Page 72 of Impulsive Saint
“Oh yeah?” She smiled up at the ceiling as he unclasped her bra and the cool air of the room made her nipples tighten before he even got to them with his wicked mouth.
“Mmm.” he hummed, trailing his lips over the curve of one breast. “There are things on the bucket list we haven’t finished yet and I can’t take you home without accomplishing our mission.”
She raised her head to look at him in confusion, “But we checked off everything on the list.”
“Did we?” He smirked up at her as he lowered himself between her legs.
“I…” she gasped as his fingers pressed against her mound and then down, down until he was sliding one inside her. “I think so.”
“Do you?” he asked maddeningly, continuing to tease her.
She bit her lip, “Well, there was that whole one-night stand thing.”
His fingers stopped moving, “Don’t you even think about it.”
“I wasn’t.” she insisted. “You’re the one that brought it up. And while you’re inside me no less.”
“Mmm, so sassy when you’re in need of an orgasm.” he chuckled and went back to stroking her with his long, thick fingers. “But you’re also wrong.”
“Tyler.” she groaned, trying to focus on the pleasure he was building inside of her.
“You only wrote down the easy things we could accomplish on the trip that day in the diner when I had you make the list. I know there’s more, and we aren’t going home until I get a chance to make all your dreams come true.”
She arched into his touch and moaned as he did the thing that drove her crazy with his fingers. He curled them inside her, touching that all too sensitive spot and began to thumb her clit at the same time. Her body instantly tightened and her hips twisted, craving more of the exhilaration only he could give her.
“I think you’re my dream, Tyler St. James.”
“That’s my girl.” he muttered softly, “Love you, Ashtyn. Love you so damn much.”
“I… I… I love you too.” The words stuttered out of her as an orgasm swept through her and her eyes closed, her body quaking through the tremors. When she forced her eyes open again Tyler was still between her legs, staring up at her with a look of amazement. She frowned, “What?”
“Did you really just tell me you love me for the first time while screaming out your orgasm?”
Ashtyn’s cheeks heated pink. Had she? Well, that was kind of embarrassing. She did love him. She knew she did, but she’d been very careful to only admit to falling for him. She hadn’t used the four-letter word that started with L because it had seemed too fast, their relationship still too unstable, but apparently her brain had given up the fight while Tyler was delivering her the deepest pleasures of her life.
“Yes?” She tried for a wide smile, unsure if he was annoyed or just surprised.
To her great relief he chuckled and moved up her body to kiss her again. She wrapped her arms and legs around him and welcomed him inside her, her body having adjusted to his size enough that he could push deep in one smooth thrust that felt like two puzzle pieces finally coming together. Tyler smiled down at her as he began to thrust and her heart gave another squeeze of pure joy and adoration.
“Well if I’d known that’s what it took to get you to say the words, I’d have kept you in bed and given you so many orgasms you wouldn’t have been able to walk, just to hear those sweet words out of your mouth.” He leaned down and bit her bottom lip in the way that she loved. “I want to hear it again.”
Ashtyn gave a teasing smile, “Then I guess you better make me come.”
“Your wish is my command.”
He took her mouth in a hard, possessive kiss and proceeded to make love to her until they were both weak, sated and thoroughly hoarse from calling out during their climaxes. They ended up staying another two days in Las Vegas but they never saw another inch of the city except for out their bedroom window. And as for the drive back to Nashville… it took them two weeks.
Two blissful, fun, adventure filled weeks of love that would be the foundation for the relationship that would last them a lifetime.
Epilogue
Six years, seven overseas trips, four white-water vacations, two snow-skiing adventures in Canada, and one bike-ride through Bolivia later…
“Ashtyn!”
Tyler wiped a stream of sweat from his forehead and leaned against a tree. It was too damn hot out here to be hiking. He’d tried to tell his beautiful girlfriend that before they left the house hours ago but she was just as stubborn as she was gorgeous, and she’d insisted the weather was only going to get worse as spring turned to summer so they had to do it today or wait until fall. He would have been perfectly content to keep her in bed and tackle this particular hike in October when the weather was cooler and the trees would be shedding their gold and crimson leaves, but Ashtyn had been determined and if there was one thing he had learned in the years they’d spent together it was that once his woman got something into her head there was no talking her out of it.
“Slow down.” he admonished when she turned back to look at him from a dozen paces up the incline. “We’re not in a hurry, sweetheart. It’s a hike. It’s supposed to be fun.”
