Page 61 of His to Love
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Alexa
Sitting on the end of the bed, my heart pounded. I couldn’t calm down. And I wasn’t sure that I wanted to. If Patton was going to be feeling sorry for someone he shouldn’t, then I honestly didn’t see a future for us.
But I had to admit to myself that the idea of leaving him hurt me. But there was more than just me to think about now. Patty was more important.
So what if I loved Patton more than I knew was possible? So what if our marriage was just about to truly begin? All that really mattered was the well-being of the baby I’d brought into the world.
My cell phone dinged, and I took it out of my pocket to find Patton had texted me:
“I was a fool. You are right and I am wrong. And I mean that. I’m taking Patty to my brother’s and I’ll be back to make things up to you. So, get your fine-ass ready because your husband is about to make you his wife in every way imaginable. P.S. I left a bottle of wine and a glass next to the bedroom door so you can have some while you take a nice long bubble bath. Get ready for our second honeymoon to start, babe. I love you to the moon and back. I’m sorry and I’m going to prove that to you very soon.
As I read his words, the anger vanished into thin air. “Oh. Okay. Good.”
Since that was settled, I typed in some loving words to him to let him know that all was forgiven, and I would indeed be getting ready for our honeymoon night.
I opened the bedroom door and found the wine and the glass. Taking them with me to the tub, I poured myself a glass and then pulled my clothes off as the tub filled up with shiny, fragrant bubbles.
Nothing mattered now that we were on the same page again. We could move forward now with nothing holding us back. And I’d never wanted anything more in my life.
The long nights must’ve caught up to me, as I fell asleep in the tub. I woke to find Patton looking down at me. “Hey there, Mrs. Nash.”
Blinking up at him, I smiled. “Hey there, Mr. Nash.”
He pulled a bouquet of red roses out from behind his back. “I thought you might like these. I wanted them to remind you of how sorry I am.”
“All is forgiven, mi amor.” I’d never been completely naked in front of him before, and thought it was high time for something like that. So, I slowly rose up out of the bubbles. “Mind handing me a towel?”
His eyes moved up and down the length of my body. “Oh, baby. Or should I say, oh, hot mamma?”
“Let’s leave Mamma out of this. Tonight, we’re not parents. Tonight, we’re a couple of people who have fallen head over heels in love and have just gotten married.”
His nod told me he was into it. Handing me a towel, he began taking his shirt off. Each button he unhooked showed more and more of his chiseled torso.
I sucked on my lower lip, as seeing his tight abs and pecs did things to me that bordered on obscene.I had no idea women could get hard-ons.
Once his pants hit the floor, revealing a saluting male member that seemed to be waving at me, I began to shake. Not out of fear. Not at all. I shook because I felt such a pure, visceral need to feel him inside of me.
Scooping me up in his arms, he carried me to the bed and unceremoniously laid me down onto it. “Just so you know, there will be screaming.”
“Screaming?” I asked just as he pushed my legs apart then yanked at me until my bottom was at the edge of the bed.
“Yes, lots of screaming.” Kneeling in front of me, he put his hands on my knees, making chills run through me. “And hair pulling, too. Lots of hair pulling. The more you pull my hair, the more I’ll do for you.”
His hands grazed along my inner thighs as I sat up on my elbows to see what he was going to do. My heart raced, my mouth watered, and somewhere deep inside my body, drums began to beat.
He kept his eyes on mine as he inched forward, getting closer and closer to my newly shaved area. “Nice.”
“Thanks, I thought about you when I shaved.” I smiled. “I had high hopes that you meant to use the whipped cream on me in this general area.”
“Later.” He licked his lips. “I want to taste you and only you right now. I’ve hungered for you for such a long time. I don’t want any other taste getting in the way.”
My mouth gaped a bit as he leaned in and I watched him as he kissed me softly. “Oh, God!”
“Easy, girl,” his lips grazed the spot again, making sparks fly through me. “Let’s take this nice and slow.”
“K.” I bit my lip, unable to pull my eyes off him.
