice raspy. I climbed in between his legs and sat down, my back to his chest. His arms circled around me and I dropped my head back onto hisshoulder.
“This is beautiful, the candles and the rose petals…thank you,” I said quietly, turning my head and brushing my lips against his stubbledchin.
“I’m glad you like it,” he replied, turning his head to kiss me. We lay in each other’s arms for a while, Josh’s hands resting on my small bump. “When’s your next doctor’s appointment?” he asked, gently stroking his fingers around mystomach.
“Next week, Tuesday Ithink.”
“Can I come?” he asked, sounding unsure. I sat up and turned around so I was kneeling in front ofhim.