Page 42 of Our Unexpected Beginning
We’re together.
Wes:
Good. Mel was worried when she didn’t message.
Graham:
Mel wasn’t kidding. Last night was a lot.
Wes:
Are you good?
Graham:
We will be.
Wes:
Good. Are you guys heading back already?
Graham:
No, I was thinking we’d take a little detour.
Wes:
Oh, your girl just LOVES surprises! Ha!
“Hey,” Julia’s sleepy whisper turned his attention to the bed.
Wearing only his shirt, she stretched her arms and propped herself on herelbow. Her hair was a sleep tangled mess, and Julia huffed it from her eyes. “You didn’t slip out while I was sleeping.”
“No, kitten, I didn’t.” Graham set his cup down and climbed into the bed. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her softly.
“You have coffee mouth,” she accused playfully. “I hope you brought enough for you.”
“A thermos actually.”
She blinked at him with surprise. “Should I be offended that you think I need that much, or thankful you were prepared?”
Graham laughed and trailed his lips over her shoulder and up her neck. “Well, I thought that since plans changed for both of us this week, we’re going to take advantage of it.”
“About that.” She pressed her hand to his chest, attempting to deviate from his quest to bruise her skin with his teeth.
“Yesterday was a string of unforeseen but should have been prepared for events. In my defense, Melody was supposed to come.”
Julia gasped with the realization. “I forgot to text her! Shit.”
“Wes knows we’re together. It’ll keep.” He ghosted his lips over hers. “Hush. No more unpleasant talk.” Graham tightened his hold and cupped her ass, cradling her body tightly against his. “This is how I should have greeted you.”
Julia hummed happily and pressed her lips against his. The kiss grew needy and she boldly sought his tongue with hers, her nails scored into his back.
“Yeah. That’s it.” Graham pulled her bottom lip with his teeth. He pulled her on top of him and she automatically straddled his hips.
He groaned and bucked beneath her. Her body fit so well against his and the need to be inside her grew. He gripped her hip tightly and rocked her body over his, her wet pussy rubbed against his sweats. She cried out from the friction.
“Look at you, you’re such a needy mess.”
