frustrated that I can’t tell him how I feel.
I feel so stupid that this amazing guy standing in front of me has changed his ways and wants to commit to me and only me. This guy before me was a player once upon a time that used to bed every woman possible, and I’m annoyed with myself for not taking the bull by the horns and telling him that he’s mine and I’m his…forever.
“Beautiful?” I jerk back from my thoughts to find Karl looking slightly concerned. “Are you okay?”
“Um…yeah, I’m fine.” I take a deep breath and decide that now is the time to tell him.
“I…um…” I have a huge lump in my throat and I’m finding it hard to swallow.
Why is this so hard?
“I…want…um…” I’m starting to piss myself off. I don’t understand what’s wrong with me. I take another deep breath and go to speak again, but before I get a chance, Karl crushes his lips to mine in a bruising, punishing kiss. It’s a really possessive kiss, so much so that my heart starts skipping beats and is beating erratically. He moves a hand and places it behind my head and pulls me closer. I run my hands up his bare chest and I can feel every muscle I touch, flexing and twitching. I love his smooth skin beneath my fingers. Since being here, he has tanned a lot and it really suits him. I trail my fingers up and wrap them around his neck while he glides his other hand down onto my ass. I love when he squeezes my ass cheeks, and he doesn’t disappoint me.
I moan when he slips his tongue into my mouth. It feels fantastic and he doesn’t leave any part of my mouth untouched. My head feels fuzzy and I feel so lightheaded when he massages my tongue with his. I’m so swept up in the kiss and the feelings that he’s evoking in me that it takes me a second to realize that Karl has broken the kiss. He’s smiling that charming smile I love so much and still has me wrapped up in his arms. Then I hear them. I glance to my right and spot Annabelle, Joshua, and Brandon whistling and making cat calls while watching us. I blush ten shades of red and bury my head in Karl’s chest. I hear Karl chuckling.
“Beautiful, I think we’re creating quite a show out here.” He chuckles again. “Why don’t we go back to my bungalow?” I look up and see the desire and longing in his eyes. It’s been ages since we were together and I’m slightly nervous, thinking about being with him again. I notice that everyone seems to be walking back to the bungalows because it’s getting late.
“Uh…what about Brandon?” He seems to think for a second before looking over toward our friends who are still standing there with giant smiles on their faces. I see Brandon nod his head and that seems to be the answer that Karl is waiting for. I gasp when I realize that they know where we’re going and what we’re going to be doing, and I’m really embarrassed right about now.
“I can’t believe you just did that!” He looks at me and laughs.
“What? I don’t know what you are talking about?” I slap him in the chest and he pretends that I have hurt him.
“Oh, stop being a baby, and you know what I’m talking about. You have basically just asked Brandon if we can go back to your bungalow and…and—”
“Fuck?” I blush when he says that out loud and he chuckles. “I was just making sure that he won’t be walking in on us, anytime tonight.”
I step out of his arms and glare, but it doesn’t affect Karl. Before I know it, he lifts me up in his arms and starts carrying me toward his bungalow. I can hear Annabelle, Joshua, and Brandon carrying on behind us, whistling and making crude noises. I can’t help but laugh at their comments as I’m here, in the arms of the man I love and cherish with all my heart. I start feeling those nervous butterflies in my stomach and I can’t decide if I’m more nervous or more excited for what’s about to happen tonight.
Karl lets me down just inside the door and closes it behind him. He stands