Don’t Forget to Remember Me (53 page)

“Julia looks beautiful. Married life agrees
with her,” Mom observed, her hand still moving lightly over my
shirt.

“Mmmm. Uh, yes.” I pulled myself out of my
daze to answer her directly and turned my head in her direction.
“With both of us. We’re very happy except we do wish we had more
time together. Has Dad been very busy? Why don’t you guys take a
trip or something? Shit, if it were up to me, I’d be whisking Julia
off to some remote part of the world at least once a month.”

“I thought this was a trip, and once a month
is a bit excessive. Even for you, darling.”

Harris came back from the bar with three
more bottles of wine and handed one to me with a corkscrew,
followed by a waiter with a bucket to chill the one bottle of
white.

“The money this place charges and I have to
open the damn wine?” I grinned at him as I grabbed the bottle and
sat up in my chair, letting Mom’s hand fall from my back. The
waiter glanced my way apologetically and stood patiently beside the
table until he could take the bottle, wrap it in a white linen
napkin and placed it inside the chiller.

“I didn’t want to wait,” Harris said
shortly, his tone stilted as he threw a hard glance in the
direction of the women. My gaze shot to Aaron’s, who widened his
eyes and shook his head just enough to communicate that I shouldn’t
go there.

The music coming from the band was a cover
mixture of various things and there were people dancing and the
lights were low. The atmosphere was much the same as it had been
the night when I’d found that asshole, Moore here with my Julia.
That night had started out badly, but where it ended couldn’t have
been better.

I still thought about that night all the
time. The kissing on the dance floor that finally connected Julia
and I after months of denying the love and the lovemaking afterward
had been so fucking profound, the earth had moved. Jesus, the
thought of it still rocked me to the core. Fuck, it had been hotter
than hell. We didn’t even have sex, in the traditional sense, but
it had been one of the most intimate nights of our lives. Every
time we touched I was left amazed at the intensity.

Harris poured another round of wine after
I’d finished opening the bottles and then flopped back down on the
other side of my mother. He seemed out of sorts so I took it as an
opportunity to speak to Aaron.

“Aaron. Why aren’t you on the dance floor
with your bride? Get your ass out there and show me how it’s done.”
I nodded my head in the direction of the girls. Jenna was talking
to the group and using her hands in a flamboyant way to express her
words. Julia threw her head back and let out a peal of laughter at
whatever Jenna was saying. He nodded and walked to Jenna and
grabbed her hand, pulling her with him to the middle of the dance
floor. Jenna was radiantly happy, her cheeks glowing and a
brilliant smile dancing on her lips.

The music pulsed and my eyes moved away from
the couple on the dance floor to the woman walking toward our
table. When Julia reached us, she leaned down and kissed my father
on his cheek and moved around me to lean down to hug my mother.
“I’ve missed you two.”

“You look beautiful, sweetheart. How are
you?” Gabriel asked.

“I’m fine, but Ryan is tired.” Her hand
found its way to the top of my head and her fingers threaded
through the hair at my forehead, pushing it back. The sensation of
her touch felt wonderful and my lids dropped over my eyes right
before she leaned in to kiss my temple. Her perfume only added to
the miracle of Julia and I reached for her free hand.

“Yes. He’s been putting up a good front, but
a mother knows these things.”

“You’re having a good time, so I can go up
and you can stay with the girls, babe.”

Her face twisted sardonically, clearly
showing me how absurd she thought that idea was. “Don’t be crazy.
Of course I’ll come up with you. It’s late.” Julia’s eyes lifted
from mine to glance between my parents and then to Harris who was
still brooding and staring in Ellie’s direction without saying
anything. “Do you mind if I steal my boy away?” she asked
gently.

I rubbed her hand lightly with my thumb and
leaned into Harris while Julia said goodnight to my parents. “Hey,
man, what’s up? You okay?”

“Huh?” he looked up at me while I stood from
my chair, still holding my wife’s hand.

“Oh, sure. I’m a little preoccupied, that’s
all. How have you been, Ryan?”

“Really good. Every second is occupied so it
feels like the time since Julia and I have been in New York City
has literally flown. How is the band doing? Julia mentioned you got
a record deal a few months back, right?”

“Yes. We’ve just started promoting it and
hopefully we’ll have a tour in a couple of months.”

“That’s great, man. I’m looking forward to
hearing all about it.”

“Sounds good. We’ll talk more tomorrow. Have
a good night, dude.”

Julia pulled her hand from mine and turned
to hug Harris goodbye. “Bye, Harris. See you tomorrow.” Her arms
tightened around his neck and he hugged her back lightly. “Love
you.”

My hand slid automatically around her back
and pulled her close to my side as we walked through the hotel and
rode up the elevator. I drew in a deep breath.

“What’s going on with Ellie and Harris?” I
knew that she’d know. Ellie would have told her everything and, if
I knew my wife, it was bugging her.

“They’re struggling a little. He’s asked her
to marry him multiple times and she won’t say yes,” she said
softly. Her hand reached around my waist and she leaned her head on
my shoulder.

“What? That’s crazy. Isn’t it? I thought she
loved him.” I felt her head nod against me and I turned my head to
place a kiss on her forehead as we walked together.

“She does. But they’ve distanced some due to
his traveling with the band and the demands of her job. They’ll
work it out. You have enough to worry about,” she said softly as we
made our way through the hotel room door.

Finally alone. I reached out and grabbed her
arm, pulling her roughly back into my arms while my eager mouth
sought hers. “Julia… Come here.”

I gathered her close to my chest and her
arms slid up over my chest and around my neck as we kissed hungrily
and I turned her toward the bed. It hadn’t escaped my notice that
this was the same suite we stayed in on the night we were married.
I was aware of it earlier as we showered and rushed out, but now I
let my mind wrap around it. Did she arrange this? My perfect
girl.

We kissed for a few minutes, each of us
caressing and grasping, feasting on the other’s mouth like we were
starving for each other. “God, you taste so good,” I murmured as
Julia turned her mouth away from mine to gasp for breath. I slid my
hand up her back to twine in the hair at her nape. “This suite…” I
murmured as my arm tightened around her waist to lift her onto the
bed and follow her down, never letting go of her.

Julia nodded against my neck, her mouth
kissing along the skin. “Yes,” she answered breathlessly. “We have
it all weekend.”

I settled down on top of her, and she
welcomed me into the cradle of her body, arching up to meet me. I
pressed my erection into her softness and pushed my hips against
hers in a slow rhythm. “Mmmm… Julia.” I pushed up her sweater with
eager hands and started to kiss her again but she pulled back
slightly, her hands threading through the hair at both of my
temples.

“Ryan, you need to rest, my love. I’ll give
you a back rub to relax you, but you need to sleep.”

I growled in protest. “I need you. I want
you. Right now.”

She smiled and continued to stroke my hair.
“Baby, we have all weekend.” Her luscious mouth reached up for mine
and she sucked the top lip between both of hers. “All weekend…”

My hand continued its quest upward
underneath the soft cashmere toward the swelling flesh I wanted. My
hand cupped around it gently and the hardened nipple brushed my
palm. Her breath rushed out, causing even more blood to rush into
my dick. I wanted her, badly.

“Julia… I’m so hard it hurts. Please.” My
free hand found her hip and I held her in place as I ground my hips
into hers. “God, I’ve missed you.”

“I’ll take care of you, but I want you to
relax. Lie back.”

I sighed against the skin of her throat as I
pulled the neckline of her sweater down. “Take this damn thing
off,” I commanded.

She lifted her arms for me and I pushed it
up and over her head, exposing the delicate black lace bra she wore
underneath. I let my gaze roam over her, the sheer lace leaving her
nipples and the swells of creamy flesh visible underneath.

“You’re so beautiful. Julia…”

I kissed her hungrily again, my tongue
thrusting into her mouth, demanding a response. Her mouth opened
and her hands in my hair pulled me closer as she gave in, moaning
softly into my mouth. Those sweet little sounds she made as I loved
her drove me fucking insane.

We rolled around on the bed dry humping and
kissing until we were both panting and when she reached down
between us and rubbed me through my slacks, I thought I’d explode.
“Ryan. Please lie back, baby.”

I slowed my frantic movements and rolled
over onto my back, pulling me with her. I couldn’t bear to lose
contact. “Okay, I’m on my back, now make love with me,” I said
against her mouth, licking her top lip and then kissing her softly
beneath the curtain of her hair.

The room was dark and Julia moved up to turn
on the lamp by the bed. “What the hell? Julia, are you stopping?” I
groaned and used my hands around the back of her waist to pull her
back.

She laughed softly. “No. I’m not stopping.
You’ll have your way, but I want mine, too.”

“Don’t you want to fuck your husband, Mrs.
Matthews?” I smiled between kisses.

“Mmm… Constantly. He’s sooo hot.”

“Is he?” I teased.

“Yes, irresistible.”

She sat up, straddling my hips and went to
work on the buttons of my shirt. She was smiling down at me, a
devilish look on her gorgeous face and I couldn’t take my eyes off
of her, roaming over the graceful curve of her neck and her
collarbones, down her full breasts covered in the provocative black
lace and down over her bare stomach.

Soon she was working on my belt buckle and I
was working on the button and zipper of her black pants. Before I
could get the job done she was pulling my pants and boxer briefs
down my legs, bending to kiss my stomach and run her tongue up my
length as she moved down my body. I sucked in my breath.

She pulled off my socks and then moved off
the bed to shed her pants, revealing a matching black lace string
bikini. “Wow. Julia… That’s amazing.”

“I wanted to give you a massage tonight, but
since you are determined to make love, who am I to deny you?”

She settled back on my lap and my hands
roamed over her slender form as we started to kiss and move against
each other. I could feel her heat against my groin and her hands on
my body. It was too much to withstand. Soon I was pushing aside the
lace and finding her entrance with my fingers.

“Oh, honey…” The breath rushed from my lungs
as I parted the moist flesh and began a slow pulse against the
swollen nub. I knew just how to touch her and I was anxious. Her
mouth hovered over mine until finally she bit down on my lower lip.
Oh, God.

“Uh… Uh…,” she was panting, pulling at my
shoulders and pressing her pelvis into my hand and lap.

“Ryan, baby... Don’t wait.” Her knees curled
around my hips. The want in her voice was my undoing. I pushed
myself inside her, moaning as I was sheathed in the delicious
heat.

“I love you. Uh, babe. I missed you.”

After that, words were lost as we drowned in
our love together. We were frantic. Our hands moved over each
other’s bodies in the desperate need to get closer to each other,
our mouths slanting over each other and tongues hungrily warring
together. I felt my body tighten too soon and tried to slow down
but she was insistent, her hips rocking into mine in a relentless
rhythm. She knew she’d have me.

I pulled my mouth away and slid my hands to
both sides of her face, my thumbs running along her jaw as I looked
into her eyes. She was beautiful. Breathtaking. That luscious mouth
was wet and open and her heavy breathing was like music… Exquisite
evidence of the effect I had on her. Her green eyes languid and the
lids dropped and her head fell back.

“Julia. Slow down baby. I’ll come. I don’t
want to come yet. Stop. Stop!”

“No. I want you to let go,” she whispered
breathlessly. “Give it to me. I want it all.” Her head lifted and
she bent toward me to take my mouth with hers and her body kept
moving on mine. I could feel every curve of my erection rubbing in
and out, back and forth and the pressure brought me to the point
where I didn’t want to stop it anymore. She felt so good and it had
been too long.

I pulled the lace of her bra aside and
gently squeezed, rolling her nipple between my fingers as my tongue
plunged into her mouth. Julia started sucking on it at the same
moment her body clenched in cadence around my body. She was coming
and I could feel every tremor of it. It sent me over the edge and
exploded inside her with a groan, my body quaking and jerking
against hers as my arms tightened around her.

As our bodies came down we kept kissing. Her
fingers curled into the muscles on my shoulders and she moved her
mouth along the side of my face in a series of kisses from my
temple to my jaw. She pulled back slightly, still straddling my lap
and I pulled her hips into mine tightly, still deeply imbedded
inside her body.

I struggled to get control of my breathing
and rested my forehead against hers, running my hands up and down
her back in a light caress. I finally unclasped the bra and slid it
from her body. I wanted to keep touching her. To never stop. I
buried my face in her neck, kissing the slight sheen of sweat from
her skin and running my tongue along her collarbone to end with an
open mouth kiss on the sweet skin of her neck. “My God. I love you,
Julia.”