Lili returns a few nights later fully alive and beaming. I’ve missed her terribly and want to show her just how much by taking care of her. A few days is all this man can endure without his siren. Maybe I can convince her to put on a certain outfit; those damn thigh high boots and that mini skirt of hers fucking do it for me.
I have averyspecial gift for mygood girl– if she follows orders that is.
Her new hairdo is down, a little shorter, and a lighter blonde. My siren is wearing an adorable navy-blue dress covered in sunflowers, it hugs her delectable hips and accentuates her waist and full breasts.
Magnifique.
My parents and Blake offered to take Hank tonight so I can have her undivided attention. They know how much this woman, my fiancée, has brought out the best in me. Everyone is happier, the world is brighter when I have her. Just imagine how blinding it will be when I can call her wife.
There is a work in progress I need to complete for her, it only has one stanza so far. I think I’ll name it,Her Beauty.
You’re a field of wildflowers
Dancing in a warm summers gust
A laugh holding immense power
That smile, warm with wanderlust
Now that I have her back, my muse comes to life. Lili will help me finish the other verses, only I need nothing more than to ravish her first.
She greets me with a hungry kiss then helps close up by turning off the neon beer signs in the windows as I continue cleaning behind the bar. I want rush things, be done here.
My woman needs me.
I need her naked, like, now.
The music blasts through the speakers a little louder than normal and whenI Don’t Danceby Lee Bricecomes on, I see her meet my gaze as she shakes her tempting hips and walks towards me as I round the bar.
I can’t look away.
Her body sways to the music like she was born for this. She crooks her finger in a ‘come hither’ motion.
My body stirs to life, and I just about forget that I despise dancing.
What we do on that open dance floor I wouldn’t call dancing.
Ooh, no. It was so much more than that.
Our bodies melded together, hearts racing, minds whirring over the prospect of wanting the other person naked right then and there.
I do as the song says and spin her around and around, the chairs all stacked on the tables and the floors freshly mopped. The lights are dimmed but I can still make out every feature of this spectacular woman before me.
When the song is finished and something more upbeat comes on, she swings away from me long enough to give a glimpse of her intense stare then she sets her back to my front and grinds her body against mine.
The temperature in the room skyrockets. My hands fly to her hips, and I press my body harder into her, revealing to her how much she is turning me the fuck on.
I growl and nip at her earlobe, a lust-filled roar escaping her. She is already panting, needing my hands to roam over her, cup her breasts, glide them lower to lift her dress and confirm how I have ruined her panties.
“Let’s get out of here.” I say low and deep in the crook of her neck, “I need to possess you, siren.”
“I can’t wait. Office. Now.” She takes my hand in hers and leads me in that direction.
I am unable to say no, we need to make new firsts in my office. There is a nice new couch just begging to be broken in.
The second we enter the small space I spin her around and pin her to the open office door. I clasp her hands over her head and hold her wrists high. I devour her mouth and she tastes like something familiar but I cannot place it. But I like it.
“What did you have before coming here? I want more of it.”