Page 85 of Waiting For Fate

SAWYER

“Are we going to your house?” Leah asks from the passenger seat with her fingers intertwined with mine.

“We are. Is that okay with you?” I glance over and she smiles softly and nods.

We pull into the driveway, and she stays surprisingly quiet the whole drive up. I watch her face closely, curious what she’s thinking.

“Wow.” Is all she says, and I can’t help but smile.

We’re parked on the circle drive right by the front porch of the massive farmhouse, and as soon as she steps out of the truck her eyes dance around, taking it all in.

The porch wraps around both sides of the house and there’s a swing hanging to the left that my mother would be proud of—perfect for watching the sunset.

The black exterior is accompanied by walnut stained columns, shutters and a double front door. There is floor to ceiling windows all around the house to allow for the most natural light but have automatic shades for convenience inside.

When we walk through the door she stops taking in her surroundings and instead, turns to me.

“Sawyer,” she whispers.

“Yes, Dove?” Our voices echo in the open space.

“I’m a little nervous.” We’re still soaked from standing outside in the pouring rain when I wrap my hands around her arms.

“If you’ve changed your mind?—”

“No,” she cuts me off quickly, but doesn't say more.

“I’m going to take care of you, Dove. Do you trust me?” I dip my head, catching her gaze.

“Yes,”

“That’s my girl.” I shoot her a wink to help ease her nerves, and she smiles up at me. “Turn around.” Tipping my chin to direct her, she turns and faces away from me.

Her breath catches when I step closer, brushing her hair away from her neck before I press my lips there. She tilts her head, opening the space for me to explore further. I run my hands along the wet sleeves of her dress before reaching for her zipper and my fingers begin sliding it down. She takes a deep breath when I stop at the end of its path and my lips leave her skin. I slide the sleeves down her arms, and her dress hits the floor with a wet plop.

I stand back and admire the way her ass fills out the blue lace underwear that match the bra she has on—that I’m sure her breasts are perfectly poured into.

“You wear this for me?” I run my finger beneath the clasp of her bra, toying with the idea of popping it off. She turns her head, looks up at me over her shoulder and nods.

Fuck.

I lean down and kiss her because it’s impossible not to.

Guiding her to face me again, I drop to my knees, and she sucks a breath in. Staring up at her, I smirk before unzipping one of her booties and pulling it from her foot. Trailing kisses along her thigh before taking her other foot in my hand and repeating the motion.

When I’m back on my feet her hands find the collar of my suit jacket and she slides it off of my shoulders, keeping those intoxicating green eyes locked on mine as it hits the floor, and she begins fumbling with the buttons on my shirt.

She has no idea how many times I’ve imagined this very moment.

When my shirt is discarded on the floor with my jacket, her dress and shoes, she starts at the belt I’m wearing, and my cock reaches a record breaking hard.

I never knew how intimate having my pants removed could feel, but the way she’s looking at me while she undresses me makes me feel more connected to her than I’ve ever felt with another person.

I kick my shoes off and she slides my slacks down my legs, looking up at me once she’s on her knees and fuck if I’ve ever seen anything more beautiful. She stands back up, looking at me with such anticipation and desire in her eyes I can’t keep my hands off her for another second. I scoop her up and her legs immediately wrap around my waist as I head towards my bedroom. Burying my face in her neck, I breathe her in and squeeze her tighter. On cue she runs her fingers through my hair, and grinds her pussy against my abs.

Throwing the door to my room open, I walk over to the dresser and set her on the top of it, expecting her to look around the space, but her eyes stay locked on me.

“Just tell me to stop if you change your mind or want to slow down, okay?”

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