“Oh my God, Max, you scared the shit out of me!” she shrieked as she slammed her fist across my shoulder.
God she’s so beautiful. I have to find a way to leave Aspen and be with her in California. I just have to.
“I’m sorry, sweetheart, I just wanted to come up and help you…..um…pack?” I said as she sat up and yawned. I made an exaggerated motion to her empty suitcase.
“I know…I wanted to reorganize.”
“I see that,” I said sarcastically.
“Hey, now, I was working really hard matching everything. I was just about to finish and repack when Joanie called me. How’d the meeting go?” Wilson twisted on the bed.
“Well, there’s paperwork that needs to be filed. And Gary and I need to work out some logistics with the timing. Anyway, Joanie called, huh? What did she have to say?” I asked, trying to change the subject and be as casual as possible. I noticed Wilson’s nose creased and her lips twisted at my answer. She could tell I didn’t want to talk about what happened downstairs.
“Nothing much. Just that she is going back with me to California. I guess she had some magical awakening that she should be with me….you wouldn’t happen to know anything about that, would you?” Wilson asked as she placed her fourth pile of clothes into her suitcase.
“Nope, I have no idea,” I teased.
“Don’t play me, Max. I know you called her,” she retorted as she stood up off the bed.
That’s when I noticed something black and lacey in a pile of panties on the bed. Holy shit, when did she get this? I raised my eyebrow and smiled. I twisted my fingers through the straps and held the silky garment aloft in front of me; it was some super-hot lingerie. Suddenly I felt everything I had pool down below my belt.
“When did you get this, Wilson?” I swallowed roughly as my mouth watered. Damn, what I wouldn’t give to have her put this on right now.
“I bought it before we left.” Wilson grabbed the g-string panties apparently the matching piece, and held them up. “And these go with it too.”
I wanted to find some sexually charged remark to say, but I couldn’t even find the words. I just swallowed hard and wiped the drool from the side of my mouth. She noticed how tongue tied I was, smiling wickedly. She crumpled up the panties and tossed them at my face.
“Why didn’t I know you had this packed?” I asked, sheepish.
Wilson snatched the lingerie out of my hand and answered in a low, provocative voice. “Well, it was supposed to be a surprise for the first time we…you know.” Her face turned bright red as she turned her back to me and placed the lingerie back into her suitcase.
“Are you embarrassed?” I slipped my hands around her shoulders, trying to stop her from packing.
“As if,” she sang as she stretched across the bed to snatch up the last pile of clothes. “I’m just bummed that I didn’t get to wear it for you,” she murmured as she turned around facing me.
I slid my finger under her chin, pushing up just enough to make her look me in the eyes.
“As sexy as that lingerie is…I don’t need it. You turn me on no matter what you’re wearing.” I noticed as a familiar smile crept across her face, the same smile that clung to my gut and made my body react to her.
“Maybe I should wear it for our last night together, before I leave?” Wilson teased as she slipped her fingers through my belt loops and pulled my hips closer to hers. The pressure against my zipper grew as I swayed my hips slowly. She blinked real slow as she slid the tip of her tongue across her bottom lip, biting it between her teeth. The hair on the back of my neck rose as my lips found the space between the top of her breasts and curve of her neck. I felt her flesh tighten and react to my lips while her hands automatically tangled in my hair.
“Maybe?” I breathed against her fragrant skin. “There’s no question, you’re wearing that for me tonight,” I huffed against her skin as I pushed my hands against her back, urging her body against me. I dragged my tongue along her jawline, mapping my way behind her ear. Her breath sped and I had to feel her flesh under my touch. I slipped my hands down and pulled her top off her shoulders. Dragging my nose across her skin, inhaling every need we both had, my bottom lip followed my tongue as I traced my way across her skin and down to her exposed shoulder.
“You keep doing this you’ll never see me in that little black sexy thing,” she sighed, urging me to kiss down the swell of her breast.
I want to make love to her right now. Truthfully, I wanted to keep her in my bed until I had to let her go. I wanted to feel her legs around me, feel her quiver when her muscles tighten, and her hips sway as she consumes me. I wanted to hear her moan, listen to her laugh, kiss her tears. I didn’t want to let her go. I wanted to keep her there with me forever.