"She already failed her mission," I growled into Jess' ear. "Which means I'll sneak you upstairs and have my way with those tits before I have to get you back down here."
Heat spread across her cheeks, but she gave no other outward sign of reaction. But I knew better. I saw the way she bit the inside of her cheek and how she rubbed her thighs together.
"You may be embarrassed or say you don't want me to say things like that in public, but you love it." I nibbled on her earlobe, and she shuddered against me. My cock was rapidly hardening in my pants, and I had to shift behind Jess to keep from giving myself away. Although, almost everyone was loving how affectionate we were together.
Like a real-life romance novel.
"I do love it," Jess replied, her chest heaving up and down, making her breasts strain against her dress even more.
Damn it, I couldn't take it anymore. I grabbed her hand and pulled her from the room. I didn't bother looking back as we entered the elevator and rode up to our room.
I'm sure we'd get heckled when we came back down after lunch, but right now, I didn't even care.
All that mattered was Jess and making her come as many times as I possibly could before we had to return.
After all, that's what two people who were madly in love did in the books, right? Fucked every chance they got?
I knew how to keep my wife happy and living our real-life romance novel.
Because weren't an author and an audiobook narrator the perfect couple?
I thought so.