lesbian with no sausage tendencies.”
Zeke didn’t know if he wanted to groan or laugh, so he did a bit of both and gathered her close. Smiling against the crown of her head, he simply held her.
Her honesty floored him. Being able to process all of that and also being able to own it so completely was one thing. Being able to tell him what she was thinking in such an articulate way was something wholly different. And trusting him enough to know he would never betray her emotions?
Fuck.
She wrecked him and he wanted to give her the same power in return.
“I would never bring another guy into our relationship. Not ever. You’re mine. And I have no desire to touch another woman. Ugh. My stomach just turned over with the thought. But seeing you with another woman? Another woman pleasuring you? You getting to explore that? So fucking hot.”
“Fuck, you do it for me,” she whispered.
“Stole the words right out of my head,” he confessed.
He hugged her close and kissed her head. “I’m going to get you dressed and home so we can nap together. Sound good?”
“Sounds heavenly.”
“Any more work to do before we leave?”
She laughed. “Don’t care.”
Best. Girl. Ever.
Taking an extra shirt that he’d brought with him out from the bag, he redressed her. Then he pulled out a tiny pair of black panties he’d had in the bag for some time. He helped her stand and then helped her into them.
“Are those… Are those the panties you took from me when we were on the last cruise vacation? When you were my stranger?”
He slid them all the way up, and settled them on her. “Yes, they are.”
“You’ve had them ever since?”
“Of course,” he answered as he bent to grab her shorts from earlier, helped her into them and then stood with her in his arms.
“But they’ll get wet.”
“Exactly,” he added with a nod. “I like them dirty. They’re my special keepsake from our dates together. So I’ll be taking them back as soon as we get home.”
A giggle slipped free as she relaxed in his arms and settled against his chest. “I’m the luckiest girl on the entire planet, you know that?”
“And why is that?” He pretty much knew what she was going to say, and he’d admit he just wanted to hear her say it.
“Because you’re mine.”
Fuck. Hearing it was even better than he imagined. He locked the door as they left, intending to come back for the blanket and other stuff later. Now he wanted to do nothing but care for his wife. Because she deserved everything he had to give her and more. “Yes, I am.”
“Forever?” she asked, as her hand wrapped around his neck to hold him close.
He kissed her forehead and carried her from the room. “Always.”