Page 97 of Someone You Deserve

“You plan on being up that early?”

“I mean, I’d love to be able to sleep in, but my internal clock probably won’t let me.”

I drag my cold nose against her neck. “Then I’ll just have to tire you out so you don’t have a choice.”

Giggling, she turns in my arms, her smile blinding and her eyes shining in the midday sun. She’s so fucking stunning, natural and pure, strong and gentle all at the same time. She’s the woman I crave every minute, the company I want at the end of each day, and the person I’m meant to be with for the rest of my life.

I love her.

I think on some level I always have.

And I’m terrified that she may never be able to open herself up to me completely because she loved my best friend first.

“Thank you again for planning this, for forcing me to take time away.”

“Believe me, it was a struggle for me too.” I pull a strand of her hair away from her face that the breeze blew across her lips. “But now we’re here and we’re going to make the most of it.” I take her by the hand and lead her back through the double French doors, closing them behind us. “I’m gonna start a fire in the wood burning stove. Why don’t you go unpack and then we can go grab some lunch?”

“Sounds good.”

After I get the fire going and the heat starts to warm up the space, I head to the master bedroom where Astrid’s unpacking. I intend to take her into town to grab some lunch and groceries,but when I enter the room, I decide the first thing I need to eat isher—every fucking inch of her.

Astrid is taking her toiletries out of her suitcase, walking to the master bathroom when she sees me standing in the doorway, my body rigid and about to snap. And she stops. “Penn?”

“Take your pants off.”

Her eyes go wide, her lips part, and the small bag that she’s holding falls to the floor. “Oh…”

I strip off my flannel, rip my beanie from my head, and reach behind my neck to bring my shirt up over my head. Astrid’s eyes darken right before me. “I’ve waited all week to taste you again, and I’m not waiting any longer.”

“But I thought we were going to lunch?”

“I’m going to eat my appetizer right now.” She smirks at me. “What part of me wanting to fuck you all over this cabin did you not understand?”

She starts to laugh, but I race toward her, pick her up and toss her over my shoulder before throwing her on the bed, her giggles ringing out around us. She starts stripping off her shirt as I pull down her black leggings, finding her pussy covered in black lace that hints at the prize hiding underneath.

I drag my nose over her slit, pushing her thighs open to make room for my shoulders.

“Fuck, I can smell you. You like the idea of me licking your pussy, don’t you, Astrid?”

“Yes…” she mewls, burying her hands in my hair.

I hook my thumbs under the string on her hip and pull the fabric down her legs, kissing up her calves and knees, the inside of her thighs, before I make my way back to her core, dragging the entire length of my tongue through her wetness.

“Penn…”

Fueled by the desire in her voice, I take my time building her up—worshiping her the way she deserves, reminding her of our insane chemistry, proving to her the way we want each other can’t be wrong when it’s this fucking good.

I’m tired of feeling guilty. I’m tired of wondering “what if?”

I just want to be here, in the present, drowning in this woman and proving to her that us together is right.

It has to be.

Flicking her clit softly, I look up at her from between her legs, watching her come undone as my fingers and tongue bring her over the edge. And when she’s spent, when her breaths return to normal, she sighs contently, and I wonder if she’d rather just order in. I’m not sure if we have that option given our remote location.

But when her head pops up and our eyes meet, she licks her lips and pounces on me. “Now it’s my turn.”

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