Page 108 of Dream Mates
He nodded. “As much as I want you all to myself, please spend more time with Spencer. He’s a good travel buddy and you can bring him with you when you start speaking at shit. I mean I will go anywhere you want me to, but I don’t even like going to conferences for my own sector. But you… the things you’ll do…”
“Thank you for believing in me. I’d love to speak at colleges and encourage people to go after their dreams.” I kissed his temple.
“I love that.” He kissed me back, his hand running up my back making heat build inside me.
We finished our beers, and he cleaned up, while I lazily laid on the lounger enjoying the beachy air and the fire.
“Oh, um, Grandma found one of my sketchbooks.” Wes sat down with me. “Look at you.”
“Awww.” I drew my finger down the picture of me. It looked like a precursor to the one that won an award.
I flipped through it as he finished cleaning up. He came back out and turned off the fire pit.
“Bedtime.” Wes scooped me up in a princess carry, sketchbook and all.
“Mmmm, don’t need to ask me twice.” I buried my face in his shirt.
As nice as this was, I wouldn’t mind making use of that big bed. Though we should probably shower first.
Like he knew what I was thinking, he brought me straight into the bathroom, putting the sketchbook on the dresser. While the bathroom lacked a tub, it had a nice, big shower with several shower heads. A shelf held very beautiful bottles of soap, shampoo, and conditioner.
Wes turned on the water. Slowly, he undressed me.
“In you go.” Picking me up, he placed me under the warm spray.
The water was perfect, but instead of raising my face to it, I watched Wes undress. Mmmm, those abs. The infinity heart tattoo on his chest. The military tattoo on the shoulder I always liked to bite.
His tight ass.
That cock. By its state, it was happy to see me.
“Gimmie.” I made grabby hands.
“Yeah.” He grinned, revealing his dimples, as he climbed in and pulled me to him.
“Yeah.” I looked up at him.
“All of me or just my cock?” Wes laughed.
I pulled him down to me and kissed him long and deep. “I love every inch of you, Boo-Bear.”
Wes pushed me up against the shower wall, adjusting one of the shower heads so I wouldn’t get cold. His body pressed into mine. “You mean that?”
“You know I do.” I sighed as he slipped his hard cock into me, his clean laundry scent permeating the shower.
“I know. Because I can feel it right here.” He put my hand on his heart, the other hand toying with my clit as he thrust in and out of me. “I feel you so much more now. I love you so much.”
Love and devotion flooded me as my body exploded. I sent all my adoration back to the man I loved until the end of the universe.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Jett
…nine…ten…eleven…twelve…I finished my set of pullups as the scent of sour lemonade filled the gym we had in the basement.
Hopping down from the pullup bar I turned to Evan who leaned in the doorway.
“Hey, what’s wrong? Bad day at work?” I wiped my sweaty face off with a towel.
