“Together,” I repeated, loving the sound of that. “It’s going to be perfect.” I saw it coming together so clearly—us living together, going on more dates, traveling, getting married, starting a family. This was only the beginning.
I went onParadise Lovebecause I wanted to fall in love with someone who would be by my side during the highs and lows of life. Someone who loved me no matter what. Turns out, Ishould’ve packed my bags and come up to Golden Falls. Luckily, it all worked out the way it was supposed to.
This summer helped me find a renewed sense of passion for my career, life, and love. I couldn’t wait to see what Wes and I would accomplish together.
We stared at each other for a moment, and when my eyes flicked to his lips, his gaze hardened. His hands found my hips. His grip tightened, fingers digging in possessively.
“I love you, Juliette Campbell,” he murmured. His whole chest vibrated from his words. His calloused hands slipped underneath my tank top, fingertips brushing softly over my skin.
“I love you more, Wesley Richards,” I responded, a mischievous smile crossing my lips. “And I want to show you how much.”
47
WESLEY
Juliette wasa woman of many surprises, and I’d learned to go with the flow. So, when she pressed her hands against my chest and guided me to sit…I fucking sat. Fire and desire sparkled in her green eyes.
Juliette made me want to be the best version of myself in every way. I was insecure at the start of the summer that I wouldn’t be enough—that Juliette was too good for someone like me. Well, I was going to be the man she deserved each and every single day.
She was mine, and sheloved me.
I still couldn’t fucking believe it.
We had our whole lives ahead of us. I was going to propose to this woman—no doubt about it. I even had an idea of how I was going to ask her, but I was trying not to get ahead of myself. That time would come. For now, I was reveling in the fact that she loved me. That she was moving here. That were together. That we both choseus.
My eyes were locked on Juliette as she dropped to her knees in front of me. Her hands moved over my jeans up my thighs to my belt, her fingers moving swiftly to undo it.
“I also want you to show me how much you love me,” Juliette said, a confidence in her tone that I was forever obsessed with. “I want you to kiss me.” She undid my belt, pulling it through the loops and dropping it to the ground. “Take me.” The hiss of my zipper cut through her words. “And show me who I belong to.”
God, this woman.
“But first,” she continued, pulling down my jeans and boxer briefs, “I want to taste you.”
I started to reach for her, but she leaned away.
“No touching…yet,” Juliette tutted. She had a sly smile that made my cock even harder. I was so gone for this woman, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
I let out a reluctant grunt as I listened and moved my hands away from her.
Juliette ran her tongue slowly along my cock before guiding it into her mouth. She bobbed her head slowly at first, humming against my length, before picking up her pace. One of her hands wrapped around the base while the other was resting on my thigh, nails digging into my skin.
Maybe I couldn’t touch her, but I still knew what she liked to hear. “You’re taking my cock so well, sweetheart. Just like that.”
Juliette moaned against my cock, the vibrations sending a shiver up my spine. My hands flexed at my sides, itching to touch her and wrap around her wavy brunette locks.
“Fuck,” I hissed. “You drive me crazy, baby.” I reached for the back of her neck, fingers tangling in her brown waves to pull her head back. “I think I went enough time without touching you, don’t you think?”
Juliette moved her mouth from my cock, looking up at me with bright green eyes. “I guess so,” she teased, drawing out the words. With her hands on my thighs, she pushed up, now standing between my legs with her arms draped loosely over my shoulders. “Where are you going to touch me first?” she asked,running her tongue along her bottom lip. My eyes followed the motion. “Are you going to feel how wet I am for you?” Juliette dipped her head and lowered her voice to whisper. “You’re all I’ve been thinking about.”
She was all I’d been thinking about, too. My hands found her hips first. I was going to take my time with every inch of her body. I slipped my fingers underneath her tank top, slowly, teasingly inching up her back.
“You tasted power, and suddenly you’re asking all the questions,” I teased lowly. Truthfully, Juliette had all the power over me. She always did, and she always would. “You told me what you wanted—for me to kiss you, take you, and show you who you belong to—and that’s exactly what I’m planning to do, baby.”
I stood, carefully stepping out of my jeans, and picked up Juliette. I easily tossed her over my shoulder and gave her ass a playful smack over her denim shorts before heading to the bedroom.
48
JULIETTE
