Page 111 of Pick Six
“You had this in your bag the whole time?” I look up at him.
“Yeah. It’s been so hard to hold off this long. I really wanted to wait until we got to the beach. The end of the world spot you were talking about, but I couldn’t wait any longer. You know. So I hope you don’t mind the location.”
I glance around and several people are staring at us, pointing out our little scene to friends near them. Normally I’d hate this much attention being focused on me, but I’ve learned to adapt. Being with Alex means people stare, but I don’t mind.
“No, I don’t mind at all. I love it. I love you.” I stand on my tiptoes to kiss him, and he wraps his arms around me, kissing me like his life depends on it. The way he feels, wraps me up in his arms, the smell of his cologne, and the sound of his heartbeat—will never not make me feel like I’m home.
“I love you, Saint. I wish I knew a better way to tell you how much, but the ring will have to do for now.”
We get our certificates,find our hotel, collapse for a long nap, and then get up and take showers with the idea that we’re going to find a nice restaurant to go out and celebrate for the night. But by the time I finally get out of the shower, I’m thinking I’d much rather spend a night in with Alex than be out on the go again.
“How much would you hate it if we put off a celebratory dinner one more night?” I give him a doubtful face and bite my lip because I know he was looking forward to it.
“We can get room service if you want.” He looks up from his phone and smiles at me.
“Are you sure? I’ll rally if you want, but I kind of like the idea of a night in.”
“Saint, I don’t care where we go as long as you’re there and at some point, there’s food. It’s all good as far as I’m concerned.” His eyes run over me and then back down to his phone. I walk over to him and wrap my arms around his shoulders and kiss his cheek.
“Okay. What are you doing?”
“Just answering a few emails. This new agent is getting me deals left and right. More than I can take. And we’re still in closed-door negotiations so he gave me some more updates on that,” he mumbles as he types out a sentence.
“Hmm. Okay. I think the rest might have to wait for another day though.” I slide my hand down over his chest and abs, splaying my fingers and kissing the side of his neck as I do it.
“You think?” he asks absently.
“Yes. I think you need a reward for this gorgeous ring and that proposal,” I whisper.
“You’re my reward, Saint,” he answers softly, quickly typing another sentence out. I can tell I’m distracting him though by the errors he’s making. I grin against his skin, kissing him again and flick the tip of my tongue over his neck.
I slide my hand lower, palming him through the sweats he has on where he’s already starting to get hard for me.
“Fuck, Saint,” he curses, dropping his phone to the table and leaning back in the chair.
“I need you. It’s been too long,” I whisper, sliding under the waist band and wrapping my fingers around him.
Even though it was low-season on the trail we hadn’t really had much time alone in the hostels and boarding rooms where we’d been spending our nights. There weren’t even good places to dodge off into the woods, and we’d definitely tried. Between the circumstances and how exhausted we were every night, it was probably the longest dry spell between us since we’d started seeing each other.
“You’re fucking telling me,” he mutters, his eyes sliding closed.
“Go sit on the bed so there’s more room for me to get on my knees for you.” I let go of him reluctantly and nod my head.
His eyes flash to mine, pure lust written in them, and he does what I ask without question. Stripping out of his sweats and boxer briefs on the way. I grin at how easily he complies. Xavier is a whole hell of a lot easier to manage than most people would think, you just have to know the right way to handle him.
My legs are tired from all the walking and my muscles complain a little as I get down on my knees, taking my time as I run my fingers up his thighs. It’s worth it. I would do anything for this man. Anything to make him even half as happy as he makes me.
I run my fingers over the length of him and take him in my mouth. I’m still perfecting this, being able to take all of him, because of his size. But thankfully I’ve had Mackenzie’s advice and tricks on my side. I try not to grin at that thought and the fact that we’re going to get to tell them all the news tomorrow. I can already guess the reactions that will come.
“That excited to suck me off or you got something else on your mind, Saint?” he asks, and I realize his eyes are open again and he’s watching me.
He leans forward to run his fingers along my jaw, and I run my tongue over him one more time before I answer.
“Just thinking about telling everyone that Xander Xavier wants me to be his wife,” I answer, a playful smile on my lips.
“Fuck, you keep up like that and I’m going to need to marry you now. Have to go back to the cathedral and see if they can fit us in.” His thumb runs over my lower lip as I stroke him.
“Oh no. We’re doing the big wedding. With the dress and all the things. Just be careful I guess, when you pick the best man.”
