sneaked around to circle my clit again and his big body folded over my back as he told me what I did to him in harsh whispers. My core clenched again, and when I felt his stomach muscles dip against my lower back and he just about roared that he couldn’t hold back anymore, I found myself coming apart around him one last time.
When it was over, my limbs were numb and my throat was parched. I only just managed to climb underneath the covers and flip the bedside lamp off before my eyes were closing. Feeling the mattress shift, I reached for his hand but hit his thigh instead.
No matter. The movement from his side of the bed still stopped.
“Sleep here tonight,” I muttered, barely recognizing my own voice.
My eyes fluttered open to see him smiling at me in the soft moonlight filtering in through the window. He nodded when he saw me looking, joined me in the bed, and rearranged me so he was the big spoon to my little spoon.
The last thing I remembered before sleep dragged me under was him sweeping my hair to the side and placing a gentle kiss at the top of my spine.
“Sleep tight, baby,” he murmured, and I was gone, feeling more sated, comfortable, and protected than I ever had in my life.
Chapter 16
JAXON
When I woke up, Lindsay was—unfortunately—already showered and getting dressed for the day. She smiled when she saw me opening my eyes, her hair tied up as she pulled the straps of a soft cotton dress over her shoulders.
“Good morning, husband dearest.”
I grinned and opened my arms. “Is that any way to greet your new husband in the morning? Get over here.”
She rolled her eyes but gasped when she settled in my lap to hug me and felt what was going on underneath the covers. “Are you always hard?”
“Only for you.” I smirked before lifting a hand to cup her neck and pulling her closer for a lingering kiss.
She smacked my chest playfully, her cute nose wrinkling when we finally came up for air. “Have you ever heard of morning breath?”
“Have you ever heard of morning wood?” I countered, shrugging while she planted another little kiss on my jaw before clambering off me.
Her eyes met mine once she was standing next to the bed again. I didn’t miss the flush on her cheeks or how dilated her pupils were, but she was obviously not a morning-sex person. She probably already had something planned and refused to be late.
“Of course, I’ve heard about it.” She pursed her lips and gave me a look. “Just not after a night like that night.”
“Last night is not today.” I waggled my brows at her. “It’s a brand-new day and I vote for spending it in bed.”
“It’s my day,” she said, running her brush through her long ponytail before twisting it up in a knot on top of her head. “I don’t want to make things awkward between us, but I booked a couple’s spa day for today. Ages ago, obviously, but when I woke up, there was a gift basket from the spa at the door. I totally forgot about it.”
“Why would it be awkward?” I pushed the covers off and stood up, ignoring the way her eyes turned dark again when her gaze devoured me in my birthday suit. “I’m more than ready to pretend to be Mr. Lindsay Flinn again.”
“You’d better get dressed then,” she said with a dazed look in her eyes when she yanked them back up to mine. “We’re going to be late if you don’t hurry.”
“Wouldn’t want that,” I teased and gave her a light slap on the butt as I walked past her into the bathroom. “I just need a few minutes.”
“Evidently, you might need longer than that,” she muttered under her breath, her voice a little raspy.
I doubted she meant for me to hear it, but I paused in the doorway to look back at her anyway. “Only when I’m trying to hold back, but don’t worry. I’m saving myself for my sexy wife. I just need to brush my teeth since my morning breath was just pointed out to me.”
She laughed and ducked out of the room. I’d never been to a spa before, but I was definitely curious about why so many people attended the places religiously. Once Lindsay and I walked into the treatment center at the resort, I totally understood it.
“They built this place on a plateau known to the