Page 26 of Always Be My Baby

It took us three hours to reach Chicago. The lights of the city when you headed down Lakeshore Drive at nighttime, all those skyscrapers to the left and the frigid frozen water of Lake Michigan to the right, it was a sight to behold. Lee’s eyes sparkled, growing huge, as she took in all the sights. She’d been to New York City for culinary school, the same as me. And I could only assume she foundthatexciting. Everyone who went to New York City for the first time found it exciting. But it was nice giving her a new city that she’d never been to before. Every memory that we built in Chicago we were going to build together. And that made it even more special.

Given that I’d once lived in New York City as well, driving in the big city traffic, although crazy hectic, didn’t really bother me. Our biggest obstacle came from changing lanes. The nose to nose traffic made it almost impossible to switch lanes. It felt like a game of Double Dutch where you bounced on the balls of your feet waiting for the precise moment you could jump in. That was driving in Chicago. Eventually, we made our way to the hotel, per the directions on my GPS. We weren’t staying in Chicago proper, but rather outside of it. I just wanted to take her for a drive along Lakeshore, especially at night. I wanted to see that gleaming in her eyes. I wanted her introduction to the city to be something special.

The hotel certainly didn’t disappoint from the outside. Wood siding, large picture windows with warm light spilling out between the shadows of the romantically dark parking lot. With a fresh coating of snow glistening from the light, we really couldn’t see the landscaping, though it was clear they had hedges and of course, trees. If she thought this was good then she wasn’t going to believe what was in store for us once we made our way to our room. I picked up both bags, offering out my bent arm for her to take. We walked inside the lobby to check in. It was gorgeous. All the dark woods, clean lines, and neutral decor.

The staff was very helpful with check-in. As he handed me the keycard, the clerk looked between Lee and me and smiled what could only be considered a knowing smile. “Enjoy your stay with us.”

“Oh, I plan to,” I called over my shoulder as I headed off towards our room.

Lee squeezed the arm she still held on to, scrunching her shoulders up in excitement. “This place is amazing,” she said. “I’ve never even heard of it.”

“Just wait until you see our room.”

When I’d decided on this trip, I’d decided to go all out. It was only two days, which meant it needed to be a powerhouse. When we finally opened the door to our suite, we got the full picture: a giant king-sized bed, covered in crisp, white bedding, with folded towel animals—they might have been dogs—kissing in the corner. There was a sauna, a massage chair, a huge bathroom with a walk-in shower, and a tub that would fit six, and—here was the most exciting part—its very own swimming pool. Slide included. Hot tub attached.Inside the suite. When I found this place online, it was safe to say my mind had been officially blown. Whoever heard of putting a swimming pool inside the hotel suite? Was it cheap? Absolutely not. Was Lee worth spending whatever I had to spend to give her a good weekend? One hundred percent without a shadow of a doubt.

She continued to stand in the doorway, taking in the room. Her eyes full of wonder. Shock and awe written all over her face.

“I’ve never seen anything like it. It’s… It’s…Indescribable.” Then she tackled me. I dropped the bags on the floor in order to hold her up as she wrapped her legs around me. She kissed me with greater intensity than I thought she’d ever kissed me before and I returned it matching her mood as I walked over to the bed and laid her down, putting a knee to the mattress.

I only broke away from the kiss for long enough to ask, “What do you want to do first?”

With her lips still partially pressed to mine, she managed to get out, “We’re doing what I want to do first.” Every breath pressed her chest against mine and I felt her hardened nipples through her thin work blouse.

Lord help me... Same here, sweetheart. More than she knew. More than she could ever know. The woman just did it for me. She always would. And because of that I was hardly able to move my thoughts past the most basic primal urges, dropping another kiss to her jaw. “I suppose I should ask,” I said, panting heavily. “Wheredo you want to do first?”

She managed a laugh, all breathy and full of sensual appeal. “Never had sex in a pool before.”

Perfect. I barely came up for air, pressing my mouth to every bare inch of skin on her body as I undressed her while she frantically tore my clothes from mine as well. Then I lifted her again and walked us over to the pool. The hot tub flowed into the pool, warming it some, but didn’t think enough. And since I didn’t want even the tiniest shock of cool water to cool here off, I sat us down in the hot tub first.

Lee leaned her back against the tile wall while keeping her legs tight around my waist. I wanted to toy with her, to play with her, to get her good and ready. But when she cried my name, all bets were off. “Girard, please,” she begged, and who was I to deny her anything?

She was ready for me. Flushed and slick, as I slid inside her, she gave me the look—the look of pure, unadulterated euphoria.

“Move, dammit,” she cried as she gave up waiting on me and began moving her hips to meet my incoming thrusts. God, this was so hot. She knew exactly what she wanted and she took it. We worked each other as far as we could work in the water. That was when I decided to really get down to business and lifted her, still connected, and moved us to the massage chair.

I set her down, intending to go harder, when she flipped us and began riding me. With no cumbersome arms to prevent her from getting the traction that she needed, Lee worked me. We bucked and tussled. This wasn’t making love. My mind and my muscles shut down momentarily, as if pulling energy into my core for the most catastrophic orgasm of my life. And then I exploded.

Lee’s face as she found hers made it hard for me to fully appreciate the continuous rippling effects of my climax because she was just so damn beautiful to watch.

She fell forward, planting her face against my neck as we both searched out breaths that didn’t want to fill our lungs. I couldn’t move. At this point, I wasn’t even sure I was actually still alive. That sayingdied and gone to heaven—that was what sex with Marilee was all about.

“Happy early Valentine’s Day, sweetheart.” I finally managed to get out. She sort of laughed as she struggled to catch her breath.

“I don’t know what that was, but promise me we’ll do it again.”

Now, I didn’t know if that could be duplicated, but I was willing to spend the whole rest of the weekend trying.

We eventually moved from the massage chair to the bed, where I kept her up way past her bedtime.

While Lee fell asleep in my arms, I stayed up watching her. It wasn’t the first time I’d watched her sleep, nor would it be the last. It just still amazed me that this woman had been right under my nose for so long and I hadn’t seen it until Christmas. But now as I watched her taking those little snoring breaths—no noise, just little puffs of air—I knew I’d made the right decision asking her to move in. Although now I knew for a fact that simply living together wasn’t enough. I wanted our lives tied together.

Probably about late morning, we finally woke up. She stretched next to me, putting that gorgeous body on display again. Immediately, I wanted to go back at it, but I had to feed her first, so I called down to room service. Everything on the menu sounded utterly decadent. It took her a bit to decide on what she wanted to eat. My answer was still Lee, but that would have to wait. She ended up ordering lobster Eggs Benedict with all the sides they had to offer. As it sounded really good, I ordered the same for myself.

“Would you like to actually see the city?” I asked her because wewerein Chicago. I thought part of her wanted to stay in bed, but part of her wanted to see the sights as well.

Her answer came in the form of pushing up from the bed. She walked over to her bag still sitting on the floor. When she opened it, she gasped, closing it again right away. I joined her where she stood. She had a full body blush going on.

“What is that?”