My Grumpy Old Bear - Jayda Marx Page 0,29
of those things.” He smiled and pecked my lips. “Even if I think you’re fucking crazy because you’re obviously the sexy one in this relationship and I don’t understand why you like what you see, I believe you when you say you do.”
“Thank you,” he replied quietly. “Now…” he bent down and dug a bottle of sunscreen out of his bag. “I need to make sure all of this gorgeous skin is protected.” He slowly and methodically rubbed sunblock over my legs, trunk, back and face. I could feel his affection and care in his gentle touch. I returned the favor, thoroughly enjoying the sensation of his smooth skin and defined muscles under my fingertips.
“Thank you, honeybear.” He gave another kiss to my lips and stuck the sunscreen back in his bag. “If you want to go pick out a couple of good tubes for us, I’ll get a locker for our stuff.”
“No problem.” I handed over my bag and shoes before heading outside with a mission to choose the best damn tubes available. After squeezing at least ten, I was satisfied I’d picked out the best two of the bunch. I stacked them beside me and looked up just in time to see a smiling Noah walking out of the building towards me.
“Oh my god, check out the hottie that just came out,” a voice said from behind me. I whipped around to find a pair of bikini-clad women that looked to be in their late teens or early twenties ogling my man.
“Forget the tube; I’ll just ride him down the river,” her friend replied.
Oh hell no. My blood pressure immediately skyrocketed.
“You and me both,” the first woman agreed. “Think he’d be down for a three-way?”
“He’s a guy; of course he’d be down. Look at the way he’s smiling at us; he’s totally undressing us with his eyes.”
That’s it! If he’s undressing anyone with his eyes, it’s me, god dammit! If these bitches wanna throw hands, I’ll throw hands! I took a deep breath to calm down, reminding myself I couldn’t fight a couple of young women. Like, I literally couldn’t; with my bad back, they’d probably beat the shit out of me, and how pathetic would that be? I hated when that smug bastard Better Judgement stuck his nose in my business, but Territorial Bastard always had my back with a great plan. I’ll show those bitches who he was mentally undressing.
As soon as Noah reached me, I gripped the sides of his face and pulled him into a forceful, passionate kiss. I shoved my tongue down his throat and threw in a moan for my audience. Noah wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed me back just as fiercely. Our tongues battled and our teeth nipped until I was sure I got my point across and pulled away.
Noah’s eyes were dilated and unfocused when they opened. “I missed you too,” he said in a husky voice.
I peered behind me to find the two women gawking with their mouths hanging open. I mentally flipped them off with both hands, but physically kept my demeanor calm. “Shall we?” I asked as I turned back to Noah. He nodded and grabbed both of our tubes from the ground to carry them down the concrete path to the river. God, he’s such a gentleman. I wasn’t. I slapped his tight little ass as he took a step away from me; both to rub it in those women’s faces and because I wanted to touch his ass. Noah gifted me with a gorgeous smile.
When we reached the river, Noah stepped down a few man-made stairs into the water, which came up to just above his knees.
“Is it cold?” I asked, eyeing the quickly moving current suspiciously.
“Nah, it feels good.” He brought our tubes close together in the water and unwrapped a black strap from around his wrist.
“What’s that?”
He smiled at me and stuck the strap through the handles of our tubes and latched it together with a buckle in the middle. “It’s so we won’t float away from each other. I got it when I rented our locker.” I hadn’t noticed him with it when he came out of the building; probably because I was too busy molesting him in front of those women. “Come on in, honeybear. I’ll hold your tube for you while you climb on.”
He said it like it should have been so easy. But I made a spectacle of myself by flopping, groaning and cursing as I