Page 65 of Raspberry Cake
That was all he needed to climax himself, cum spilling over his fingers as he watched his woman come for him. “Oh sweet, beautiful, kitten…” he hummed the words against her inner thigh, kisses peppering her skin.
“I needed that,” she panted. “I missed you.”
“Let me spoil my queen then.”
He did as promised, soaping her up from top to bottom. When she saw the black sleek dress he’d chosen for her, she seemed confused.
“Isn’t that a little… fancy for The Cheesecake Factory?”
“We’ve got something else to do, remember?”
More than curious she watched him pull out his black button up and newly shined boots. “Does this mean you’re wearing your hat?”
“I am.”
“And I can wear my boots?”
“I was hoping you would.”
An hour later, he instructed her to park on the JC Penny side of the mall and walked her into the store. When she saw the photo studio, a bright smile warmed her face.
“We’re taking pictures.”
“Yes, ma’am.” Then he grunted, her hand smacking his thigh. “Sorry, force of habit.”
“Don’t you two sweethearts look fantastic.” A woman emerged from the back, showing them the way to the studio. “I’m Lena and I’ll take your pictures today. Would you like to take pictures with or without the wheelchair.”
“Both,” he intervened before Eveline could make any type of decision. She rolled her eyes at him, so he softly clarified, “I’m not here to hide who you are.”
Cheeks rosy, she smiled up at him. “How sweet of you.”
While Lena picked a background, he scrolled through some of the inspiration pictures he’d saved the night before. “Maybe we can try a few of these.”
Eveline excitedly scrolled through them, loving the ones where he would dip her wheelchair back and kiss her. Lena was just as excited and threw in her own suggestions along the way.
After the pictures with the wheelchair, Eveline transferred onto a cute wooden bench Lena set up in front of a floral background. He took the seat next to her, pulling her legs into his lap and stealing a few kisses while his hand teased under the hem of her dress.
When he thought they had gotten a few good ones, Eveline shyly asked, “Can we try some where you hold me up? So it looks like I’m standing?”
“Of course.”
Holding her by her hips, he tried to make it seem as if she was holding her weight on her legs while Lena straightened the dress.
Eveline held on tight around his neck, fingers in his hair. She gazed up at him, eyes glossy with unshed tears. “I love you, with all my heart.”
“If you keep looking at me like that I’ll cry,” he warned, but rested his forehead against hers. “I love you too, Eveline. No force in the world could keep me away from you.”
She demanded her kiss, the camera clicking away in the background. Only when the kiss turned salty did Renley pull away, both sets of cheeks wet. “Thank you for doing this for me.”
“Anything for you, kitten.”
Softly, he sat her back into her chair before they looked at their pictures, loving all of them. He massaged her scalp as they made their way through the mall, Eveline smiling widely the whole way. He’d been on the fence about the pictures, worried that it was too cheesy, but Eveline’s bright smile made it all worth it. Seeing how much the moment had touched her made him glad he’d gone through with it.
Shannon was waiting by the door when they arrived, brows shooting to his hairline when he saw them. “Well, I’m underdressed.”
“Show him,” Eveline demanded, nudging Renley.
“Show me what?”
