Page 86 of Beau & Autumn

He chuckles, lifting his weight off as he gazes down at me. His lopsided grin warms my heart. He’s still inside me and makes no plans to move and my heart constricts at the feeling between us; it’s love. I know it’s love. This isn’t just sex or friends with benefits. This is… something else.

“Nope.”

I frown. “No? Was it not goo—” I don’t get to finish the sentence. His mouth covers mine and I gasp. His tongue finds me again and we kiss like long lost lovers. Not two friends who tricked everyone we love into believing we’re married.

My head pounds.

This is definitely not going to be a hardship.

“It was perfect,” he finishes when he finally lifts up. “And I want to do it again.”

My eyes go round. “Again?”

He laughs. “Don’t look so horrified.”

“I’m not,” I say. “I just… I’ve never been with anyone who could do it more than once in one night.”

He’s unperturbed by my explanation, but his mouth comes to my ear. “I don’t give a shit about anyone else you were with before me. They were obviously dumb fucks who don’t know their way around a beautiful woman’s body.” Holy shit, yes! “So I’m gonna change all of that. If you’ll let me.”

He’s not even being arrogant with it. He knows he’s good, and that’s okay with me.

I nod. “Yes… Yes, I want that.”

There’s that grin again, lighting up his handsome face. He pulls out and I already mourn the loss of him. Then he flips me over again so I’m on top. “Take it off and roll on another one.”

I do not deserve this man. This sex God in my bed.

We’re going to do it again?

My heart leaps in my chest and I can feel my whole body flushed and warm. My face especially is burning. Not with embarrassment this time, but with lust. With absolute lust. I’m going to remind Beau Clarence Bassett that I can be a good wife. That performing my marital duties is an absolute pleasure. One I insist on.

I don’t know if I’ll ever get my fill of him. But tonight? Tonight I’m just going to enjoy it. Tomorrow I’ll worry about how we go back to what we were, even if deep down I know we’ll never be the same again.

24

Beau

I lay against the pillows with my arm curled around the back of my head while my wife is cuddled into my side, resting one hand on my chest as she sleeps. I’ve been watching her since I woke up.

And she looks so damned content that I don’t want to wake her. Her face is so peaceful and content. Her soft breathing stirs something in my heart; love. I love her.

I just can’t deny it anymore and I need to tell her.

And it’s not just because of what we did last night, even if I loved every second of it.

We played until all hours, enjoying each other and making love until we were so exhausted we fell asleep. Autumn is like no woman I’ve ever met before. The way we fit together, the way she responds to me. It drives me wild. I dread to think what the time is now, but I don’t really care.

I feel content in myself, and it’s not a feeling I’m familiar with. I go about my life and my daily schedule the same as I always have, not unhappy, but not jumping from for joy either. Kinda just going through the motions, my feelings neutral and somewhere in the middle of being happy and just getting by. I’ve nothing to complain about. I love what I do, but I think there’s been a big piece missing from my life. And that missing piece is now snuggled in my arms.

It feels different now. With Autumn living with me and being with each other every day, it’s brought out something in me that I never knew was there; I’m protective. I want to hear about her day. I want to tell her things. I want to tell her everything. It’s something I never knew I could have. She makes me want to be more, be better and I want to put in the effort because to see her smile, and to see her want me, it makes everything worthwhile.

It makes me feel like the luckiest man on the planet. I don’t even care that this whole thing was supposed to just be a marriage of convenience for a while, to suit us both like we agreed. But we’ve gone so far past that now, I don’t even know what the agreement was to begin with. The lines are blurred.

She stirs a little and I reach down to kiss the top of her head. She’s so warm and her body feels so comfortable flush up against me. Her arm resting on my bare chest feels like it’s always been there, and now I need her in my bed. Every night.

Yeah, we’re still naked. We showered after and fell asleep cuddling each other.

I haven’t been able to go back to sleep because, one, I want to hear the first thing she’s going to say when she wakes. I’m worried she’ll back out and everything will be ruined. I know she worries about things and I want to take that away, but I don’t know how. This is supposed to be fake, after all. And two, I just want to watch her and relish in this time together. Being alone like this without anyone around is what we both needed. I’m sad that Ruth acted the way she did, but she’ll have to get used to it because I’m not going anywhere.

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