One Weekend Of Giving In

Chapter 43

I was beyond speechless.

"Jace this place is beautiful." I said like looking in awe at the bed and breakfast place he pulled into in SunnyDale Point.

"I just wanted today to be absolutely perfect." He said as He grabbed our bags and we got out of the car and I followed him in. When we were in our room, he pulled me into his arms and locked his icy blue eyes with mine. "Mac, just remember we don't have to do anything if you don't want to. I just wanted a few nights away with you that's all, I don't expect anything."

"I know. But I want this too Jace." I grabbed a fistful of the bottom of his shirt and lifted it up, letting him take over to finish taking it completely off. When it was on the floor, my fingers glide down his chiseled chest and stomach, and resting at the top of his jeans. I began unbuttoning them, but his hands stopped me.

"Are you sure Mac?"

I laughed and pointed to my stomach "What's the worse that can happen?"

"I just want to make sure you want this?"

"Jace. Yes, I so want this. Now will you stop trying to stop me and let me make love to you baby."

He chuckled and brought his face to mine for a brief moment, then stepped back to let me finish undressing him. When I was done, he started to slowly undress me. I was shuddering in heated anticipation long before he'd gotten my shorts off. We stood there taking each other in for a minute. Completely naked, not touching each other until he bent down to kiss my baby bump, then my tattoo and then standing up to crush his mouth to mine. He picked me up and set me on the bed, climbing on top of me so we could resume exploring each other using our lips and hands until we were both breathing so hard from the heated and intense touches. I was practically begging him to take me in right now. It was slow and passionate, just as I'd remembered our first two times that weekend.

The rest of the weekend had been amazing, it wasn't just one big love fest, although when sweet little kisses quickly turned into heated make out sessions, it would always turn into something more. But the majority of our days and nights were spent holding each other and talking about everything. Such as What we did during our time apart, before and after that one weekend i gave in, to our time together now, and our plans in the future. By the time Sunday morning came around we only had a few more hours left and I was pouting, not ready to give this precious time up.

"You know, it's only two hours away. We can alway do this every weekend if you wanted." He kissed the top of my head and ran his fingers through my hair.

"I know but then it would lose the fun. It wouldn't be a perfect romantic weekend getaway, it would just become the WEEKENDS."

"True."

I exhaled softly and crawled up the bed so I could look into his captivating eyes "I guess it's time to go back to real life now."

"We'll not NOW, we still have a few hours." He grinned and flipped me onto my back "I'm sure we can find something to do to kill our time." I sucked in a breath when his lips started making a sensual line from my throat, across my chest, down to the swell of my breast up until my stomach. He bent one of my legs, letting his hands slowly trail down the inside of my thigh before doing to same to the other and going further down to touch my most sensitive area. He kissed his way back up to my lips and pressed himself into me as I tried biting back a moan. His hand was wrapped around my back and he pulled me closer to him as we moved together in unison. When we were finished, we laid there holding each other, whispering our love for one another before reluctantly leaving the bed to pack up our things and leave.

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"Hey baby, do you think you can come by the shop?"

I glanced at the clock and pursed my lips "I'm going to dinner with Carly in an hour but I can stop by really quick. Is there something you want me to bring?"