Page 87 of A Sip of Sherry

Ben looked down from the ladder, grinning despite how exhausted he had to be.“Careful, you keep talking like that and I might make you come up here and polish them yourself.”

I lifted a shoulder.“I’ve done worse in heels.”

His eyes darted down my body as he slowly made his way off the ladder.“If I didn’t know better, I would think you’re trying to distract me.”He stepped closer, desire pooling in his irises.

“I am.You’ve done enough for today, and I happen to have a pre-wedding ritual I’m hoping you’ll help me with.”

“What’s that?”he asked, as his hand snaked around my waist and pulled me close.

“Hot showers, a glass of wine, and you.”I poked his chest.“In my bed.”

“Sounds like a great tradition.Definitely one I can get behind.”

“Mmm.”

His mouth crashed down on mine, capturing my lips in a clash of lips and teeth.He backed me up, pinning me against the barn door as his hands slid to my waist, fingers curling into the fabric of my pants.

The chaos of the day faded and all I could focus on was us.

I tugged at the hem of his shirt, forgetting where we were for a second.

Ben’s hand stilled on mine, and he eased back, breaths coming in jagged bursts.“As much as I want you to strip me right here and now, there are still some workers about.”

“Good point.”I nodded, my lips still on his, wanting more than what I already had.“Plus, don’t want to risk messing up any of our hard work.”

His hand pressed against the hardwood above me.“Exactly” He captured my lips again, this time slower and filled with the passion that burned so intense between us.“Go home.Get ready for me.I’ll be there as soon as everyone is done for the night, and I can close up.”

I pouted.“Don’t make me wait too long.”

He kissed me again, harder this time.“Trust me, as soon as I can get out of here, I’ll be racing to you.”

“Promise?”

“Always.Now go.”He kissed me one last time, then pressed a kiss to my forehead.“See you soon.”

“Maybe I should stay,” I said.“This is my event.”

“And you did everything you possibly can.You need time to relax and unwind before the big day.I got this.Trust me.”

The words hung between us, a reminder of the secrets, lies and betrayal that all accumulated before we got here.But that was all behind us now.“I do trust you, and I love you.”

“I love you, too.”His hand snaked out, pulling me tight, his lips finding mine.Desire coursed through me, moisture pooling between my legs.

He drew away slowly.“Damn it.You turn me into a fiend.”

“There are worse things,” I joked as I stepped back.“I’ll be waiting.”I winked over my shoulder, and he lunged, giving my ass a nice smack.A laugh burst from me as we glanced at each other with smiles on our faces before going our separate ways.

I glanced around the property one last time, beyond pleased with how everything was coming together and excited about what was to come.

Chapter 31

Ben

It had been forty minutes since Sherry left me hard in the barn.I should have been stripped down and in the shower with her, her legs wrapped around me, steam coating our skin as I thrust hard and deep into her.Instead, I was still here on the phone with the rental company for the third time, trying to track down the missing set of gold-trimmed chargers that apparently got “misplaced” in transit.

My phone buzzed, and I pulled it away from my ear to see a message from Sherry.

Sherry: Waiting… also can you grab the seating chart?I want to give it one last look with a glass of wine, fresh eyes, and hopefully recovering from a very relaxing orgasm.

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