I grabbed her and slammed my mouth down over hers. Her arms flew around my neck, and I plundered her sweetness with my tongue, drinking from her like she was my first drink after a lifetime of thirst. When I finally forced myself to tear my mouth away, I was satisfied to see her eyes dazed with passion, her lips pink and swollen, and her skin slightly flushed. By the time the fog cleared, she was already settled in the car, and we were only ten minutes from home. She vowed to make me pay, but I just shrugged and hid my smile. I was confident she’d be singing a different tune when I had her naked with exception of her ring and those sexy as fuck shoes.
The sun was hanging low in the sky when we took all the bags back to our house, and I insisted that she change into her new outfit for dinner. When she sauntered out of the bedroom in the clingy backless dress with a short skirt that made her legs look a mile long, I almost demanded she go right back in and change. I didn’t like the idea of other men seeing so much of her skin. And it was entirely too snug. No man who saw her would be able to look away from her mouthwatering tits.
However, when I was ultimately able to drag my eyes to her face, I knew I was fucked. She looked excited and nervous as she waited for my reaction. No way in hell was I going to give her any reason to doubt how fucking gorgeous she was. “You look incredible, baby.” Her eyes warmed and lit from within as she gave me a bright smile. I was just going to have to constantly remind myself that she belonged to me so that I didn’t put my fist in some motherfucker’s face for staring at my woman.
* * *
“I can’t believe I’ve never done this before,” Aurora whispered as she snuggled into my side. I tightened my arm around her and dropped a kiss on top of her head, then nuzzled my nose in her silky hair.
“What do you think?” I asked softly.
She sighed and lifted her head so that I was looking down into her beautiful face. “It’s incredibly romantic.”
The sun was just disappearing as we glided along the river that surrounded a hotel that transported you to Italy with authentic gondola rides. The ring was burning a hole in my pocket, but I wanted to wait more than a few minutes into the ride before proposing. It was a gorgeous night, and I was enjoying the serene moment with my girl cuddled into my side.
My excitement got the best of me, though, and after only a short interval, I urged Aurora to sit up and face me. She was looking at me quizzically, and I opened my mouth to start my carefully rehearsed speech. I didn’t get one word out before a deafening crashing sound startled us. In the next instant, we were soaked to the bone as buckets of rain emptied from the sky.
“Holy shit!” Aurora gasped as the cold precipitation drenched her and immediately started shivering. I dragged her into my arms to help keep her warm as the gondolier frantically paddled toward solid ground.
I was utterly stunned at the turn of events. Not only was it extremely rare to have rain in Las Vegas, but a storm of this magnitude was even less likely. But what really had me dumbfounded was the fact that this unusual occurrence had chosen this moment to make an appearance. I was tempted to shout, “What the fuck?” to the universe.
Aurora started shaking, and I held her tighter, worried she was getting too cold. Until I heard her muffled laughter from where she’d buried her face in my chest. Her small giggles grew into loud belly laughs and stole her breath. It was impossible to remain angry with the sound washing over me, leaving only love and joy behind. I shook my head even as I smiled at her and kissed the tip of her nose.
At last, the gondolier was able to pull up next to the grassy area on the side of the river where the hotel sat. I placed both hands on the ground and hauled myself from the boat before turning back and grasping Aurora’s waist and lifting her up to stand next to me.
The rain was letting up, and the man decided to make his way back to the dock where we’d begun our ride. I gave him a hefty tip and waved as we dashed to the hotel where we’d have shelter from the rain.
We were both laughing as we entered and shook off some of the water. “I must look like a drowned rat,” Aurora groaned.
I yanked her against me and whispered in her ear, “You look unbelievably sexy, baby, but we need to get you changed into something that isn’t glued to your every delectable curve before I kill someone for looking at what is only for me.”
Aurora shivered, but from the flames in her eyes, it was clear it wasn’t from the cold. My plans had gone to shit, but I had a sudden idea of how to salvage my romantic proposal. I led her to the gift shop where
