Being In Love (Siri's Saga Book 5)

by Cindee Bartholomew

  I bat my eyes flirtatiously at him. "Always."

  He puts a two finger salute to his lips, kisses them, then lays them on my lips to kiss too. I pucker up and smooch them as our eyes twinkle into each other’s, then he leans forward on the table and rests his arms to engage in the group’s conversation. I snuggle with his arm, caressing his bicep and mashing my tit against it until he finally looks at me, smirking and puts his arm around my shoulder. His hand plays with my hair and teases my bra strap as I lay mine on his thigh and occasionally check his hard-on to make sure it’s still there. When my hand travels over it, I look back at him and his eyes instantly hood so I whisper over my shoulder to him. "I love how needy you always are."

  His smirk is precious as his thunder leaps at me. "Always. Behave."

  I giggle when he pulls a lock of my hair. I stick my tongue out at him and he chuckles, but I turn around and stop my teasing.

  I learn the cousins only decided today while they were waiting for the Celebration festivities to begin to dance their little improv routine. They laugh and joke with each other about how many times they had to do it to get it right and the bloopers too. Everyone is laughing so hard! Then the subject of karaoke comes up and they begin poking fun and talking about the prior years. Laughing about the flops as much as bragging about the zingers. Ann tells us that she and Bee have been searching through songs all year. The men are badgering the women about who will prevail when Zita and Bob walk up. The level of respect these two have is evident when the conversation gets quiet. She opens her arms and Aurei stands. She gives him a hard hug, then says to his smirking face. "I’m so happy to see you dance again, Son." Then she looks at me. "I can’t tell you what it means to me, Siri. Thank you!"

  I can only imagine the trauma she felt when her mother died on the dance floor in front of her and the hurt she felt as she watched her son suffer for years because of it. I’m at a loss for words so I simply smile gently at her.

  Bob announces to our group. "If you haven’t eaten, you need to get your plates now. The grills are shutting down. Karaoke will begin at 10 pm sharp."

  Zita says to me. "I sure hope you can sing as beautifully as you dance, Siri. I want to win!"

  Bob puts his arm around her and steers her away, then leans back and teases her. "I don’t." She elbows him in the ribs and he winks at me, making me laugh at them. They walk to the next group and Bob announces the last call for food and the time Karaoke will begin.

  "I love your parents, Aurei."

  "That’s a good thing. Time to eat, Golden Dancer." I stand on his command and I slip my hand in his. It’s as natural a move now as breathing or walking.

  When we pass by Bee she holds her arm out stopping me. "You do sing, don’t you?"

  "Yes. I sing too." I reassure her.

  "Beautifully?"

  Aurei answers. "Yes. More beautifully than she dances."

  I roll my eyes at this exaggeration as he pulls me away and she yells after us. "I sure hope so!"

  When we are in line at the grill, Aurei speaks to random people as they pass. Some he introduces me too, others he doesn’t. In-between he is silent, so I watch the dance floor. Cat’s text about the new show floats into my mind and I get excited about the idea of doing acrobatic dances.

  When Aurei reaches for a plate, my thoughts clear and I smile at him. "I’m hungry!"

  "The pulled pork is delicious." He tells me as he has them pile the food on. "But I’m looking forward to the dessert. It’s the best I’ve ever had."

  "Better than the Chocolate Soufflé? Don’t let Mario hear us, but what is it?" I lean towards him to hear in a conspiratorial manner.

  He chuckles. "Hot and spicy chicken and I’ll be enjoying it alone." He winks that killer wink, then adds. "I’m taking you somewhere special to eat. We’ll share this plate."

  "I love your choice of delicacies. You can eat all you want." He grins at me as he turns holding the plate weighed down with meat. "Sweet Zeus! You must be starving! That’s enough to feed a small army. You aren’t inviting anyone else along are you?"

  He only chuckles, then he says. "Grab us some water."

  I walk over to the wheel barrel provided for the kids and get us two. When I return, he is frowning and looking toward our table. My eyes follow his. I see right away that the men are not there and Mia and Ann are arguing, then Bee stands up and walks off. She goes a few feet, looks around, spots us and makes a straight line our way. Her face is angry. Ann and Mia continue to spew at each other.

  "Oh shit! What just happened?" I ask Aurei.

  "We are about to find out."

  But when Bee walks up, she smiles and asks. "How’s the Barbecue?"

  "We haven’t tried it yet." Aurei tells her.

  "Bee, are you alright?" I ask.

  "Sure." She smiles at me. "Same shit. Different day. I’m going to get a plate." Then she walks off. Aurei and I both look back at our table to see that Ann and Mia have finished their argument. Mia is nowhere to be seen, and Ann has followed Bee. When she reaches us, she gives Aurei a 'that bitch is impossible' roll of the eyes, shaking her head.

  He simply says. "Explain."

  "I know when you were dancing the two of you were unaware of what was going on around you, but everyone had their phones on. She had to make a big deal about your dance being blasted all over Twitter."

  "What about it?" He asks.

  She looks at me, then back to him. She sighs, obviously not wanting to say it in front of me. "Mia was upset because the two of you will most definitely be making the news again tonight."

  His eyes narrow and his jaw sets. "What else?"

  "Just that she warned you not to bring Siri here."

  His beautiful heart shaped lips compress. "Because?" He leads her to tell the rest.

  "Because she thinks Siri isn’t good enough for you given your position." She looks at him. "Bee told her to go to hell." Ann adds, then smirks. "Bee’s a little emotional right now."

  "And your words with Mia?" Aurei’s words sound normal, but his jaw is set and I see that slight tension in his eyes.

  "Mia started screaming at Bee." Ann looks disgusted. "I told her not to speak to Bee ever again. She had done enough damage to our relationship and I wouldn’t have it anymore."

  "Wow!" I blurt out.

  Aurei only nods.

  "Bro, I hate it for you, but she’s impossible. We are done with her meddling shit. Things have changed. I have to look after me and mine now. I’m not playing her stupid games anymore." She puts her hand on his arm then looks at the food on his plate. "Damn! Are you going to feed an Army?"

  He chuckles and the tension vanishes. I’m amazed they both let it go so quick. "Let me get to Bee." She says then walks off.

  Not wanting the tension to return, I lean over to inhale the fumes of the BBQ meat. My tummy growls right on cue. "Umm. It smells delicious! I’m ready to chow down!"

  I follow him through a gap in the grills, to the fence row. He sets the plate on the top rail and says as he begins to unbutton his shirt. "Let’s go have a quiet picnic under the stars while we wait on Karaoke to start." He doesn’t wait for me to answer. He simply pulls his shirt out of his jeans then takes it off.

  "BBQ stains?" I ask curious as to why he striped, but glad to feast my eyes on his flesh. I think again looking at his perfect body in the moonlight, that he should never wear clothes.

  "Affirmative." He drapes it over my shoulder and reaches for the plate of food again, then turns toward the barn and I follow him. On the quiet path I ask. "Who is going to eat all this?"

  He doesn’t answer, so I let it go. My mind drifts to Mia as loose gravel and sand crunches under our feet. Mia is a hopeless cause. No sense bothering with her. She has deeper issues than I can fix. Best if I do what Bee does and just stay out of the way as much as possible.

  The barn is lit as if it were daylight and I ask Aurei as we approach. "Why are all the lights on?"

  He laughs. "That’s a closely g
uarded secret."

  "Ah! You and your secrets." I punch his arm. He smirks down on me as I shake it out. "Damn. That hurt my hand."

  "Serves you right for picking on me." He laughs. "Especially when I’m defenseless."

  "Defenseless? Good Lord! I’d like to see that." I giggle. "An image of you tied to the bed defenseless just flashed in my mind, but then I saw you break the post pulling on them so hard they snap and the whole canopy collapsing on us like Samson or something."

  He chuckles with me. "Don’t get any Switch ideas, Madam. That wouldn't be a real possibility."

  "Ummhmm. I bet." I rub his arm and ask as we enter. "So spill the secret. Why are all the lights on?"

  "We turn the lights on, so the dogs think it’s daylight and are less prone to bark."

  I giggle. "Oh! Zita told me they usually choose the winner of Karaoke."

  "Yep. It gets pretty bad in the wee hours. Everyone is usually very drunk."

  He turns and we go into the storage warehouse area. He stops in front of a single house door and asks. "Shall we take the stairs or ride the elevator?"

  "Oh! The elevator!"

  "I thought you would say that." He continues to the end of the open bay area. There are six garage doors on both sides. He stops in front of the last one. "Hang my shirt on the hook up there." He nods to a nail in the wall. "You’re going to need to hold the plate."

  "Ok." I tell him as I walk over to it. I stretch my hands up as high as I can reach then toss it over the nail. My dress rises up and the hem is hugging my ass. "Hang on. Let me set these down so I can get the plate." I tease him as I bend over at the waist to set the two water bottles down on the ground. I flex my ass for him, knowing I flashed my hot pink panties. When I stand, I see his bulge in his britches. Needy man. He holds the plate out to me, but I tell him. "Just a second. I see something that needs my attention." I walk around behind him, and slide my hands down inside his jeans to grope his dick. He is at my mercy, holding the heavy plate. "Look what’s hiding in here. Mmm. I think I’ll have your pure protein power for dessert, or maybe I’ll squirt the fire out on my hot and spicy chicken."

  He chuckles. "That’s the best part. Its handy delivery system. Just pump it up, aim and shoot. It’s like a cannon or something."

  I snort and lean against him as we both laugh out loud. When I let him go, I simply take the plate from him. "Good lord! There is a mound of food here! Are we feeding some ranch hands too?"

  "Sort of." His expression is playful when he confesses. "I feed the dogs. They sleep right through the first half of the singing." His sexy half smile plays on his lips.

  "Ah! You rascal! Wouldn’t that be cheating?"

  "No. Technically it’s strategy." He reaches for the chain that operates the pulley that lifts the door and his torso stretches giving me a fantastic view of his fine physique again. He has little if any body fat and every muscle is clearly defined under his bulging biceps. His skin is so smooth. So flawless. Golden God is the perfect description.

  "Yes, I guess it is." I answer.

  Suddenly he stops. His face jerks in the direction we came. His hawk-eye alertness and soldier instincts kick in and he holds the chain to keep it quiet while he listens. His eyes narrow, then his jaw sets with comprehension. His voice has an edge of anger when he commands me to, "Stay right here."

  I hold my breath a very concerned, very confused, but very quiet kitten.

  When he looks at me, I see the thunder in his eyes, but when he sees my face, he relaxes and winks. Then puts his fingers to his lips and whispers so softly I read his lips more than I hear his voice, "Shush. No worries. I got this. Wait right here. I’ll be right back."

  He nonchalantly walks off, so I stand there holding the plate and admire his athletic ass.

  I really should walk behind him more so I can watch that perfect muscle moving and grooving in his jean. I grin, thinking about that cute little curly Q.

  He stops at the corner of the breezeway, puts his back against the wall, and waits. I stiffen again watching him. When the person steps around it, Aurei steps out too, and strikes. His punch makes a sickening sound as it decks them!

  OMG! One shot and boom! Down like a wet noodle! Out cold!

  Then I watch my Golden God walk back to me. His face is hard, but he isn’t angry. I’m speechless and decide that’s exactly the correct response. I stand my ground the submissive, respectful, quiet kitten.

  Chapter Thirty-Four

  When he arrives, he simply tells me as he reaches down and picks a water up from the floor. "We’re going to have to share a water too." Then he turns back and carries it lightly in his hand, strolling like he doesn’t have a care in the world. I half expect him to start whistling some crazy tune. When he arrives, he bends over and pours the water in the face of the black mass on the floor. I can hear sputtering, then gasps for air as the body jerks into consciousness. He empties the entire bottle on them, says something I can’t hear, then drops it next to them and simply strolls back to me with that same casual Golden God attitude.

  I know I should be horrified he just attacked someone, but my body is tingling like mad! I study his body language closely. His supreme confidence, perfect posture, his smooth gait.… Hell yeah! His kind of dangerous is delicious!

  When he arrives, he offers no explanation, but asks, "Are we good?"

  "I’m good. Are you good?"

  "Yep." He nods, reaches for the chain and pulls it down, the door rolls up, then he takes the plate from me. "Grab the water. Let’s go eat under the stars."

  When I bend to get it, I resist the urge to look behind me, showing him my trust and faith in him. Then I walk past him into the dark storage unit.

  The room has a sweet smell. The light spilling in from behind us shows there are stacks of hay neatly piled up. I look up to see there are three floors. On the back wall is a lift. At each floor there is an opening in the wall equal to the size of the lift. They must use the lift to load the hay inside for winter storage. I walk to it and climb on, knowing this is how we are traveling to the top to view the stars.

  "Take us up, My Lady."

  I push the control and the deck lights up and begins to move. We stand side by side and watch the first floor vanish and the second one appear. The speed is very slow. The vibrations tickle the bottom of my feet. I shift my stance and I see him smile out of the corner of my eye.

  "I can see your neediness, Siri."

  "The vibrations and the sweet smell of the hay mingling with your musk are def having that effect on me." I smile out at the room. "But truthfully Aurelius Moore, just watching you walk makes me needy."

  When we arrive at the top, the lift hitches to the platform and halts with a jolt. I smile at him as he turns to roll up the door. "Aurei, in case I forget to tell you later, thank you for bringing me here. I love breathtaking views."

  "You’re welcome." His smile is captivating. "I do too, so strip."

  I laugh, "I should have known."

  "Ye'p' you should have. Your dress is giving away our location."

  I lift a boot and stick it on his thigh. "Pull." I command him and he holds onto it as I ease my foot free. He drops it and we repeat with the other boot, then I begin the ancient art of striptease. Rolling my hips, hunching my ass, flexing and flowing, slowly and deliberately, pushing my panties down, I step free, then I ease my dress up, inch by precious inch. As I expose my abs, I give him my best belly dance roll. A sexy smirk plays across his mouth.

  All men love the dance of tits and Aurei Moore is all man, so I grab my bra and snatch it up and off, popping my tits, making them jiggle. Then I roll my shoulders and my head, continuing their dance as I ease the dress up. When I pull my arms out, my hips sway with the motion. Then I lift the dress off, and the first thing I see is his giant bulge in his pants. My smile is big and beautiful for him when my eyes finally stare wickedly into his. I dangle the dress at him, then drop it at his feet. "Your wish is my command, Sir." His eyes lift from watchin
g it land and I tease him. "Your pants are too tight, Mr. Moore. Your turn."

  He chuckles, hands the plate over, and unceremoniously, shucks his boots and jeans, then pulls the chain and the door rolls up revealing the exterior platform lift hooked to the side of the building. It acts like a small balcony and I gasp at what I see waiting for me.

  Aurei has already had a blanket spread out, which is truly sweet and romantic, but it’s the beauty of the view of the starry night from here that takes my breath away. As I walk onto it, I hand the plate off blindly and whisper, "Wow!" Leaning against the rail, I stare up to the black heavens littered with millions of stars. "The stars are brilliant, and there are so many!" I reach my hand for them. "They look close enough to touch."

  "Nice, isn’t it?" Aurei says, softly behind me.

  "Very," I whisper again.

  His hand slides around my waist and his breath blows softly on my shoulder right before his skin scorches mine as he presses himself against me. "I thought you would like it."

  "I would like it here, now." My words are soft as I push up on my tiptoes, and arch my back so my ass is cocked to receive him.

  "Umm, you are so perfect." He tells me as he slides inside. "I love how wet and easy to enter you always are."

  "Always for you."

  The sweet sensation fills my mind as he syncs his thrusts with his neck nibbling and one set of fingers teases my taut nipple. Somewhere in the distance through the pounding in my ears, I hear the banging of the lift as it hits the side of the barn with his rhythm and a song of 'bang, baby, bang,' plays on repeat in my mind. He takes me to climax quickly and we go off together, easily, fluidly, beautifully, perfectly, completely.

  When we are done, we squat as one, letting our juice drain. I lean against him and he cuddles me. Then he holds me tight and leans back, bringing me with him to lay on the blanket. He puts his hands under his head, and I put mine on his bicep. Best pillow ever! We stare up at the stars without speaking, just enjoying the peacefulness of the moment.