More Than I Wanted(41)

Slowly we made our way back to kissing, but the mood had changed and we both knew it. We decided to take a break, and start again later. I pulled my shirt back on, but left it partially unbuttoned. Carefully I scooped up my bra and tossed it on the coffee table.

“Ooh, I forgot, I picked up some champagne, give me a second,” I said hopping up and heading to the kitchen.

He showed up right behind me, “Do you need help with the cork?”

“Sure, if you want to do it, there’s a towel over there so it doesn’t go flying.” I got up on my toes and pulled out two glasses from the cabinet. I could barely reach, but if I stretched my arm just enough I could get them.

I heard the large pop of the cork releasing, and placed the glasses near Austin on the counter. After pouring the bubbly, he handed one to me, and took one for himself. “To us,” he toasted.

“To us,” I repeated, taking a small sip of the champagne. It was the perfect combination of sweet and dry.

I tilted my head looking at my guy. He was amazingly sexy. I flashed back to the day I first met him, and broke out in a smile. I was a lucky girl, because he was all mine.

“What are you smiling at?” He asked, suspicious of my sudden grin.

“I was just remembering when we first met. You looked so hot! I was instantly struck by how handsome you were. And your body, mmmm.” I smiled at my lover, “I kept trying to steal glances, hoping you wouldn’t catch me.”

“I was hot?” He said, pretending to be wounded. “Have I lost my boyish good looks all ready?”

“Hardly,” I said, “I just pinch myself sometimes, realizing that you’re mine. You barely batted an eye at me the day we met. I was all drooling and stuff and you barely flinched, yet here you are standing in my kitchen, totally in love with me.” I wore a silly grin.

“You’re right about that, I am totally in love with you,” he leaned in and gave me a sweet, simple kiss. “How could I not be? You’re warm and kind, gorgeous, and you’re just the right amount of naughty.”

“Well, come on lover boy, let’s go get naughty together now,” I teased, placing my glass down and skipping to the bedroom. Chasing behind, Austin pounced on me, and together we landed on the bed.

“I’m going to miss you so much,” I sighed. I wasn’t ready to let him go, not yet. I knew I didn’t have a choice, but it didn’t change the fact that I ached to have him by my side daily.

“I know,” his fingers were pushing my hair out of my face. “But when I get back, it’s over. I’ll be able to get out. My time will be up, and then I’ll be on inactive reserve. This is it, baby. Get through this with me, and we’re home free.”

I nodded, “I’m not going anywhere.” I was sure of it. They weren’t just words, I meant it.

“Now, wasn’t this off earlier?” He said, helping me unbutton my shirt again. I rolled off of the bed, and stripped my slacks and panties off.

“Your turn,” I edged. I loved watching him undress – never got tired of it. He was like moving art, beautiful to watch.

Austin stood and removed his clothing. Kicking his shoes off, he finally slipped out of his shirt and jeans. Standing in his skivvies, he did a little playful dance, and then stripped them from his body.

“Ooh, you’re cute and hard. I like that combination in a man,” I winked.

He smiled and showcased his body, playfully posing for me. As Austin sat back down, his legs remained on the floor. I climbed on his lap and pushed him back so that he was lying down. My legs bent up beside him, and I pressed my chest into his, layering sweet kisses on his lips.

His arms were strong, and as he embraced me our kisses grew more heated. I carefully positioned myself on his hardness, and slowly lifted my hips, then lowered them, feeling him penetrate me. With a gentle thrust from below, we moved in slow motion, enjoying the sensation of being bonded as one.

In and out, in slow motion we moved together. My sighs turned into soft moans, and as he reached down to cup my ass, his movements picked up pace. The sounds of love were in the air as Austin filled me. I held on fast, letting him take control from below, and with a final thrust I let out a groan.

My body stiffened, and I needed him to stop for a second while I regained composure. Finally relaxing, Austin continued until he reached his own peak.

His words were tender, “You angelic, I love watching you.”

I blushed, but it was sweet.

“That was exquisite,” I purred. “Look at you tempting me like this,” I said. “If you keep making me feel this good, I’ll never let you leave.”