Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 24377 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 98(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24377 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 98(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
“Wow.”
She does a little turn, smiling radiantly. “That’s the reaction I was hoping for.”
This morning, after school drop-off, I gave her a key card to our hotel and told her to get ready for our date there. I knew the kids would be hanging all over her if she got ready at home and she’d have a hard time leaving.
I didn’t have that issue. I asked Cassie to come an hour early so I could shave, shower and dress in peace. Then I hugged Mae, Max and Ollie, went over the plans with Sam and Tate again and left to have a drink at the bar before Cam arrived.
“Is this a new suit?” Cam runs her fingertips down my lapel and I see she’s had her nails painted dark red.
“Yeah, you like it?”
“I do.” She gives me an approving look.
I pull out the high-top chair next to mine. “To answer your question, I’m waiting for my wife.”
“Lucky girl.” She smiles playfully and sits down.
I lean down and kiss her neck softly. Her soft, sensual perfume makes me want to forget dinner and go to the hotel right now.
“I’m the lucky one,” I say in her ear. “It’s all I can do to keep my hands off of you right now.”
She leans back slightly, her head touching my shoulder. “How long until dinner?”
“Too long. Another forty-five minutes.”
“Anything to drink, ma’am?” the bartender asks.
Our private moment ends abruptly as Cam sits up straight and clears her throat.
“Um...I’ll have a lemon drop, please.”
I shoot the cockblocking bartender a quick glare and take my seat next to Cam.
“How’s your day been?” I ask her.
“Absolutely amazing.”
“Yeah?”
“I went to the hotel spa for a massage and got my hair done. Then I took a bubble bath at the hotel and I sat in there reading a book for almost an hour.”
I hum with interest. “I would have liked to have been there for that.”
“I wouldn’t have gotten much reading in.”
“None at all. I like to think I can entertain you better than a book, though.”
She leans closer. “Better than anything.”
I shift in my seat, my erection straining against my suit pants. I’ve waited years for a night like this, so why does waiting a few more hours seem like an eternity?
The downtown restaurant we’re eating at is known for its steak. Once we’re seated at a table, Cam and I both order the filet. We talk about the kids—it’s impossible not to. But our phones stay face down on the table.
I enjoy watching her take her time cutting her medium rare steak into small bites and putting them in her mouth, savoring every bite. Getting to enjoy a delicious meal together is something we’ve both come to appreciate in recent years.
I wouldn’t trade our life for anything. I love every crazy second of it. But having the means to sweep my wife away for a night and pay someone as qualified as Cassie to take care of our kids while we’re gone is a privilege.
We share a serving of flourless chocolate cake for dessert, and Cam’s moan when she tastes her first bite is so sensual I get hard. Again.
I made sure to bring cash to pay the check so we wouldn’t have to wait for my card to be run. As soon as I tuck several fifties into the check folio, Cam gives me a sexy smirk and we both practically jump up from our chairs.
She has a hand on my thigh as we drive to the hotel, and it’s all I can do to keep my focus on driving. I had years of being with a different woman every time I had sex before I met my wife. It doesn’t come close to having something as intimate as we do.
I pull up to the valet and go around to open her car door, taking her hand. Since she already has a key card, we go right up to our room.
As soon as I close the door, I back her against it, caging her in with an arm on each side of her. Moonlight filtering in through the sheer curtains of our thirty-third-floor room is the only illumination in the room.
Her eyes are wide as she looks up at me, the swell of her breasts rising and falling as she breathes. I tell her, and hopefully show her, how much I love her every day. Tonight is only about showing her how much I still desire her.
I kiss her softly and then move my hands, turning her to face the door.
“Put your hands on it,” I say gruffly.
Her inhale is sharp. She complies immediately. I pull up her knee-length dress, feeling a garter belt as I run my palm up the bare skin of her outer thigh. When I move my hand between her thighs and cup her pussy through her underwear, she moans softly. I band an arm around her midsection, pulling her back to my chest and kissing her neck and jawline.