Page 49 of Cherish

We throw our heads back and laugh, but I lean down and kiss her mid-laugh. With her mouth already open, it’s easy for me to slip right in. Her lips are salty but soft. She sighs into my mouth and presses her body against mine as her delicate hands caress the back of my head.

When my body starts to wake up, I pull away.

“I brought you here to tell you something, but you keep distracting me with your mouth and with these.” I lay both hands on her breasts.

“I can control my mouth,” she says, laying her hands atop of mine. “But I can’t control these.”

“Thank goodness for that.” I squeeze them again, and she moans.

“Hurry up and say it so we can go. I want you, Jason.” She tilts her head and tries to kiss me again, but I take a step back and remove our hands. I hold both hers in mine as I look into her eyes.

“I’ve thought about this all weekend. I wanted to tell you the first day we got here, but groomzilla called and interrupted the moment.” My speech is as hurried as the beating of my heart.

“Tell me what?”

“How I feel about you. I know we just burst into each other’s lives. I was totally unprepared for you, but you were what I didn’t know I needed.” I stop talking and look down at our joined hands. “God, did that sound corny? I don’t want to sound like one of those Hallmark Channel movies Mellie watches.”

She opens her mouth to speak, but I quickly cover her mouth with my hand. “What would you say if I told you I love you?”

Her eyes widen, but she doesn’t speak right away. She takes a deep breath, and I hold mine. The wind blows, and a piece of her hair blocks her face, forcing me to move it behind her ears. She inhales at my touch, and her eyes fill with tears.

“I don’t know what I’d say. I guess you’d have to tell me first.” A lone, stray tear falls, and she quickly wipes it away. Despite the darkness, I can see the pinkness of her cheeks and the glow of her eyes, more tears just about ready to fall. “You love me?” she finally manages to choke out.

“I know it was fast, and it’s only been a couple of months, but that’s how I feel. I think I fell in love with you that very moment we collided, and maybe I lost my ability to speak so I couldn’t tell and scare you off for good. You’d have run from me then. I fell in love with your beauty, but then I fell in love with the rest of you. You’re everything I didn’t know I wanted. You’re funny, beautiful, and kind. I know you didn’t want to be with me at first, but I hope that now—” I stop talking, unsure of what to say next. “I’m fumbling this, aren’t I?” I take a deep breath.

“Start at the beginning.”

“The beginning?”

“Yes, the question you asked before you went on that long soliloquy.”

“What would you say if I told you I love you?”

“I would say, I love you too. I would say that maybe you knew before I did that we would have this all-consuming love. Maybe you saw our connection, and I was late to the party. You talk about how I’m beautiful, but you Jason, you live beauty and love in everything. You’re the selfless one out of the two of us. Maybe I’m everything you didn’t know you needed, but you’re more than anything I’ve ever wanted. You’re everything to me. I was a fool when we first met, but I’m the luckiest fool on the planet because you didn’t give up on me.”

I pick her up and spin her around, our screams and laughter the only sounds on the deserted beach. With her still in my arms, I carry her back to our shoes before we run back to the car.

When we get off the elevator in the hotel, she takes off her heels, jumps in my arms and wraps her legs around me, uncaring about her dress bunching up at the waist. I pin her against the wall the minute we step into the room, kissing her neck and cleavage.

“Hold on, Jason.” She moans between kisses. “I want to get cleaned first.”

“But I want you dirty.” I capture her mouth again and walk us over to the couch, where I drop her with a loud plop. Her mouth opens, letting out a whoosh sound at the sudden movement. Without giving her a second to protest, I get on my knees in front of her and stick my hands between her legs to remove her tiny little thong, tossing it into a far corner of the room.

I waste no time in lifting her dress above her knees, exposing her bare pussy. The second my tongue hits her clit, she’s moaning and calling out my name. She lifts the dress and runs her hands over my head. She’s both sweet and salty as I play with her cunt. I slide one finger inside of her, and she wiggles on the couch.

“Oh, Jason.” She sighs, breathless. “Yes.” I continue, bringing her to the edge. When I know she’s close, I stop and pull my pants down to my ankles. I lift her and take her place on the couch, positioning her so she can straddle me.

Knowing exactly what I want, she places her hands on my chest as she lifts her body from my lap. I hold my cock, aligning myself at her entrance. She slides down, her pussy hot, wet, and stretching to accommodate me.

I grab her ass in both hands, squeezing her flesh so hard, I know my handprints will be on her skin for days to come. She continues to ride my cock as she sucks on my tongue, simultaneously grinding on me.

I don’t know where my body ends and hers begins, but she breathes into my body, giving me life. I absorb it all. I take it all. Her moans increase and I can feel her stiffen on top of me. She breaks the kiss and looks into my eyes, showing me the most beautiful sight.

“I love you,” she says as she spasms on top of me. As good as she feels, it’s those words that push me over the edge to my own release.

I come inside of her, filling her with my love.

It takes us several minutes to catch our breath. I stay inside of her until I soften enough to slide out. I can feel remnants of our lovemaking sliding out of her.

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