Page 87 of Never Stop

Easton grabbed my hand and led me out. He looked at the wall in front of us and then went in the direction of our room number. “You’ll see,” he replied.

I laughed nervously. “You and your surprises. Are you going to tell me where we’re flying to tomorrow?”

He slid the key in the door but only propped it open an inch, not letting us in as he spoke. “How do you know we’re flying somewhere?”

“Bailee told me. That reminds me, we’re having breakfast with my mother and herfiancéin the morning.”

“We… What?”

“Let’s talk about this later. I want to take a long, hot shower with my husband.”

Easton smiled. “We’ll be doing more than just showering, baby.” He opened the door, held it with his foot and then grabbed me. I squealed as he swung me up and cradled me in his arms as he walked over the threshold.

The room was glowing, and my eyes widened as I took in the surroundings. I turned my head and looked at him as I quickly put things together. “Avery and Nicole left these burning for hours?”

He smiled as he walked further into the room. “Nah. They placed the candles, and then the hotel lit them when Avery called to tell them we were on our way.”

“Oh…” I said, still looking at what appeared to be a fifty or so candles. “This has to be a fire hazard.”

Easton laughed. “Then we better hurry so we can blow them all out.”

“You want to hurry?” I chuckled in return.

“Well—our first time. I’ve been hard ever since you started walking down the aisle. It’s time I fuck my wife.”

“Your language, Mr. Crawford!” I playfully scolded.

“You love it, Mrs. Crawford.” Easton stopped by the side of the bed, not putting me down.

“I love you and the fact I’m now Mrs. Crawford.”

We kissed briefly before he asked, “Do you love things in black bags?”

I drew my head back, confused at his question.

He nudged his head toward the king-sized bed and my gaze followed. Sitting in the center of the bed were rose petals in the shape of a heart. In the middle of the heart was the black satin bag I kept some of my toys from my bachelorette party in.

My head snapped back to him. “You had Nicole get my vibrators?”

He laughed. “She did buy them.” Easton placed me on the bed and hovered over me.

“I can’t believe you had her get our sex toys.”

“She asked if there was anything I needed from our house. Apparently, she knows where you keep them.”

I let out a hoot. “The top drawer of my nightstand isn’t very hard to figure out.”

“Well, we should use one or two later.”

“Later?” I asked. “Why not now?”

He started to slide down my body. Once he was on his knees, he said, “Don’t need them.”

Easton ran his hands up my bare legs and slowly dragged the lace and twill material up until it was around my waist. I closed my eyes, enjoying the feel of his hands as they glided up and over my panties. Easton hooked his fingers in the top and dragged them down. My legs instantly opened, ready and waiting for him to do whatever he wanted to my sweet spot.

“Fuck,” he growled and pulled me to the edge of the bed.

My hips teetered on the lip of the mattress as Easton spread my legs further apart. The moment he ran a finger over the lips of my pussy, I jolted. The cool air of the room mixed with my arousal made it feel as if his touch was an electric wire. Sparks lit inside me, and I moaned. I’d never get tired of this man. He was my everything.