King of Diamonds (All About the Diamond #2), стр. 44

Chapter Fourteen

I wake up early Thursday morning with Rick holding me possessively and our legs entangled. My alarm hasn’t buzzed yet. I don’t smell coffee brewing. It’s early, I’m awake, the playlist from last night is still playing on repeat and I’m in bed naked with my man. I’m a happy girl. “Won’t Stop” by OneRepublic is playing and it hits me that he made this playlist for me. I didn’t pick up on it in my drunken state last night, but I should’ve since it started with our song. Its like he made me a mix tape.

I’m anxious for our late night picnic and lay in bed considering options for the backpack. I want to bake something. I want something sweet and something savory. Maybe a cheese sampling, fruit, crackers, and some dry deli meat. I need to inspect the backpack and see exactly how much room I have. I also need non-alcoholic beverages. I admit I’m curious about where we’re going, but the anticipation makes it fun and I have no idea what he has in mind.

I roll over and snuggle into Rick’s chest, wrapping my arms around him, running my hands up and down his back, and kissing his chest after having flashbacks of last night. The vision of him in that tight T-shirt is permanently imprinted on my brain, and did I mention he’s sexy as fuck? But, the way he loved me last night—He made me shake with pleasure and emotion, and I know he was showing me our future. It’s almost as if this strong man feels like he needs to prove himself to me. He doesn’t need to, but I’m not complaining.

Rick runs his hands down my body and rolls me underneath him. “I may not need to, but I want to and I’m going to again,” he says as he pushes into me. He moves slowly and doesn’t seem completely awake. He gets a big grin and groans in pleasure as he moves, “So, you think I’m sexy as fuck, huh?”

Damn it! I was talking out loud again! I can play this. “Yes! Have you looked in the mirror?”

“You’re my version of sexy, my queen. Everything about you is perfect. The way you make me feel—oh fuck me.” He strokes into me harder and faster, with need taking him over. He grabs my nipple with his teeth and sucks my breast into his mouth, tugging at me like a direct line to my orgasm. Everything crashes in on me at once and I scream out his name as he pushes me head first over the edge and goes with me, releasing his pleasure with a manly guttural groan. Can I start everyday this way? Rick lays his head down on the pillow next to mine and I fall back to sleep in his arms.

The alarm wakes me a couple hours later and I smell the coffee brewing. I stretch and Rick whispers in my ear, “Good morning, Sherry. I love you, my queen.”

I turn to him and kiss him, “There’s no one else like you, my king. I love you, Rick. I’ll always be yours.” I say this looking straight into his eyes, so he knows I’m awake and not just saying sleepy things. He hugs me tight and I feel his happiness radiate off of him.

“Do I get any other details on our late night picnic?” I’m curious.

“You need to wear long pants, preferably good jeans, and good closed toed shoes. We’ll be outside, so don’t worry about your hair and make-up —I like you without it.”

Interesting. “Okay, then I have a few errands to run today before work.”

“I need to run and work out, so I’m ready for the field on Saturday. Game is at 7:05 tonight. Afternoon nap between my work out and the game. We’ll take off on our adventure after the game. Okay, my queen?”

“I can’t wait.” I kiss him and get up quickly, my mind racing with ideas for the backpack. I hear Rick on the phone with Chase, planning to go work out together. I pour coffee for both of us and peruse the refrigerator and pantry.

“I’m going to breakfast with Cross and we’re going to work out. He’s picking me up and I’ll be back later, my queen.” He disappears into the shower quickly and there’s a knock at the door before he comes back out. I check the peep hole and see Chase looking back at me.

I open the door, “Good morning, honey!”

Chase hugs me, “Hey, sweetheart.”

“Come on in. He’s still in the shower. Want some coffee?” I offer up being a good hostess.

“No thanks. Got any cookies?”

I pull the reserve from my last batch from the freezer and pop them in the microwave for thirty seconds. I hand them over to Chase with a glass of milk.

His eyes get big, he’s such a big kid. “Thank you,” and he’s a happy camper.

Rick comes out ready to go. He shakes his head when he finds me hanging out with a cookie eating Cross. He kisses me, leaving me punch drunk and drags Cross off on their work out. I happily eat the last two cookies with my coffee and get my day started.

I go to my closet and pull out my good pair of old school regular jeans and tennis shoes that are good for hiking, not just looking cute. I thumb through my closet in search of a top that’s better than a plain T-shirt, something to add some style to my jeans. I find a fitted ribbed black long-sleeved shirt with laces at the chest and immediately trade my tennis shoes for my black combat boots.

I find where Rick left