Page 30 of Cozy Cabin for Two
“I like the way you’re thinking.” He sat on the bed and removed his yellow and black flannel shirt. My eyes glazed over at the sight of him here, his golden skin and abs on display.
“Then you should have taken a peek inside my head today with all the thoughts about you.” Iremoved my wool sweater, leaving my bra on. The heat of his eyes on me prickled my skin.
“Oh yeah? Tell me.”
“I’d rather show you.” I dropped to my knees between his legs and licked my lips.
“Yep. I definitely like the way you think.” He quickly undid his jeans and shoved them down. His rod of steel popped out, twitching toward my mouth.
I devoured him, my tongue claiming him while my hand worked mercilessly at his base.
“Holy fuck, look at you on your knees, taking all of me in,” he growled, his hips bucking upward. His hand gathered my hair to one side. “That’s it. Such a good girl, swallowing every inch. You look beautiful, sucking me so good. The best I’ve ever had.”
Drunk on his praise, knowing how closely he watched me, I swallowed him even deeper. My grip became iron at his base as he began to thrust against my throat. I groaned around him; the vibration making him curse and shudder.
“Is this too much?” He gasped, his voice breaking when I almost gagged.
I let him go with a pop and peered up at him, fluttering my lashes, tears coming to my eyes. “I canhandle it.”
He grinned and caressed my cheek. “Yes, you can. Carry on, gorgeous.”
His outdoorsy scent overwhelmed me as I pressed my face against him, taking over like a starving animal returning to the hunt. I became possessed with the need to break him apart. My mouth sucked like a vise, and my throat relaxed further to take it all, never stopping until I had his surrender.
His grunts multiplied, his restraint giving in as pleasure overtook him. When he came, his fingers twisted painfully in my hair, but I didn’t move. He erupted, biting his lip, swallowing his moans. I consumed him completely, every drop, until he fell back on the bed, spent.
“Ah. This bed is everything I hoped it’d be.” His chest rose and fell. “And much more comfortable than that pitiful mattress at the bunkhouse.”
I crawled up beside him, curling into his arms, hating that I lay every night in this luxury while he slept in a house of snoring men. I played my fingertips gently along the hard ridges of his muscles, listening to his heartbeat and breathing return to regular levels.
The past week had become our new normal. He was finally mine. He’d shown up every day to see Ro off to the bus, as promised. But after, he returnedto the cabin, and we attacked each other like we couldn’t get enough.
The first morning, he’d taken me from behind at the kitchen counter while I was baking cookies for the open house. Another morning, I rode him on a pile of blankets in front of a roaring fire in the fireplace. And I’d never forget how we figured out a way to fit the two of us into the cozy little shower here in the bathroom and get each other off.
Now this. Tonight after church, Poppy had brought Ro back to the cabin early because she was tired. It gave Ash and me more time to sway to the music as Knox played, and hang out with everyone at the pergola. But when he drove us back to the cabin, I didn’t want the night to end. I talked him into sneaking in here after Poppy left with her sisters.
This was his cabin, and he had every right to be here with us.
“I want to wake up in your arms, Ash,” I admitted, lifting on an elbow to see his reaction.
He opened one eye. “What about Ro?”
That was more than a question about my daughter, but about us. People could see we were together, but we kept careful around Ro. I didn’t think she caught on yet that Ash and I were—something.
I had no doubt where Ash and I were headed—toforever together—but until he confirmed he was on the same page, I hated to get her hopes up about us becoming a family.
“I could set my phone alarm and leave before she wakes up,” he suggested.
I sighed back into him. “Right, guess we’re not ready to tell her yet.”
“Hey, we’ll figure it out at some point.” He must have sensed that I was troubled, because he rolled over on top of me, kneeing my thighs open. He hovered on his elbows and kissed me. “But right now, I need to be inside you. I need to take you in my bed for the first time in this cozy cabin I built.”
His cock hard again, so fast, proved a perfect distraction from the conversation we needed to have someday.
“Mmm.”My voice was thick with sleep when Ash’s phone alarm went off.
“Morning, beautiful.” He nuzzled into my neck, kissing that sensitive spot below my ear. “Howare you feeling?”
I curled deeper into him. “Like last night was a dream.”
