“Really?” My smile grows until my cheeks start to ache.
“Every. Single. Time.” Wes raises an eyebrow at me. “He likes you…”Twitch. “A lot.”
“Mmm… I’m sorry I make your life so hard,” I say, extending my leg over his hip. Wes holds my waist, rolling to his back and pulling me on top of him. He palms my breasts, kneading them as I sit up and straddle his waist.
“You keep doing that and it’s going to be a whole lot harder.”
“Isn’t that the point?” I laugh, rolling my hips and coating his cock in my arousal. Wes groans pitifully.
“In here, yes. Hotel patio, not so much.”
That jars something loose. “Oh! Is that why you wanted to stay and have another drink? I gave you a public boner?”
“Corinne, over the last couple of years, you’ve given me too many awkward public boners to count.”
“What did I do?” I ask, stroking my fingertips through the hair on his chest. I don’t remember doing anything sexy.
Wes picks my hand up again, tapping my pointer finger. “On the patio, you took this pretty little finger, dragged it through some leftover honey, and licked it clean. Twice.”
I shake my head. “That’s all it takes?”
“When it’s you, absolutely.”
“I should make it up to you,” I tell him brightly. Wes raises an eyebrow, waiting for me to explain. Instead, I rise up, notching the thick head of his cock at my entrance.
“Oh God, yes please,” he groans, broad hands gripping my hips. I lower myself slowly, making sure he feels every inch. “Corinne,” he growls my name. “Fuck, baby. You feel so damn good.”
Wes pulls on my hips, rocking and grinding me against him. He’s harder than iron and so large that I can feel my body stretch around him. We move together, taking our time. Being with Wes is unlike anything I’ve ever felt. He magnifies every emotion, every sensation. Things smell better when he’s near. They taste better. And sex? Holy hell.
I lose myself in him, letting the current of pleasure carry me away. His hand presses on my pubic bone and a finger circles my clit, sending stars popping behind my eyes. He feels so good I want to make it last forever, even though I’m about two seconds from climbing the drapes.
Wes cups my cheek in one hand. “Look at me, Corinne.” His eyes are heavy with lust. “I need to feel you come for me, baby.”
I lean into his touch, my gaze fixed on his. I roll my hips just a little faster and lean back, placing my palms on his thighs. I’m so close, my legs are shaking. Hell, my whole body is trembling. White-hot ecstasy slams into me as I scream his name.
“Oh, my God, yes. Give it to me, Corinne. Oh, fuck. You feel so good.” Wes coaxes me along, gritting the words through clenched teeth. Wave after wave of pleasure roll through me, and underneath me, Wes’ body shakes. His fingertips dig into my hips as he comes, pulling us together with a ferocity like I’ve never felt.
I collapse on Wesley’s chest, and for a second, I almost can’t believe this is real. I’ve loved him for so long, and all that time, he loved me too. It’s like someone turned my world upside down and gave it a good shake. But, like, areallygood shake.
Wes wraps his arms around me, holding me tight. “Thank you,” he murmurs against the top of my head.
I lift my face so I can look at him. Brushing my fingers through the salt and pepper hair at his temple, I grin. “For sex?”
“No,” he chuckles. “Well, yes, thank you for that, too. But for jumping into the lake like you did.”
I smack his chest. “You’re welcome. But never let me catch you doing something that stupid again, or you’ll go another four years without sex.”
Wesley pretends to shudder. “Yes, ma’am.”
I laugh, rolling sideways and stretching out next to him. “You know, if you need a new lab assistant, I just quit my last job.”
“I don’t know…” he sighs, staring up at the ceiling. “She was pretty irreplaceable. I could use a research partner, though. You know any brilliant geologists that are also great in the sack? She’d have to put up with me 24/7, travel with me, let me eat her pussy anytime I want… I know that’s kind of a big ask.”
“Oh my God, stop! A girl’s panties can only get so wet!”
“Psh.” Wes blows air through his teeth. “You’re not wearing panties. I saw to that. And when I find your underwear drawer, I’ll shred the rest of them. One less thing to slow me down.”
“You’re terrible!” I laugh.