Needing The Memories (The Rocker...Novella #1) by Terri Anne Browning

Author:Terri Anne Browning [Browning, Terri Anne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781539745174
Amazon: 1539745171
Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
Published: 2016-12-06T00:00:00+00:00

The tears quickly dried up as we ate our lunch. We talked about random things. As if by silent agreement we didn’t bring up the girls or anything else that would normally happen in our day-to-day lives. Her laughter was infectious. Every time I heard it my heart lifted and all the shit that had been rolling around in my head lately disappeared.

The day wasn’t close to being over yet, but I was already feeling better. It wasn’t so much about sex, but simply creating good memories, just like I’d told her. Having this day with Angel was calming my demons, bringing me the peace that she—and only she—had ever given me.

After lunch we went to our hotel. The Mondrian was in West Hollywood and supposedly one of the most romantic hotels in L.A. I had to take Emmie’s word on that because I didn’t know shit about those kind of things. It only took a few minutes to check in, and we went straight up to our room.

The penthouse was fifteen-hundred square feet and perfect for what I had planned for tonight. The room was laid out with a dining room, living room and then the bedroom with a connecting bathroom that had a spa bathtub big enough for six and a huge walk-in shower. The balcony overlooked the city, which would be all lit up come nightfall, as well as a heated pool. I was going to take advantage of every amenity provided by this room and give my wife a night neither one of us would ever forget.

As soon as the bellman left, Lana jumped into my arms, kissing every inch of my face but avoiding my mouth. I grasped her ass, holding her in place as her legs wrapped tightly around my waist. “You’re my favorite person in the world—you know that, right?”

“Back at you, Angel.” I walked out onto the balcony with her still in my arms.

Below us, other guests were sitting or lying around on the terrace, laughing and drinking. Others were playing around in the pool. It wasn’t an annoying sound, but it made me glad we had our own private pool to do our own playing. I dropped down into one of the loungers on the balcony, arranging Angel so we were both comfortable.

Like this, even through her jeans and mine, I could feel her heat. It made my dick throb and dig into the zipper of my jeans. My hardness flexed against her softness, making her moan. My fingers bit into her ass to keep from stripping her right then and there. I wasn’t going to fuck my wife on the balcony in the middle of the day when anyone could see us. That was my little brother’s M.O., not mine.

She buried her face in my neck, our hair tangling together as it shielded our faces from the sun. “You realize we haven’t made love in over a week?”

“Trust me, I know.” I gritted my teeth when she nibbled on my ear, making the pain in my dick a kind of excruciating ecstasy.

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