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“It wasn’t until I saw you, hubby, that I felt something more than lust.” My words came out as an airy pant now. He slowlymoved my hips in a circle. His eyes darkened with a sultry, predatory gleam that caused a shiver to shoot down my spine.
“You say anything.” His voice dropped an octave.
“It’s true. I don’t know why, but the first time I saw you in an article I was reading, I wanted you. Why do you think I fought so hard to have you?” My head cocked to the side. “So fuck your ex. Her loss is my gain. So forget about her and only think about me.”
He didn’t reply, but that was fine, the way he was grinding my lower half into him had me on the verge of cumming. Maybe it was the effects of the wine hitting me too, but my body felt more sensitive than normal. One of Yosiah’s hands left my side and grabbed the back of my head, pulling it forward.
“Don’t hold back now. Go ahead and let it go,” he growled against my lips.
My lips parted as my nails dug into the tops of his shoulders and pleasure exploded through my body as I came.
“Since meeting you, I realized I’m forced to always be on my toes because I never know what that brain of yours is thinking.”
Breathing heavy and staring at him through low eyes, I slowly grinned at his confession.
“Then you should thank me for adding excitement to your life, hubby.” Crashing my lips into his, I quickly got lost in the kiss. One thing I was certain about was that I was breaking down his walls and I wasn’t even sure if he realized it.
CHAPTER 16
Yosiah
“My life is in your hands, hubby! I hope you know how to drive this thing!” Xylina called out, causing one corner of my mouth to lift.
“Just make sure you hold on tight and I’ll handle the rest!” I called out, taking off, causing her to yelp. Her grip tightened around me as we raced across the water on the jet ski.
Last night after I got her off, I expected her to want to take things further, but when she shut me down, I was caught off guard. Xylina had never been one to turn down sex. Shedidslide down and take me in her mouth, getting me off, but even after that, she turned down me entering her. I didn’t push the issue, figuring maybe she was on her cycle or something. This morning when we got up, she acted normal, handing me her phone and telling me to pick things off the things to do and attractions menu on Ryokan’s site. It was day two of my birthday trip, and with my birthday being tomorrow, Xylina wanted to do everything I wanted to do. I had never seen her be so selfless before. Lately it had been feeling like I was married to a completely new person. The qualities I didn’t care for were still there, but they were more bearable now. Each time she let herguard down and opened up, I learned something about her I wouldn’t expect.
“Ready for some hops?” I called out, speeding toward where they had water slopes set up.
“Yosiah!” she screeched as the jet ski went into the air, causing me to laugh.
It felt good being on the open water with the sun high and beaming down on us. A lot of the time I felt older than thirty-five. My parents always told me I was mature for my age when I was younger but doing things like this made me feel young.
I wasn’t sure how long we were on the water, but by the time we pulled back up to the jet ski rental dock, I was starving.
“I forgot how fun jet skiing was!” Xylina gushed as she removed her life jacket.
“Same here. I haven’t been on one in years.” We approached the counter to return the life jackets.
“We should buy some to take out on the marina or go down to the shore.” I noticed but didn’t comment on how she kept making comments about our future together. Normally I would shut her down, but we were having such a good time that I didn’t see the point in ruining the mood. Not to mention, I was slowly starting to enjoy my time around her.
Xylina walked a couple steps ahead of me. My tongue swiped across my lips as my eyes slid down her back. The light blue, two-piece bathing suit she wore left nothing to the imagination. The front showed off her cleavage, crossed in a X, and tied around her neck while hugging her breasts nicely. She wore a thin gold chain around her waist. Her bottoms, a thong that hugged her hips, displaying the full roundness of her ass. I knew she did yoga and worked out, but I never noticed just how much it helped shape her ass and legs into what I looked at right now. The sun reflecting against her skin caused it to shimmer due to whatever oil she’d put on before we left our room. She put herhair into two French braids, resting right under the cuff of her breasts.
Stepping behind her while we waited in the short line, I wrapped an arm around her and bent so my mouth was level with her ear.
“You know what I realized? You never wear your natural hair.” My thumb brushed over her flat stomach and the metal hanging from her belly button. Her body melted back against me.
“This is my natural hair, I just have extensions in too.” Her breathing hitched slightly when I slid my finger under the waistline of her thong bottoms and stroked her flesh slowly. Her skin still damp from the water.
“Mhm.” I pressed my lips against her ear. Learning how much my touch affected Xylina made me want to touch her more than I would have before. Her body was so responsive and desperate for it. Call it a stroke to my ego, but I welcomed that reaction more and more.
“I’m glad we came out early. It’s more crowded than when we first got on the water,” Xylina said.
Lifting my eyes, I roamed the area we were in. It was the season opening for the water and Lake Cashmere’s warm weather activities. There were people canoeing, water and jet skiing, fishing, and tubing. The lines were longer and the area was more crowded.
When we finally got to the desk, I stepped next to Xylina and we handed over our jackets. I didn’t miss how the guy behind the counter licked his lips and eyed my wife. I wasn’t blind. I knew my wife was fine and this wasn’t even the first time she’d gotten attention while we were out. Itwas, however, the first time I felt a wave of possession wash over me. Xylina loved attention. She dressed provocatively frequently and her presence was always loud whenever she stepped into a room. I had never been ajealous person. Even with Sierra, I never was bothered when others attempted to get her attention. Even now, what I was feeling wasn’t jealousy, it made me feel good that others saw how fine my wife was but couldn’t have her. Yet, the blunt disrespect for me standing here while he grinned and ogled her caused discomfort in my chest.
Wrapping my arm around her waist again, I pulled her back into me, causing what she was saying to be cut off. She looked over her shoulder and stared up at me with wide eyes.
