Page 15 of Big and Bold
Still smiling hours later, I lie back on the bed. I want to pull Annie against me, but she’s been a little bit like a newborn foal just finding her legs, and I don’t want to spook her and ruin the perfect day.
Annie groans as she stretches out on the bed.
“Tired?” I ask her.
She groans again. “Exhausted. I think we walked miles this afternoon. I liked your idea of walking around downtown after lunch, but I think you had ulterior motives.”
I just smile in her direction. Now that I’ve decided to let my guard down, I feel happier and lighter. “Ulterior motive, huh? What do you think my ulterior motive was?”
She rolls toward me, leans up, and puts her head on her hand. “Do you know how many times you introduced me as your wife today?”
I press my fingers to her arm. “What? I’m proud that you’re my wife, Annie.”
She shakes her head, and her smile turns strained. “I’m sure we’re the talk of the town. We broke up, we’re back together, and next month?—”
I cut her off. “You will still be my wife.”
She sighs softly and lays her head down on the pillow. “Dustin?”
I smile into the darkness. “Yeah, baby?”
She scoots toward me. “I’ve been thinking.”
I suck in a breath. I’ve been hard this whole damn day, and I’m barely hanging on. After holding her last night, I’ve decided this is pure torture on my part, but I’m still not letting her out of the deal. I want her in my bed. “Thinking about what?”
She stutters. “I uh, well, I uh, miss you.”
I tense. “I’m right here, honey. I’m trying, I really am, but I can do better. Tell me what you need from me and I’ll do it.”
When she doesn’t answer me, I lean toward her, wanting to comfort her. “Baby, you don’t have to miss me, I’m right here.”
She scoots closer, and her hand flattens on my chest, pushing me backwards. “Dustin, I mean, I miss being with you.”
My heart stutters in my chest, and I freeze for all of two seconds before I tug her onto me. “You want to know what I miss, Annie?”
Her voice is soft. “Yeah, D, tell me.”
I lift her on top of me, and when she’s settled, I put a palm on each of her ass cheeks, pulling her against my hard cock. “I miss this. I miss having you in my arms.” I suck in a breath, tightening my hold so she can’t run. “I miss being inside you.”
She looks torn. “D, we know that sex between us is good. That’s never been a problem with us.”
I gulp. “I know, and I’m not asking for more right now. I’m just happy to have you in our bed… where you belong.”
She jostles on top of me, and I firmly stop her. “Honey, now, too much more of that and I’m not going to be able to stop myself.”
Every muscle is strained as I try to stop from flipping her to her back and driving into her.
Softly, she breathes, “Well, what if I don’t want you to stop?”
I groan. I want her. I need her so badly I ache with it, but I don’t want to fuck this up. “Annie…”
When I don’t say anything else, she leans back and then forces her body off mine, sliding to the side. I go with her, determined to keep close to her. “Annie, wait…”
She puts her hand against my chest. “Stop. It’s not a big deal. I just thought… but it’s fine, if you don’t want to?—”
I gasp. “Don’t want to? Hell, honey, I want you more than anything.”
She sighs. “Then why… I don’t understand.”
