He growled and released her, moving to lick around the edges of her panties until she cried out with angst.
"Take them off, dammit." She lifted her head and gave him a frustrated look.
"Say please." He lifted his eyebrow and rolled his tongue up the front of her wet panties.
Her head hit the pillow as she jerked from his touch. "Please."
"Anything for you." He shifted a little and dragged her panties down her legs slowly. It was agony, the waiting, the teasing, but she knew he would make it all worth it within a few minutes.
His fingers drug through her wetness and she dropped her hands from the headboard, gripping the sheets on either side of her thighs instead. She cried out and he chuckled.
The bastard chuckled.
"So fucking sexy." He moved down and lapped at her, lifting her hips, his fingernails digging into her ass. "Open your legs wider, Jamie. Let me in."
She forced her thighs open more, her position a little unconventional, and yet watching him eat at the center of her with gusto, combined with his deep groans, left her body rocking toward release faster than she could ever remember doing before.
His hands gripped her tightly, and he began to use his hold on her to rock her back and forth. The sharpness of his teeth grazed over her clit, and she bucked, her body slamming back down on the bed.
Alex dropped with her, pressing his mouth to her again and sliding his fingers deep into her body to coax her through the first orgasm and push her into the next. She worked hard to not scare him with the long moans that turned into screams as pleasure rocked her to the center of her being.
"Stop. Stop, baby." She pressed her foot against him, but he growled 'no' and enjoyed himself for a while longer. She was a sloppy mess and beyond sated by the time he lifted his head and smiled.
"I love your body. You’re so fucking hot, and taste like heaven. I want more." He glanced down as he slid his fingers down her slit. "Tell me you need another hour or more."
"No." She kicked at him playfully and rolled over, moving to sit up on the side of the bed. "Where’s my surprise?"
He laughed deep in his chest and got up, walking around to her side of the bed and pulling her up by the hand. His strong arms wrapped around her as he leaned down and pressed his lips to her shoulder.
"Get dressed in something comfortable, but warm, and meet me in front of the house in twenty minutes. I'll take you to it." He kissed her nose.
"Sounds divine. I need breakfast, too, though." She slid her hands down his chest and cupped his arousal with both hands. The fact that she needed both to hold him left her chest tightening and a fresh wave of desire pumping through her.
He chuckled and stepped back, tugging her hands from himself. "Later you can have all of me that you can handle. Get dressed and let's go. I want to spend the day with you."
She watched him leave and dropped back on the bed. He was going to have to deal with her being late. She needed a moment to catch her breath, a shower, and a cup of coffee. It was already starting out to be the best morning she'd had in a long while. It promised to only get better.
"So, where are we going?" Jamie asked, and reached over for Alex's hand as they drove through the city. Hopefully her surprise had little to do with the office or work, and more to do with them. So much of Alex's persona was created due to his success, and a lot of their relationship was based on their work lives. Hopefully today was a different area of interest.
"To the harbor; I thought it might be nice to have a day out on the water. Spring’s almost gone and summer’s headed this way. It's supposed to be beautiful today, and I want time with my arms around you." He squeezed her hand. "I got a private chef to join us on the boat.” He laughed. “Yeah, it’s Murray. He’s available to cook for us.” He winked. “What do you think? Food, great company, and a little dancing if you feel up to it."
"The horizontal mambo?" She gave him a cheeky grin and loved the sound of his laugh. He was breathtakingly gorgeous, but his personality only made him more attractive. He had every reason to be a jerk, as most men in his position were, and yet he held himself to a higher standard most days. He was giving, and had been so good to her through her situation with her family over the last few months.
"I'm always down for making love to the most beautiful woman in New York." He tugged his hand from hers and parked the car. "You ready for a day of relaxation?"
"Yes. We both need this." She got out and walked around the car.
Alex was in the backseat, getting a basket and a few other things out. She took the basket and held it up.
"What's in here?"
"Your favorite wine, some fruits that I know you like, and..." he took the basket and opened it, tugging a handful of white tulips from it, "...your favorite flowers."
"Oh, Alex, I love them." She took them and lifted them to her face as her heart lit on fire. "You didn't have to do all of this. Lying by the pool with you would have been enough."
"I wanted to. We've had a long couple of weeks since the wedding. Getting away from the house and everyone seemed like a great way to focus a little more on each other." He walked onto the small yacht and set the basket down before turning and offering her a hand.
Murray must have been below deck, because Alex started the boat and pulle