Page 59 of Heartstrings & Horizons
An older couple walking hand in hand in our direction stops at the side of our table. I would guess that they’re in their 40’s or 50’s, but they’re holding onto each other like they’re in high school and it’s their first date.
“Sorry to intrude. You look so in love, I wanted to offer to take a photo of you together,” she says.
“That would be amazing. Thank you!”
“No problem at all, hun. If you could just tell me what button to push.”
After making sure the settings are right, I show her how she can just tap on my face on the touch screen to focus and take the photo. I return to my spot at the table and lean over towards Cade, placing my hand on his thigh. She snaps a couple of photos before we turn andlook at each other. He cups my cheek and brings his lips to my forehead when she snaps one more. I already know that one is going to be my favorite.
“Young love,” she says wistfully, as she hands me back the camera. “Hang onto it with everything you have. It’s fragile but worth it.”
We don’t argue with her assessment as the weight of her declaration settles over us.
“Thank you,” Cade says. “It was nice meeting you.”
We spend the rest of our day meandering around Niagara falls, ducking into various shops and taking one last look at the falls before we return to the hotel.
Cade
We hit the road at the ass crack of dawn, stopping to grab some coffee and a couple of breakfast sandwiches before we set out on the 12 hour drive back to Oak Ridge. I keep stealing glances over at Paige as she reads something on her Kindle; her cheeks are flushed and I'm curious to know what has her flustered. Her curly hair is effortlessly thrown into a bun on her head, tight leggings hugging the dips of her ass and thighs, and my girl chose to wearmyhoodie. She is a fucking dream come true. I still can’t believe she asked to come back to Oak Ridge with me. This was never a part of the plan but fuck if I’m not thrilled.
My only uncertainty centers around the knowledge that I will eventually have to take her to meet my mom. When she found out about our engagement, she was less than thrilled. As the only boy in the family, my mom tends to dote on me and simultaneously suffocate me in certain aspects of my life. Everything happened too suddenly for her liking and, while I understand that this looks a little suspicious from certain points of view, I have no doubts about our relationship. She’ll just have to get used to Paige being in my life — there is no other option. The rest of my family is mostly supportive. Jemma is thrilled to have someone to talk to about her upcoming wedding in June.
I lift my hand and rest it on Paige’s thigh as I pull onto the next exit towards Kentucky. Paige places her hand on top of mine and gives me a soft smile before returning to her book. Her scent is permeating the air around us and it’s taking everything in me not to pull over and fuck her in the back seat.
“Easy, Cowboy. I can see the wheels turning in that big ol’ brain of yours. Don’t be getting any ideas, we won’t both fit in the backseat of this tiny ass car so you’re going to have to keep it together.”
It’s insane how well she can read me already. “Tell me what you’re reading about.”
A blush creeps up her chest. “It’s a romance book”
“Hmm, why don’t you read some of it out loud?”
“Wh-what?”
“Read it out loud, Paige.” My tone is commanding. She looks down at the bulge in my jeans and her eyes go wide. “Go on, baby.”
She brings her focus back to the kindle in her hands and picks up where she left off.
“‘Fuck, baby, you’re already soaked,” he says, as he strokes a finger through her slit. ‘I’m going to fucking devour you, Ava. Sit on my fucking face.’”
Holy. Fuck.
I knew it was something spicy judging purely by the flush on her cheeks, but I was not adequately prepared to hear those words coming out of her mouth.
“She straddles my head, her hands clinging to the headboard as I snake my arms under her thighs and pull her wet pussy down to my mouth, sucking on her clit as her moans fill the silence.”
My cock is straining behind my shorts as she reads her filthy little romance book. Keeping my eyes fixed on the road, I reach across the console to the waistband of her leggings, dipping lower to slip my hand beneath her panties.
“You’re soaked, baby,” I say, desire evident in my voice. “Is this book turning you on, or me?”
I push 2 fingers into her wet heat, stroking lightly.
“Both,” she says, breathlessly.
I pull my hand free and bring my fingers to my mouth, tasting her sweetness. Quickly pulling onto a gravel road, I find a small alcove hidden amongst some trees.
“What are you doing?”
