Page 30 of Starts With a Bang

“There’s a brick oven out back, and we’re going to do wood-fired pizzas,” she said excitedly. “I bought every type of topping I could think of to cover all the bases.”

“Sounds perfect.” I leaned closer and whispered, “Everything is going to be fine. You don’t have to try so hard.”

She patted my cheek and sighed. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” I held out my hand to Sven, and he slipped his fingers between mine. “We’re going to unpack and get settled. Let me know when you’re ready to make dinner. Wood-fired pizza is my favorite, but I’ve never seen it done.”

“It will be a first for all of us.” Mom winked. “Dad and I watched some YouToo videos, so we have a plan.” God, could they be any cuter? I didn’t bother correcting her. “You two go rest, and I’ll let you know when it’s time.”

I led Sven back to our luggage and took the hall in the direction my dad said. There was only one bedroom, and it was a doozy. It was three times the size of my apartment. The bed was big enough for a small army and covered with luxurious linens I couldn’t wait to mess up with Sven.

“Holy shit. No wonder Janet is pissed we won this room in the drawing.”

“Drawing?” Sven asked.

I repeated what my dad said as I inspected the fireplace and the massive television above the mantel. “Wonder if this is a smart TV. I could access my streaming accounts and show you what your entertainment has been missing.” I spun around and noticed Sven was nowhere in sight.

He poked his head out of a doorway and beckoned me closer. “You’ve got to see this bathroom.”

My jaw dropped when I entered the room. The mixture of marble, wood, and copper gave the space a luxurious Western charm.

“Look at that bathtub,” Sven said, then pointed in case I didn’t see the massive copper structure on the opposite end of the room. “Do you have any idea what I could do to you in there?”

“I can’t wait for you to show me.”

“And that shower!” Sven walked to it and practically put his face up against the glass wall like a kid outside a toy shop at Christmas. His breath even fogged up the glass a little. “Marble benches. I can’t wait to bounce on your thighs in there.”

“My ass just clenched at the thought of sitting on cold marble.”

Sven pointed to a control panel near the shower. “It’s heated. And there’s an option to warm the floors and turn on a ceiling heater for when you step out of the shower.”

“Just need a refrigerator and a microwave, and we’d be all set. Wouldn’t have to leave the room.”

Sven looked wistfully at the shower. “Would you mind if I freshened up before we…”

I smiled wickedly. “Of course not. I’ll check out the rest of the room and meet you on the bed.”

Sven stood on his tiptoes and kissed me. “I won’t be long.” He turned to the shower’s panel and started fiddling with theoptions. Water came out of the multiple showerheads and the jets along the far wall. “Oh, this is exciting.”

I chuckled and ducked back into the bedroom to give him privacy to explore the shower. I kicked off my shoes and admired what would surely be our sanctuary from my family’s chaos. For a second, I wondered what they were discussing in the kitchen, but Sven’s off-key singing dragged my attention to what mattered most. There was plenty of room in the dressers, and I found a walk-in closet that was bigger than my bedroom. I didn’t know how many outfits Sven brought, but he’d have plenty of room to store his things and make himself feel at home. Instead of unpacking, I stretched out on the bed. The comforter felt like it was made from clouds, and the pillow had the perfect amount of firmness. Yep, I was going to make the best of my time in purgatory.

I raised my arms over my head and smiled as my favorite fantasy of Sven played out in my head. The dreams of him riding my cock would become a reality as soon as he finished in the shower. My limbs and eyelids felt heavy, and I seemed to sink deeper into the cloud as the tension drained from my body. I’d just close my eyes and rest them for a few seconds while I waited for my boyfriend to join me.

Next thing I knew, someone snored loudly in the bed. My eyes flew open, and I realized I’d rolled over onto my left side and had fallen asleep. I was the one snoring. Sven sat propped up against the headboard beside me, reading something on his phone. He was bare-chested and wore only a pair of red-and-green plaid lounge pants.

Sven looked over at me and smiled. “Hi, sleepyhead.”

I sat up too fast and made myself dizzy. That’s when I noticed the crusty spot on the corner of my mouth. Great, I’d not only fallen asleep on him, but I’d snored and drooled. “I can’t believe you didn’t take the keys from my pocket and leave.”

“Why would I do that?”

I lay back down and covered my head with my pillow. “I wanted things to go better this time.” My words came out muffled by the pillow, but he heard me just fine.

Sven snatched the pillow off my face and shifted on the bed to straddle my hips. He leaned over me and braced his hands on either side of my head. He rocked his hips forward, and I didn’t bother to hold back the moan.

“That right there,” Sven said. “Your immediate reaction to me drives me wild.”

He rocked his hips again and sent desire zinging through my blood. If I didn’t take control of the situation, things would be over too fast again. In a series of fluid motions, I grabbed Sven’s hips, rolled him to his back, and tucked myself between his spread thighs. “It’s my turn to drive you wild.”

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