Marital Bliss(13)

“Yeah! Maybe I can find something to take back for the girls too. I wonder if the wine was done locally.”

“I’m not sure they’ll appreciate a bottle of wine with our names and anniversary on it quite the same way we do.”

Mischa snorted and shook her head. “No, but I thought it would be cool to order some bottles for Christmas, with labels on them. Sort of a holiday present.”

“You are a great friend.”

“I am.” She kissed him softly on the lips before stepping around him to get out of the shower. She glanced back and gave a wolf whistle. “Nice ass.”

He gave it a shake that had her bursting into gales of laughter. She loved her man.

She hurried through drying off, wrapped her hair in a towel and stepped out to see he already had the suitcase opened on the bed. She grabbed a short, flirty dress and a soft pair of hip-hugger panties. Her husband loved them. Dressing, she quickly flew downstairs to grab the information and two cups of coffee.

There were several places she’d like to take a look at in town. Maybe they could plan to spend today looking around and then tomorrow or one other day this week walking the trails. That would be easier than trying to cram it all in one day. The wine and strawberries were still on the table so she headed into the bathroom and sat the coffee on the sink countertop. The wine would be fine and the strawberries would taste great this morning.

She towel dried her hair then ran a brush through it. She finally ended up pulling it up into a high ponytail. Clint was stepping out as she dusted a light powder over her face and put a little shadow on her eyes. She didn’t wear much makeup but she always felt naked if her eyes were bare.

“I love that smoky thing you do with your eyes. Looks sexy as hell.”

“Why, thank you.”

“Coffee,” he sighed, reaching for the cup she’d brought up for him. It was probably a good thing that they both loved coffee so much. It was easier in the morning when you both had that need for coffee.

She blinked on some mascara, and leaving her lips bare, turned to really greet her husband good morning. Setting his cup aside, she wrapped her arms around him and leaned in for a long, leisurely kiss. He tasted of coffee and Clint and she sighed in contentment.

“Good morning,” she said slowly, easing her mouth from his.

“Definitely. How you feeling this morning?”

“I’m good.” When he just looked at her, she shook her head. “I’m a little sore, but in a good way.”

He grinned at her. “Yeah?”

She nodded and then he was kissing her and she could feel his happiness rising against her.

“Down boy,” she murmured. “If we start that, we’ll never leave and you promised me a day out today.”

He snickered. “It has a mind of its own. He’ll settle down if you promise him a reward for being good later.”

“I promise that what I have in mind for tonight will be more fun than you can imagine.”

“What kind of fun? Dirty? Kinky?”

She thought of the body paints and sheets she’d brought. “Yes.”

Clint lifted his brows at her and Mischa shook her head again. “I’m going to grab some shoes and head down.”

Clint groaned. “You have to use a phrase like ‘head down’ now?” He glanced at his cock.

She just snickered and snagging her cup of coffee, skirted around him and out of the bathroom. “I promise the wait will be worth it.”

Clint followed her out into the loft bedroom. “I know it will.”

“Breakfast here or grab something in town?”

“You want to head to town first?”

“I thought maybe we’d spend today checking out some of the places she listed and then another day walking the trails. Sound okay?”

“Whatever you want, honey,” he said, pulling on boxer briefs and then shorts. “As long as I’m with you, I’m good.”

“I love you.”

“Love you too.” He smiled at her. “Feeling adventurous today?”

She looked up from buckling her shoe. “What’s on your mind?”

“I brought a few things with me too,” he told her. “Like the vibrator we used in the shower.”

“Oh really,” she grinned.

“I have a little something maybe we could try out today.”

“Okay.”

He took out a bag she didn’t remember seeing in their suitcase and revealed something. “It’s a mini vibrator that you insert. It has an attachment that slips up between your lips and rests on your clit.”

She took it from him. “It looks like a butterfly.” It went off in her hand and she jumped and almost dropped it. Her gaze flew to him and he held up his hand with a remote. “Oh my god.”