Page 52 of Feel It All

“Oh, God. More, more,” I plead.

“That’s my girl.” Each thrust is harder, and I can feel him getting closer. “Fuck, Winry.” His fists fall, bracing himself on each side of me, and he lets out a low growl and I can feel his orgasm take him over. My legs fall off his shoulders, and he gives out the last few strokes of his climax.

We stare into each other’s eyes, heart pounding, trying to catch our breath. Graham brushes the hair away from my sweaty face. “I love you.”

“I love you too, Graham.”

He rolls to the side but keeps my body flush with his. He lightly strokes my hair, and I am tempted to drift off to sleep in his arms.

“Mm, as much as I want to stay here naked with you, our reservations are in a half hour, and I am determined to take you on a real date.” He places a quick kiss on my nose.

“Half an hour? Damn, I need to clean up.” I try to get up, but he grabs my arm, pulling me back down. “Graham, I’ve got to hurry.”

“I’ll let you go, just let me clean up the mess I caused first. Let me get a towel and I’ll be right back.”

“Okay.” My head falls back on the comfy pillows, and I take in this moment of pure bliss.

A warm towel comes down my center. I lean up and watch Graham clean me. Why must everything this man does be so erotic?

“There we go, now you’re free to go.” He rolls my body slightly to the side and gives it a playful smack.

I saunter to the bathroom, my knees still a little wobbly. When I get in there, I am in awe yet again. There is a big walk-in tile shower with a waterfall-style showerhead in the center; we will definitely be showering together later.

I turn to the mirror. Thankfully, I don’t look as bad as I thought I would. I grab my makeup bag and touch it up. My hair still has its loose curls from this morning, so I just add some dry shampoo to cover the sweat and give it a little volume. I throw on my dress; it’s not usually my first choice, but it fits in with the theme of this bed and breakfast perfectly. It’s a light green floral sundress with a sweetheart neckline and a slit up the left side. I add some jewelry and slide on my nude heels.

I head back into the room where Graham is also sliding on his shoes. He has on a nice pair of black dress pants and a white button-up shirt with just the right amount of button undone, and his black sports jacket is on the bed next to him.

“Wow, don’t you look handsome?” I stroll over to him, and he stands up off the bed.

“‘Wow yourself.” He takes my hand and twirls me around. “You look gorgeous, buttercup.”

“Thank you,” I grin.

“Come on, let’s go.”

I grab my purse, and we head down the stairs. We can hear laughter coming from the living room, so we poke our heads in before we leave. A family who I assume is also staying here is in the middle of playing a game with Jace, Mary, and Sage.

Mary spots us first and her eyes spark with joy. She bounces off the couch, marching toward us. “Oh, look at you two, all dressed up. Where are you taking her, Graham?”

“Don’t ruin their fun, Mary, let him surprise her,” Jace walks up, nudging her.

“I am just so excited that Graham has a girlfriend. I have waited years for this,” Mary pouts at her husband then at Graham.

“Why don’t we have some beers by the fireplace when we get back?” Graham says, leaning in and giving Mary a quick kiss on the cheek. “I promise I’ll let you tell her all the stories of us in high school.”

“Deal,” she clasps her hands together and bounces up and down. Jace pulls her into him and mouths “sorry” to us over her head.

Graham takes my hand, and we walk out to his car. “So, where are you taking me?” I ask as he opens the door for me.

“Like Jace said, let it be a surprise,” he winks.

We pull out of the parking lot. Graham has one hand on the steering wheel and the other on my thigh. It only takes about ten minutes to pull into this fancy restaurant called Rivulet that sits right beside the river. Graham gets out and opens my door for me. He holds out his hand, so I take it.

“You look so beautiful, Win.”

“I feel it, you make me feel beautiful.” I squeeze his hand.

The corners of his mouth turn up, and he places a quick kiss on my nose. “Good, because you are.”

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