Page 156 of Take My Love

“Are you ready to dance, love?” I hold out my hand, waiting.

“I am.” She takes it and stands, then I lead her onto the dance floor.

Between slow and fast songs, my feet ache by the time we take a break to eat some cake. When Jamie and Jackson walk through the venue, we finally give them hugs and thank them for inviting us.

“I’m so happy y’all made it!” Jamie squeezes Posey. “You two look so cute together.”

“Thank you.” Posey grins. “You’re so stunnin’ in your dress.”

“Thanks, but honestly—” She leans in closer. “I cannot wait to get it off me. I can barely breathe in it.”

“I’m sure Jackson won’t mind helpin’ with that,” Posey quips.

“Not one bit,” he confirms.

We chat for a few more minutes before they walk over to the next table.

Posey leans into my ear, whispering, “I think it’s time for you to rip this dress off me…preferably with your teeth.”

Coughing, I quickly clear my throat so I don’t choke on the water I just sipped.

“Jesus.” I blink at her. “I wasn’t expectin’ that.”

She looks up at me between her dark lashes, giving me her cutest innocent face. “Take me to our room and I’ll give you another surprise.”

I’m the one who’s supposed to be surprising her tonight.

“Okay, but me first…since it’syourbirthday and all.”

Her eyes brighten and she bites her lip. “Let’s go.”

When we step into the elevator, I pin her against the wall and crash my mouth to hers. As I slide my palms up her sides, she gasps when I cup her breast.

“Careful, cowboy. There’s cameras in here.”

“Fuck,” I mutter, sinking my teeth into her neck. “I’m sure it’s nothin’ they haven’t seen before.”

Although I don’t like the idea of anyone but me watching her unravel.

When the elevator opens, I carry her to our room, and as soon as I get the door open, her mouth’s back on mine.

The last time I had hotel sex was with her, nine years ago, and I have to say, I'm a fan. The different scenery and knowing there are rooms on either side of us make it a bit more thrilling.

I should’ve packed our toys, though.

“I wish they had a bigger tub here for both of us to fit.” Posey sighs, resting her cheek on my chest after I’ve made her come three times. She’s still trying to catch her breath, as am I.

We’re spoiled with the one she has in her master bathroom, but once we add on, I plan to get an even bigger one.

“Do you realize this is the third weddin’ we’ve gone to andended up in bed together after?” I ask, brushing my fingers softly against her face. “Goin’ all the way back to Warren and Maisie’s.”

Our first time ever. For both of us.

“And then Landen and Ellie’s,” she adds.

Our first time after we reunited.

“Now, Jamie and Jackson’s.” I smirk, knowing what’s to come this time.