Page 48 of What I've Tasted of Desire

Pussy…

“Is that the safe word, or are you just calling me names again?” I grumbled.

I shook off my thoughts, grabbed the towel slung over the shower door, and scrubbed it down my face with a long sigh. “Oh, Alex.”

I walked back into his room naked, continuing to dry myself off as I did so. Alex liked looking at my body, so I figured the least I could do was give him a free show. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, scrolling through his phone. He looked up as I entered the room, and he smiled, taking his time to take his ogle me. He did it so shamelessly!

You worked your ass off for that.

He had already dressed, looking fucking adorable as always.

“Hungry?” I asked, walking over to him and bending over for a kiss.

“S-starving!”

Of course you are. There’s nothing left in that little tummy of yours, my naughty little angel.

Alex clung tight to my side as we walked through the hotel lobby and into the dining room. As we waited in line for the hostess, Alex turned his head every which way taking in the wooden craftsmanship and adornments that lined the dining area. He loved historic architecture and design so much.

“Two, please,” I said cheerfully. She nodded and gestured for us to follow her back to our table. When Alex didn’t budge I looked over. “You okay?”

Alex turned his head and nodded.

“You kinda zoned out there for a second.” I brought our entwined fingers up to my mouth and kissed his knuckles.

“Sorry,” he smiled. “It’s so beautiful in here.”

He’s so happy.

“It sure is.”

We ordered our meals, and I even convinced Alex to split a strawberry crêpe with me as an appetizer. After the waiter left, Alex fidgeted with the corner of his napkin.

“Whatcha thinkin’ about?”

“That I wish we could live here forever.”

His answer caught me by surprise. “Oh yeah? At the hotel?”

All those millions divided by 200 dollars a night? For years? I mean, it could work if that’s what he really wants.

“It’s been such an awesome c-couple of days. No stalker, no work, just sex in comfortable beds, and ridiculously good food. We should just stay here forever.”

Deal.

I shook my head. “Nah.”

“Well, excuse m-me,” Alex said, grabbing his chest in feigned dramatics. “Never mind, then!”

I chuckled and reached across the table to take his hand. “I mean, it’s nice, but I don’t want to be here forever.”

“Oh, where do you want to b-be?”

“I want to be in a log cabin up in the mountains, surrounded by trees and nothingness. No car horns or screaming vagrants on the street. The only gunshots we would ever have to worry about would be the ones from my hunting rifle. We could snuggle up in a comfy couch in front of a roaring fireplace as the snow drifted down around us outside the windows. No one would be able to find us unless we wanted them to.”

“What would we even d-do with our lives in the middle of nowhere?”

“Whatever we wanted. I would hunt, and we could fish. Plant a garden with vegetables and herbs and cook over a wood stove… I could have my way with you on bear-skin rugs.” I wiggled my eyebrows up and down.

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