“Murray…” My hands had frozen in placed, my muscles liquefied. A curl, lazy and smug lifted the corner of his mouth as he straightened my dress and lifted me down. Bending, he picked up my panties and helped me step into them, first one foot, then the other, my hands still gripping onto his shoulders for much needed balance.
His fingers brushed my knees as he stood up, rearranging himself in his shorts.
“That worked up an appetite,” he growled into my neck.
I moved back so I could look at him properly. His rugged face was softened with lust. It amazed me that he got more beautiful every time I looked at him. And he was beautiful; he’d surpassed handsome weeks ago.
“Murray?”
“Yes?” he smirked, kissing my neck and I almost forgot what I was about to say, then he stopped me again with another kiss. “Come on, let’s go have lunch.”
I took the hand he was holding out to me and allowed him to guide me from the room, meekly following like he hadn’t just eviscerated my world for the second time in a little over fifteen hours. And I’d done nothing. He’d not asked me for anything, not expected anything from me in return, for making me come like no one ever had before him. For blowing my mind. He’d also not given me the opportunity. And I wanted it, I wanted that opportunity. More than I’d ever wanted anything.
“There you both are,” Diane exclaimed as we made our way back outside. “Wondering where you’d got to.”
The whole family looked up from the table as we stepped onto the veranda, Wolf and Alex beside themselves with satisfaction they were right. I could still feel my body glowing in the embers of my orgasm and I had no doubt it was visible to the two of them, too.
“I was showing Kit the library, because she loves libraries.”
I almost choked on my inhale as he gave me the dirtiest most suggestive wink I’d ever seen, before he pulled me into him and kissed my head, making me blush even more. “It’s actually really cool, all first editions.”
No one seemed to care that he’d kissed me, which clarified that everyone either already knew Murray and I were something, or assumed it was about to happen and didn’t care.
He pulled out a chair at the table for me to sit down and then took a place next to me. Wolf poured me a glass of wine.
“You love libraries?” she asked with pointed amusement and a tilt to her head.
I nodded. “I mean, not like a weirdo, but I studied English and I’ve spent a lot of time in them. The one here is really impressive.”
Not that I’d properly had a chance to look. I’d have to go back in when I wasn’t accompanied by my own personal sex pest.
“You loved this one,” Murray whispered, for my ears only. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat. I don’t know how he’d done it, but only ten minutes after I’d seen stars, I was already desperate for another round, desperate to feel him inside me.
I hadn’t realized Jasper and Freddie weren’t at the table either until they walked out and sat down. “All kids that are supposed to be asleep, are.”
There was a unified sigh of relief and everyone tucked into the enormous spread of giant salads, Snapper, freshly baked bread, vegetables, cheese – the chefs had outdone themselves. I could certainly get used to this.
“What’s everyone doing this afternoon?”
There were cries of pool, beach, and naps.
“I’m taking Kit and heading down the beach, into the town. We’ll go when Bell’s awake and take her and Barclay.” Murray’s voice carried an undertone making it clear it wasn’t an open invitation.
I shifted again as one of his big hands squeezed the top of my thigh.
It was like he’d read my mind. A walk along the beach was exactly what I wanted to do. As much as I loved this family, I needed alone time with Murray.
* * *
Barclay raced down to the water, jumping about in the surf as Murray and I walked out of the compound gates and down to the beach. Bell was strapped to his chest, facing forward, and wearing the cutest striped sunhat while his big bicep rested against my neck, his fingers dangling down the straps of my dress.
It was busier than it had been this morning; more families, more dogs. A lot of people had taken the day off to enjoy a long Easter weekend.
“It’s beautiful here.”
“Yeah, it is.”
“Do you come here much?”