Page 28 of Unfinished

We walked up to the front door with our bags. Hannah gasped as we entered, seeing red roses displayed throughout the cabin. Inside there was a stone fireplace and sliding glass doors on either side that opened up to a back deck with a view of a small lake.

The sofa was navy blue with soft white blankets and pillows covering it. A papasan chair sat in the corner next to a bookshelf with a lamp that came over the top for reading. There was a TV above the mantle of the fireplace and a large plush rug covered the dark wood floors.

I dropped the bags near the stairs that went up to two equal-sized bedrooms that had en suites with soaker tubs. Grabbing Hannah’s hand, I took her over to the kitchen. The counter tops were made of butcher block. There was an electric stove and oven, and a top of the line espresso and coffee machine.

I had Bas come out here this morning with food and flowers shortly before we arrived. He left about ten minutes ago. Based on the look on Hannah’s face as she took it all in, my plan to give her a romantic weekend was working.

“It’s all ours, all weekend,” I whispered and she smiled up at me.

“It’s gorgeous.” She was in awe looking around the cabin.

“Not as gorgeous as you.”

“You said a cabin. This is bigger than my house,” Hannah said with a laugh.

“I bought it when I turned twenty-one and rent it out for vacations. I didn’t have any bookings this weekend, so I figured it would be the perfect getaway for us.”

“You own this?” Hannah gave me a look of disbelief.

“Yeah,” I smiled at her. Internally, I cringed slightly, hoping she didn’t freak out. I needed to distract her before her brain took her down the road of how different our lives are.

Walking over to my bag, I took out a permanent marker and walked back out to the front porch, placing a mark on the post next to the stairs.

7th Date

L&H

“I’ll have that carved into the post so that it’s always here.” I turned to Hannah, who looked at me with wide eyes. I bent down and kissed her softly. I wanted to show her that I wanted to share my life with her and I hoped this did exactly that.

We walked back into the cabin and I took the bags up to the master bedroom. Hannah followed me. We both toed off our shoes inside the master suite before she started padding around the room taking it in.

“Wow,” Hannah said in awe. The bedroom was mostly a dark navy with cream bedding and furniture. Together we unpacked our clothes and when Hannah took her toiletries bag to the bathroom she actually squealed.

“There is a huge ass tub in here!”

I laughed and walked into the bathroom behind her, wrapping my arms around her, “It fits two people.”

“Looks like it,” she whispered and she looked up at me in the mirror with a mischievous grin.

Spinning her around, I pulled her into a deep kiss. She brought her arms up and wrapped them around my neck as I slid my hands around her waist, pulling her closer to me. She pushed her hips into me and I groaned with need.

“Goddamn, Hannah, I want to bury myself in your pretty little cunt.”

She scrapes her nails over my scalp and fists her hand in my hair, “After I get your cock in my mouth.”

My eyes widened as she dropped to her knees in front of me and began unbuckling my belt. I pushed her hair away from her face, watching as her hands came to the top of my jeans and tugged them down, along with my boxers.

She licked her lips as her hand wrapped around my hardened cock, her fingertips not reaching all the way around. Giving me a firm stroke, she ran her thumb over the tip, causing a rush of pleasure to course through me. She leaned forward and ran her tongue right up the underside before she flicked it over the ridge around the head.

A small smile spread across her face as my cock twitched. She placed open kisses with gentle suction along my shaft and I longed to shove myself between her wet rosy lips. Her hand gripped the base and her tongue swirled around the head.

Looking up at me from under her lashes, her lips wrapped around the head of my cock and her cheeks hollowed. A sigh of pleasure escaped me as I sank into the wet heat of her mouth. I fought the urge to take over and slam into her mouth repeatedly.

“Fuck, you look like an angel with those lips wrapped around my cock.”

She pulled back and sank back down, letting her hand stroke what couldn’t fit into her mouth. My fingers fisted in the soft strands of her hair as I struggled to keep my hips still.

Her teeth lightly scraped me and a moan vibrated from my chest. She was driving me out of my fucking mind and I couldn’t handle it anymore.

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