When I wanted more from her, I slid my handup and reached for her ponytail to pull her head back, just enough so she couldcatch her breath while I kissed the edges of her mouth where she hid thosesecret smiles, the ones she saved for when she was writing on her laptop, lostin a different world she was creating from the start, brick by brick. I wantedto own those secret smiles just as much I wanted to own her beautiful heart. I wantedto be the reason for their existence.
When she ignored everyone and captured mymouth for herself, I went willingly, giving her more of my tongue and taking justas much from her.
Then I kissed her again.
And again.
And again.
And again.
I kept one of my hands on the back of herhead and let the other one slowly cup her ass so I could pull her more firmlyagainst my rapidly lengthening and throbbing cock.
If we hadn’t been clinging to each other,the hunger I felt for her, the way my world was spinning…it would have broughtme down to my knees.
My heart was ready to be hers if she wantedto take it for herself and keep it for an eternity.
I couldn’t stop.
Not when my body was aching to feel herhands on me.
Not when her mouth was giving me somethingI was desperate to have from her and only her, even though I hadn’t realized Ineeded it.
Especially not when she was clinging to meas if I was breathing life into her.
Then she was pulling away and looking at mewith lust and a little bit of surprise in her eyes.
“Hello,” she whispered hoarsely. I nippedat her lips and she gave me one of her secret smiles.
My first one.
“You sure took your time,” she said, hidingher face against my neck as soon as the words left her delectable mouth. Herwarm breath was whispering her longing against my skin.
Ignoring the room full of people around us,I asked, “You’ve been waiting for me to kiss you?”
She came out from hiding and looked into myeyes with the sweetest grin on her face. “Ever since I was a little girl.”Kissing me on the cheek, she added, “Thank you for making my dream come true.”
My heart ached with love for a little girl whoin some ways had always belonged to me. “Was it worth the wait?” I asked, myvoice gruff, my heart thundering in my chest.
She scrunched up her nose, her eyes focusedon my lips. “The jury is still out. You think we can try again, maybe?”
“Guys?” Lucy whispered urgently, just belowthe stage.
Olive stiffened in my arms for a moment asif she’d just remembered the bar full of people we were giving a show, but Icaressed her back and she melted against me. Then we both glanced at Lucy.
“I’m fucking loving what is going on here”—shemotioned between Olive and me—“but people have been filming the whole thing.Since you look like you’re ready to go at each other on stage, I thought maybeyou’d want to know before you start losing your clothes.”
Shit!
“We should leave,” I said to Olive andquickly got her down off the stage. No matter how quickly we left, I knew wewould be the talk of the night. With the videos and the news of our marriage,maybe even more so in the coming days.
Chapter Twenty-Six
Olive
I let Jason pull me behind him as we exitedthe bar and came face to face with a handful of paparazzi swarming us. Thebiggest grin I’d ever sported in my life fell off my face and I reached forLucy’s hand so she wouldn’t fall behind as the flashes started to go off inchesaway from our faces. Jason’s hand tightened on mine and he slowed his pace,falling a step behind us to herd us toward the private parking lot. I glancedat Lucy and saw that she was keeping her eyes down and trying to keep up withour almost running pace in her spiked high heels.
The paps kept asking me questions insteadof Jason, and I felt my panic spike when they started to close in on us. Whenone of them—a blond guy with the complete surfer look—got a little too closefor my comfort and caused me to almost knock Lucy down in my haste to get awayfrom him, Jason let go of my hand and shoved the paparazzo with a not-so-gentlepush on his shoulder. I let Lucy pull me closer, but Jason had stopped walkingto face the man, so we had to stop, too.