Page 53 of Should've Been Us
Chapter Twelve
The next fewdays passed in a blur of sunshine, wedding activities and late night sexcapades. Well, the sexcapades weren’t exclusive to the late nights. Connor dragged Lulu away for some private time any chance he got, morning, noon or night. He hadn’t been lying when he told her he intended to give her enough orgasms to overcome all of her lingering doubts about them. And he thought that he might, finally, be getting through to her, not just with all the amazing sex but with all the other ways he’d upped his game to show her he was serious about making themwork.
He brought her coffee in the morning, just the way she liked. Usually after he’d woken her up with his face between her thighs. Sometimes he let her sleep in and brought back breakfast, then waited and took her in the shower. He loved getting to wake up beside her and see her soft and warm fromsleep.
It felt like he’d been waiting his whole life for this week, for this chance withher.
They’d spent their days, once they were vertical, sated and dressed, doing all the activities their friends had scheduled for thewedding.
They’d had another dance lesson, one where he’d growled every time he had to see the other groomsmen touch Lulu. For the first time in his life, it hadn’t been Derek he wanted to pummel but instead, every other Harper. When Connor had finally gotten her alone again he’d gone full-on possessive caveman, pinning her down and taking her hard from behind while he spanked her ass and forced her to tell him she washis.
They’d gone to couples yoga too which had been far more fun than he’d given it credit for when he saw it on the invite. Then again, seeing Lulu in a pair of skin-tight yoga pants twisting and turning and shaking her ass had made him regret all the times he’d avoided her yoga classes at the gym. He’d been so damn hard by the time the hour was up that he’d barely made it back to their room before he was dragging those tights off her and having her ride him with that same roll to her hips she’d teased him with the entireclass.
They’d spent a day just the two of them snorkeling on a reef not far from their bungalow. They’d seen beautiful fish and other sea-life. Lulu’s smile had been so beautiful in the blue of the ocean that he’d kissed her until they’d both nearly drowned. They’d been laughing when they finally made their way back to the beach and that night, when he’d made love to her it had been with those same smiles of pleasure on theirfaces.
Not a day had passed since that first one on in Mexico that he hadn’t gotten to enjoy the taste of Lulu on hislips.
They still fought. That couldn’t be helped. Sometimes he was a jealous bastard. Sometimes she was a hothead. But instead of turning to tearing each other down, they almost always ended up cooling down and then having make-up sex. The few times they hadn’t taken the time to cool down first had been some of the hottest sex of his life, simply tearing at each others clothes and fucking hard until they didn’t have the energy to argueanymore.
It had been a good week so far and every day only got better. She was opening up to him. Being sweet with him. She didn’t mind being with him in front of the others. She let him hold her hand and kiss her and they’d made no secret of the times they’d snuck off for sex only to come back looking debauched andsatisfied.
And that was the only word Connor could come up with as he rolled off Lulu after another round of hot, fast, hard lovemaking that took his breath away and had her panting and sweaty as she rolled up next to him to cuddle in the aftermath of theirorgasms.
Satisfied. He was finally satisfied. Happy. Content. Lulu was his, in bed and out of it, and she would be his when they went home to Fate in a couple of days. Back to their real lives, back to their own apartments and houses and jobs, they’d go backtogether.
“Mmm.” Lulu nuzzled his damp chest, “Somebody looks awfully satisfied withhimself.”
He chuckled when she read his mind and shot her words back at her, “Somebody sounds awfully satisfied withherself.”
“You do aim to please and you hit the mark everytime.”
“I…” He started to respond but the sound of his cell phone ringing on the nightstand interrupted him and he groaned. “Hold that thought,babe.”
He kept one arm around Lulu and reached for the nightstand with his other. He squinted in the mostly dark room until he could make out the name on the screen and then put it back down after turning off the ringer. He scooted back into Lulu’s warmth but she shot him a confusedexpression.
“You’re not going to answerthat?”
“Nah. It’s notimportant.”
Lulu raised an eyebrow, “One of your groupies trying to schedule a hook-up?”
“Groupies?” He laughed, “God no. First off, I don’t have groupies. There are women I’ve slept with in the past who would like to think it meant more than it did but I’d hardly call themgroupies.”
“They’re total groupies.” Lulu snorted, “Groupies trail after hot guys, flashing their tits and all but begging for a ride. If you want proof you have groupies, look no further thanAmber.”
He groaned at the mention of the most annoying blonde on the planet, “She’s let up since I made it clear you’re the only woman I want in mybed.”
“Yeah? So why’d she hiss at me that when you get tired of me and toss me out of your bed she intends to be right back init?”
“She did what?” He growled, every muscle in his body going tight with anger. “That conniving little… Dammit, Lu. I’m sorry you have to deal with her. For the record, she never spent a single night in mybed.”
“Just got down and dirty with her at the Roadhouse?” Lulu’s voice sounded teasing but there was something else there that made his heart warm because he thought she sounded a little bit jealous and God, how long had he been the one that was a jealous mess? He wouldn’t let her have to deal with his past conquests though, not Amber and not any of the rest. He’d make it clear to them all that he was with Lulu for good as soon as they got back toFate.
“I’ve never taken a woman home to my bed, Lu. It was never a place I wanted them because they didn’t mean anything to me.” He brushed his thumb under her chin, lifting her gaze to his, “Not like youdo.”
“Technically I’ve never been in your bedeither.”
“A problem I intend to rectify as soon as we get home, baby.” He rubbed his thumb back and forth over her bottom lip, wondering if he should tell her what he’d been thinking and then deciding that he’d never hedged with her before and he didn’t want to start now. “I want you there with me. In my bed. In my house. In my life. I want you with me all thetime.”
