Page 48 of Unravel You

I had to reconcile myself to the idea that this place was his home. The people here were his family. If I wanted a life with him, I had to learn to embrace all of it. I’d been too naive before to think we could stay in our little bubble up in the mountains.

Derek pressed his face on my skirt right over my core to build my anticipation as he removed my underwear and stuffed it into the pocket of his jeans. I’d been embarrassed to tell him what I wanted from him. As usual, he liked pushing me to the limit, urging me to fight for what I wanted, letting me know I deserved all of this.

He lifted the skirt of my dress. I gripped his shoulder and met his blue gaze. He parted his lips and kissed my clit. Soft at first until I relaxed against his mouth and let go of his shirt. A year ago, if someone had told me I’d end up in Atlanta, in the middle of the woods, having sex with an incredibly gorgeous man who loved me, I would have said they were out of their minds.

“Derek.” I whispered his name over and over as my need mounted. Every pass he made along my slit with his tongue, his lips, and his finger, I inched closer to the edge.

“You can have more of that later, but right now, I need to be inside you.”

When I opened my eyes, his mouth captured mine as he gripped my hip. His tongue tangled with mine with the same rhythm he’d used on my bud. It was such a turn-on. I wrapped my leg around him, and he entered me.

“Fuck. You feel so good. I missed this. I miss waking up next to you.”

“Me too.” I ran my hands up his abs and chest. His body felt harder. “I hate being away from you.”

With a hand braced on the the tree trunk for support, he thrust into me while his arm held my waist tight. A gentle mist lingered around us and pooled on my skin. Derek licked tiny droplets off my neck and shoulder, moving the spaghetti straps of my dress out of the way as he made his way down to my breast. My nipples ached for him so badly. Somewhere far away from us, thunder rolled right before lightning cracked across the sky beyond the treetops.

“We have to go.” He panted in between breaths on my temple.

I shook my head and grabbed a fistful of his shirt. “No. I need to finish.”

“Do you think I could say no to that?” He chuckled.

He slid a thumb across my lips, then pumped hard, exactly where I needed him. After several beats, everything spiraled out of focus. The heat inside me spread and spread until I couldn’t hold it anymore. My orgasm rippled through me in waves, warm and so intense.

“I could watch you come all day,” he whispered in my ear. His words became a soft moan before he gripped my ass and found his own release.

I let my head fall against the tree trunk. “Wow, I’ve never that done before.”

“Rainwater tastes so good on your skin.” He squinted up at the sky. “Fuck that got here fast.”

The storm that had been looming over us finally moved in and dropped a torrent on our heads. With a yelp, I fixed my dress and bolted toward the house with Derek on my heels.

Inside the house, the cold chill of the air conditioner brought me back to reality. Did we just have sex in the woods? I slowed down my gait and turned to face Derek.

“Don’t even think about it. We’re not here.” He took my hand and pulled me toward the stairwell.

As soon as he closed the door to our suite, he pulled me into his arms and kissed me. Derek took off his wet clothes and left them in a pile next to my dress.

“We need a hot shower.” He chuckled.

My skin flushed under his gaze, and heat swirled at my core all over again. Omigod.

The master bathroom was done in gray and white tones. I shivered when my feet touched the cold marble floors, but I didn’t care. Derek was with me. We were going to be okay.

Rain pelted on the tall windows framed in wood painted a bright, cheery white. A huge canvas hung on the far end wall. It was a painting of a little boy on a tree swing. The contrast of light and dark was mesmerizing.

This place was so beautiful when it didn’t feel like a prison. When it didn’t threatened to take Derek away from me.

“Come here.” He pulled the lever next to the claw-foot bathtub.

The muscles on his back dipped and strained as he added body wash and salts to the steaming water. I stood there in awe of his body, those slim hips and round butt cheeks. I joined him by the tub and ran my hands up his thighs. He stopped what he was doing and let me touch him everywhere while I kissed his back.

“In you go.” He held me by the elbow as I climbed in.

The hot water prickled my cool skin, but it felt good not to be cold anymore. Derek sat behind me and pulled me toward him. He was so tall he barely fit. I rested my head on his shoulder, drawing long circles on his chest and abs. If our lives could be like this every day, everything would be so easy. But when has anything worth having been easy?

“I could get used to this.”

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