Page 52 of Always Been You

He reaches around me and turns the water off before stepping out of the shower and wrapping a towel around his waist. He reaches for another towel, wraps it around me, and places a kiss on my forehead. We dry off and head into the bedroom, where Josh notices that I have stripped the sheets off the bed. He turns to me with a questioning look.

“How come you stripped the bed?”

Heat climbs my cheeks. “Um, I just wanted to make sure they gave us clean sheets,” I say before making my way to my bag and digging in it for clothes for today. He walks up behind me and wraps his arms around me as he leans down and places his mouth right beside my ear so that I can feel his hot breath on my skin.

“You mean because you squirted all over my cock as I fucked you from behind?” he whispers.

I can feel my body tense in his arms and I stop looking for clothes. Josh turns me to face him. He looks me in the eye and brushes my hair behind my ear.

“Babe, it’s nothing to be embarrassed about. If anything, it makes me proud that I made you do that.”

“I’ve never done that before.” My voice is soft, and I try to look anywhere but at Josh’s face.

He grips my chin and forces me to look him in the eyes. “Babe, that just means that I did something right where other men haven’t. Please don’t be embarrassed, because I plan to make you do that again and again.”

He holds eye contact with me before I nod slightly. He bends down and kisses me as he reaches around me and slaps my ass.

“Good. Now let’s get dressed so that we can head to breakfast. I was thinking we would hit up a museum and then grab some lunch supplies before heading on a walk and having a picnic.”

“Sounds good!”

I turn around and grab a pair of panties, capri leggings, a t-shirt, and a bra out of my bag and quickly get dressed before putting on some socks and runners. Once dressed, Josh grabs a backpack and we head out. Finding a restaurant nearby, we head in and grab a table. We order and make quick work of our food and head to the grocery store, where we buy some water, snacks, and food for lunch. We then make our way to the First Nations Museum, where we wander through the exhibits and watch a quick video about the nearby tribes.

We spend the rest of our day walking through Whistler. When we are ready for lunch, we find a nice clearing where we settle in for a picnic. We walk hand in hand talking about everything and nothing. I take pictures of the trees and flowers, and Josh takes a few selfies of us. After hours of walking, we make our way to a small pub where we grab dinner and a few drinks and then head back to our room in the hotel. After a shower, we climb into bed, where Josh proceeds to give me three more orgasms, and I fall asleep in his arms.

We wake upthe next morning, pack our bags and put them in the car before we grab a quick breakfast at Timmie’s. When we finish, we wander around the village, popping into different stores. Most of them are tourist shops with Canadian merchandise. I find a Whistler Christmas ornament that I buy for my tree later this year.

We stop at the Olympic rings and get pictures; someone offers to take our picture for us, so we get a few together before settling on the grass. I lay down, staring up at the sky, watching the white clouds above move in the light breeze. Josh lies beside me and holds my hand as we lay there in silence, just watching and listening to the sounds around us. There is a certain stillness being here. Tourists are moving around the village, but it’s nothing compared to the city. My free hand plays with the soft grass beside me and I inhale deeply, enjoying the clean, fresh air.

“This is what I loved to do in the park by my old place, lie in the grass listening to children play, people riding their bikes, the water lapping nearby, watching the clouds overhead,” I say wistfully.

“I don’t take enough time to enjoy this. Maybe we can do that together. Enjoy more time outdoors.”

I turn my head toward him with a smile. “I’d like that.”

We continue to lie there for a while before we get up and head to the car, hand in hand. Josh drives us down the Sea-to-Sky Highway, we listen to music, and I watch the landscape change as we drive down from the mountain to the water and make our way into the city.

When we get home, Josh grabs our bags and we make our way upstairs, where he drops our bags in the laundry room so that we can throw everything into the washing machine.We make our way into the living room, and I settle onto the couch. Josh follows me and places a kiss on my forehead.

“I have to get a few things done for work. I’m going to grab my laptop. I’ll be right back.”

I nod, grab my Kindle and the blanket off the back of the couch, and get settled in. I continue the book I was reading before we left. Josh comes back and settles on the middle cushion, throwing his feet up on the coffee table, and gets to work. We stay like that in silence, enjoying each other’s company. I eventually nod off. I wake to Josh holding my Kindle, his eyes scanning over the screen and changing pages.

“Um, what’s up?” I ask, watching him carefully, not sure which of my books he’s chosen to read. He looks over at me with a smirk. “So, this is what you like to read?”

I blush. “What book are you reading?”

I need to know just how intense the book he chose is. Is it one of my dark romances? Small town? Feel good?

“The one you were reading when you fell asleep.”

My blush deepens. I was reading a dark mafia, arranged marriage romance before I fell asleep. Josh places my Kindle on the coffee table and leans over me.

“Is this where some of your list of ideas came from? Does reading these books make you wet, Olivia?”

My mouth goes dry. I look over Josh’s shoulder, not being able to look him in the eyes. I nod slightly. He grips my chin and forces me to look him in the eyes. “Olivia, look at me. I like to hear the words. Do these books make your pretty pussy wet?”

“Yes.”

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