It was two weeks before Katie and Ned's wedding when Jim and Melinda suggested they come along on a family trip to help calm their stress. Well, Melinda thought it would help Katie unwind. Jim hadn't forgotten about how Katie had finagled her and Ned their own king room, so they were stuck with her sisters because Aaron hadn't come along.
Ned had a look on his face the entire elevator ride while Lana and Emma excitedly talked to Katie about how much fun the pool looked. She laughed and nudged his side until he laughed and leaned down to kiss her.
"Hey, this is my fault for asking for the king last time." Katie sighed and smiled up at him. "My parents never get that much time away alone together. We're getting married soon and we'll have time, so cheer up okay?"
"I know, it's fine. I love your sisters," he laughed, walking out of the elevator and down the hallway toward their room. "Who's got the key?"
"I have it! Dad gave it to me. We're room 212 and mom and dad are in 205. Can we stay up all night? Breakfast doesn't end until eleven here." Mackenzie asked as she opened the hotel room door. "I bet dad would let us rent a movie or two."
"Maybe we can find one on the tv for free," suggested, setting her purse and duffle bag down. She turned to look at Ned while Mackenzie turned on the tv and tried to find a good channel. "We can probably get away for a little bit around dinner time, okay? I'll guilt trip my mom."
"I like that," he smiled and pulled her in for another kiss, which only lasted all of three seconds before Lana pulled on Katie's hand.
She pulled back and smiled at him, her hand lingering on his face before she turned around. "What's up, Lan?" She had crouched to pick up the four-year-old who was holding her swimsuit. "You wanna go swimming?"
"Yes, please!" Lana squealed.
"Okay, let me grab mine and we'll get ready. Mackenzie, you wanna come?" She asked.
"Duh," the-eleven-year old shut the tv off. "There's nothing to watch right now anyway."
Later on, after Lana had fallen asleep and Mackenzie had found a movie, Katie was reading an e-book while waiting for Ned to return from the snack machines.
"Is Ned ever coming back?" Mackenzie whispered. "I really wanted those skittles."
"I'll text him," Katie said, setting her kindle down.
She grabbed her phone off the dresser and texted him quickly.
Katie - Where are you?
His response was a winky face, making her bite her lip. She didn't want to jump to conclusions, but that felt flirty. Was Ned trying to lure her away? Ned sent another text and she laughed.
Ned - I'm still at the snack machine. Lots of choices.
Katie looked around the dark bedroom, checking on Lana who was still asleep. Mackenzie was engaged in the movie and quiet.
Katie - Mack wants her skittles lol. Hurry up.
She knew he was definitely stalling to get her to come out and see him unless he was really debating on candy choices for over twenty minutes.
Ned - I'm also kind of thirsty. Maybe I'll a soda too. You should come help me choose.
Katie read his text a few times, struggling for a response, and rolling her eyes. He totally was luring her away, and the only reason she didn't want to was because Mackenzie was still awake. Katie looked at her sister again and waited for a second to see if she would say anything about the snacks again before she texted him back.
Katie - Mack's still up and Lan is asleep.
Ned - Good. You should definitely come to the vending area then ;) Mack will be fine on her own for twenty minutes, Katie.
Katie shook her head again. He was such a flirt. Her stomach began to twist in anticipation—she had no idea what he was up to, but even in her gut, she knew something good was awaiting her. Taking a deep breath, she forced her fingers across the screen to type out a reply.
Katie - Okay. Be right there, you flirt.
Then she took a moment to set her phone aside on the nightstand with her Kindle. Gently, and carefully, she climbed out of bed, conscious not to hopefully not get her sister's attention as she was sucked into the Disney movie playing. Then she tiptoed out of the room, quietly shutting the door behind her. The hallway was lighter than the room, but her eyes adjusted quickly before making her way down the hall to the vending area.
There, she found Ned leaning against the soda machine, shirtless, and still looking down at his phone. Katie hesitated before clearing her throat slightly to get his attention, trying to swallow down her rapidly beating heart. Ned looked up, his eyebrows lifted in surprise, but then he smiled at her, turning his phone screen off and sliding it into sweatpants pocket.
"You're like a mouse," he mused, leaning back against the wall slightly. "You're so quiet."
She shrugged, fidgeting in her spot under his gaze and messing with the hem of her long sleep shirt. She was grateful she had shorts on because she was certain she could still feel his eyes lingering on her bare legs.
It excited her, even if they were getting married. She'd never not got excited about Ned looking at her.
His smiled softened. "I just wanted to get you out here, you know," he told her.
She walked closer until she was standing two inches from him. "I know, Ned. I'm not that naive," she laughed and smiled up at him.
He didn't say anything for a moment or so, just observed her. She grew increasingly warm under his gaze and anxious under his stare, unable to make eye contact. Eventually, she couldn't stand it anymore.
"Um, so, what did you want me to come out here for?" she asked, tucking her loose hair behind her ear.
"I miss you, for starters, even if we haven't really been apart," he said, and she leaned her head against his chest, wrapping her arms around him.
"I miss you too," she laughed.
A slow grin spread across his face as rubbed his hand up and down her back. She stared at him, his gaze sweeping down her body and back up to her face as she looked up at him.
"You have no idea, the effect you have," he murmured, still pinning her with his stare. She guessed she didn't; she had no idea what he meant or where this was going.
Didn't he want her out here so they could fool around something? They were quiet for another long, tense moment, Katie squirming in her spot and trying to swallow her labored breathing. Ned's jaw tightened visibly, and he still held her in his arms.
"You're so pretty like I love looking at you," he murmured.
She felt her face heat up, and a delicious warmth pooled in her stomach. She really wanted to kiss him now.
"I keep thinking of you in that bathing suit tonight, and I start to get hot and bothered." He said, his hands sliding down to settle his hands against her hips.
Her eyes snapped up at that, her. "Oh," she squeaked, a strange coiling in her gut rendering her speechless. "Really? You didn't say anything."
His lips quirked slightly, and his fingers on her chin tipped her face back toward his. "Yeah. I probably would've if your parents hadn't tagged along. Your dad would've totally asked what we were whispering about."
She barely had time to register his confession because then his mouth was on hers, soft yet firm as his lips pressed against her own. She leaned up against the soda machine, pulling Ned with her as she managed a soft, quick inhale when his thumb tugged on her chin, parting her sealed lips.
Instinctively, she met his tongue with her own, her eyes nearly rolling into the back of her head as he tilted his head to seamlessly fit their mouths together so he could stroke her tongue more easily with his own. An embarrassing whimper escaped her throat, but he responded with a guttural moan, kissing her harder.
One thing she was glad about was Ned had a steady grip on her waist to hold her up because she was sure her knees were going to give out any moment. She already felt lightheaded, blood rushing in her ears and between her thighs. She released another whimper when his hand slipped beneath her shorts, but she steadied herself with her hand on his shoulder.
"God, you're so fucking hot," he groaned as they broke the kiss, his hand tracing against her jaw. "I wish we had our own room."
"Me too," she groaned, running her hands around his neck and up through his hair. She hoped her arousal hadn't seeped through her underwear and shorts at this point, but she knew she was extremely turned on as it was and he had to be aware of it by now.
But he was kissing her again, banishing all of her self-awareness again. His hand was in her hair, on her neck, then sliding down her chest until his palm covered her breast, and she gasped when he squeezed it, kneading it through her flimsy nightshirt. Her nipple was hard and sensitive, his thumb brushing over it and causing her to buck in her seat. He swallowed her moan, echoing it back to her when he squeezed her breast again, more firmly this time.
"Your boobs are perfect," he marveled, panting against her mouth. Her eyes fluttered open to look at him, but his gaze was cast downward as he watched his own hand knead her breast. His words, his actions made her want him more, and she bit down on her lip in an effort to muffle her labored breathing. "I've been dying to touch them ever since swimming."
At that, his other hand dropped to her thigh and slid under her shirt, allowing him to slide his hand up her bare stomach and cup her right breast.
"Mmm Ned," she gasped out loud, a jolt coursing from her nipple to her core as his callused palm teased the pebbled bud.
He grunted in amusement but squeezed again, his fingers pinching her other nipple through her shirt simultaneously. She was out of her mind with lust and pleasure, pressing his lips back against hers briefly, even if she wanted to keep kissing him.
"Ned… we should go back to the room." She whispered, her voice shaky as she bit her lip. "Before Mackenzie comes to look for us."
He nodded, leaning in to kiss her neck. "I almost want to go charge my card for a room."
She laughed out loud, before turning around to look at the vending machine. "I would say yes if we didn't have to keep an eye on my sisters."
"Mack's eleven, can't she watch Lan for one night?" He asked, putting a dollar in the machine so they could at least bring Mackenzie her skittles back.
"I'll ask her, but if she says no then you're out of luck." She laughed and pressed the buttons for the candy. "Maybe if you get her a drink she'll say yes. She likes orange soda and takes bribes pretty easily."
"Okay, maybe slide a five dollar bill in too?" Ned suggested, feeding money into the soda machine.
"Yeah, that'll definitely work." She laughed, pressing the orange soda button on the machine. "I might have to promise a sleepover too, you know how Mack loves a sleepover with me."
"Okay, just let me know. I'll work a double that night," he winked, pressing a kiss to her forehead as he stood up from collecting the bottle of soda. "Definitely worth it."
While Katie went to bribe Mackenzie into watching Lana, while Ned waited in the hallway before getting the room. Thankfully her sister hadn't taken much pushing into watching Lana once she realized she'd get her own bed and no one would police her about a bedtime.
"Hey, please don't be up past three, okay?" She asked, grabbing her bag stuffing the few things she'd taken out inside. She quickly sent Ned a text, letting him know they were good to go and he could get them a room.
"Fine," Mackenzie sighed, rolling her eyes.
"Thank you so much, Mack. You're seriously a lifesaver and I owe you big time," she said, kissing her sister's cheek before grabbing her bag.
"Yeah, you do." Mackenzie laughed, smiling at her. "What room are you guys in? Just in case. I might come knocking in the morning."
"Not too early," she said, fishing out her phone to pester Ned for a room number. "209."
"Okay. Goodnight, Katie." Mackenzie yawned, slowly moving over to the other bed as she made her way out of the room.
Katie made the familiar trek to the elevator and it opened to reveal Ned, who handed her a room key.
"209," he reminded her and they made their way down the dark hallway to the room.
Katie quickly put in the key and they were inside. She tossed her bag onto the nearby chair before she turned around and claimed Ned's lips in a kiss.
"Katie," he practically whined. His tone surprised her, and she raised her eyebrows expectantly. He smiled, pulling back from the kiss. "I have been thinking about you all day, you know."
To emphasize his words, he played with the hem of her shirt, lifting it slightly to drag his fingers across the tops of her thighs and over her shorts. Her stomach tensed, and she sucked her bottom lip into her mouth.
"Yeah, me too," she agreed weakly.
Bunching her shirt in his fist, he raised it even higher and pulled it over his head. His eyes met hers through his lashes as he looked down at her. "Do you know what I'd really like to do to you now?" he asked huskily, and she inhaled deeply.
"What?" She laughed slightly.
His finger dipped into her shorts and then he inched them down. "I want to taste you," he declared and her heart rate spiked.
"Oh, yeah?" she said dumbly, her mouth parting as he tugged her panties down too.
"Mmhmm," he hummed, his other hand coming up to hook in the left side and he pulled her underwear down her legs.
When they reached her knees, he let them go, and they fell to the floor. She stepped out of them hesitantly, and he grabbed her by her hips to pull her closer until her knees hit the edge of the bed. He kneeled down and pressed his mouth against her stomach, dipping his tongue into her bellybutton.
The effect was immediate, arousal leaking out of her, and she threaded her fingers through his hair. Ned paused, tipping his face upward and resting his chin on her abdomen so he could look up at her. Her face warmed considerably, but he didn't give her a chance to respond as he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into his lap, falling backward onto his bed and twisting her underneath him.
She settled into the mattress fairly dumbfounded, but she didn't have time to consider the situation because he was kissing her again, his tongue coaxing hers to play, and she moaned into his mouth. Her fingers clawed at the nape of his neck, and she pressed upward against him, her kisses needy and aggressive. She felt his hand settle on her breast once he'd unhooked her bra and cast it away. He swallowed the sound she made and dipped his tongue further into her mouth. When she felt his hand between her thighs next, she gasped, nearly knocking her forehead against his.
His fingers made contact with her and he groaned around her tongue as he teased her, swirling two of his fingers against her and through the gathering moisture. Breaking the kiss, he pulled his head back slightly to look at her. Her eyelids felt heavy, and she hitched her knees up to plant her feet on the bed, spreading her legs wider for him.
He cracked a smile. "Thatta girl," he murmured smugly, circling her center.
She moaned and shut her eyes to revel in the sensation. "Ned," she whispered, fisting the sheets underneath her in her hands. She opened her eyes again in alarm when she felt him shift on the bed, but he just settled in between her thighs.
"You're so pretty," he said and she glanced down at him, a smile on her face. He wasn't looking up at her, but instead directly between her legs. She wanted to laugh. It was far from pretty, but if he thought so, she wasn't going to argue. "Do you want me babe?" he asked, his breath hot and she scrunched her face up in anticipation, slinging her arm over her eyes.
"Yes," she said, her voice soft, and even though she tried to brace herself for the sensation, his wet tongue gliding through her lips was still a shock, even if they were almost about to be married. He did it again, guiding his tongue over her entrance several times to lick up her arousal, and her entire body tensed, her grip on the sheets tightening. "Oh my god."
He moaned, dipping his tongue inside her, first teasingly, then deeper, his fingers spreading her open to allow him better access. She could feel his lips and teeth moving against her as he worked his tongue in and out of her, and she couldn't help the gasping moans that emitted from her. "Oh my god," she repeated on a whine. "Yes, oh yes."
He chuckled deeply, retracting his mouth some. "You like that?" he teased and she nodded frantically, grappling for his hair so she could pull him back.
"Please don't stop, okay?" she begged at the ceiling, squeezing her eyes closed and he acquiesced, latching his mouth back onto her. "Ohgodohgodohgod," she chanted pathetically, her hips bucking against his face as she tried to encourage the attention of his tongue and spur on her orgasm. Her whole body was trembling, her legs shaking; she couldn't stand it. "Oh fuck, Ned, I'm close."
He let up on her for a moment to slip his tongue back inside her, teasing her and drawing her juices into his mouth. When she pulled on his hair with a desperate mewl, he attacked her center once again, resuming the furious rotations of his tongue on the swollen bud. He slid his fingers inside her to replace his tongue, pumping them steadily and curling them upward as he maintained the rhythm with her tongue.
"Fuck, I'm coming," she cried, oblivious to how loud she was as her body began to quake.
Ned just fucked her harder with his fingers, his tongue moving faster as her orgasm ripped through her, bringing another strangled cry from her lips. Her thighs clamped shut around his head as she thrust her hips against his mouth. When it was over, she melted into the bed, limp, boneless and weirdly delirious. She watched through lidded eyes as he moved off the bed. She wanted to follow him, but she was too tired to move.
"Where are you going, baby?" She said softly, having enough energy to roll off the bed and pull the blankets back. She laughed, thinking about how they hadn't cared to pull the blankets back before. And the more she thought about it, they hardly ever did if they were in the moment with each other.
"Just wanted to get a glass of water," he said, coming out of the bathroom just as she slid under the covers.
"Oh, yeah?" She laughed, glancing over at him as he crawled into bed with her.
"Yeah. I was rather thirsty," he smirked as he wrapped his arms around her waist. He then buried his face against her neck and sighed. "I love you."
She was enjoying the intimacy of the moment and ran her hands up and down his back. She turned her head to kiss his cheek, humming lightly as she just listened to him breathe, his chest expanding and contracting against hers. She leaned up to kiss his neck as he started to move over her, balancing himself on his knees to rest against her comfortably.
"You ready?" He asked, licking his lips as he positioned himself against her.
She nodded and leaned up to kiss him, fully distracting him with her tongue in his mouth. He responded eagerly, pouring all his energy into the kiss, then he pushed inside her, slowly, stretching her. Her gasp stuck in her throat, her mouth going slack. Ned peppered kissed on her neck, pulling his hips back some before pushing into her again.
She gasped again, and again when he repeated the motion. It felt good each time he moved inside her, and she brought her knees up to cradle him between her thighs. "Oh god," she gasped, earning a groan from him.
"Better?" he asked gruffly.
She nodded, closing her eyes. She felt full but hollow somehow, each time he pulled back, and she clawed at his back to keep him close. His thrusts were slow and measured like he was holding back. She needed more.
"I'm gonna go faster," he told her suddenly, breathing against her neck, and she nodded.
She didn't want him to stop, spreading her thighs more for him as she kissed him lightly. He groaned as he picked up his pace, slamming his hips into hers.
"Fuck, you feel amazing," he groaned, sitting back on his knees some so he could latch his mouth onto her breast. His teeth grazed lightly against her nipple as he sucked on it, and she moaned loudly. But then he sat back on his haunches to thrust in and out of her, his nostrils flaring as he watched her. She fondled her breasts for him, the mounds bouncing in her hands with the force of his movements. "I love you."
"Yes, I love you too," she whimpered and as good as he felt inside her, it wasn't stimulating her enough. She reached down between her legs to rub her, and he groaned before leaning down to kiss her neck. "So much, Ned."
"Are you close?" He moaned, his pace slowing just slightly.
"Yes," she gasped, bringing their lips together as she felt herself let go.
Ned thrust a few more times before burying himself deep inside her with a forceful push, gasping out into her neck. "Oh, shit."
She panted harshly, her body shuddering as her orgasm subsided. She could feel him pulsing inside her, his hips rocking slightly as he spilled into her. His breathing was harsh, and he settled lightly against her.
His heartbeat thumped steadily against her rib cage. Ned sighed again after a moment. "Man, I'm tired," he laughed. "I could fall asleep right now."
She realized how heavy her eyelids felt then, and nodded. "Me too," she whispered.
He shifted off of her then, settling down beside her; she missed the weight of his body, but he wrapped an arm around her waist and tucked her against his chest, nuzzling his face in her hair.
"Let's sleep," he yawned and shut the side lamp off.
"Okay," she agreed, already slipping into unconsciousness as she snuggled into his embrace.