Page 75 of Sawyer
“Come on, Mama, let me show you our room.”Sawyer grabs my hand again, and we leave the boys, closing the door and walking farther down the hall.
“Where’s your brother?”I look around.
“There’s another wing.He left to go there after we drove up,” Sawyer confirms, and my eyebrows lift.The house looks massive from the driveway, one of those mansions that you can’t see from the road due to the large pines and tall gates, but a whole other wing brings it all into perspective.
When he opens the door to his room, it’s like I forget how to speak.
“What do you think?”he asks.
“I think… I think…” I look everywhere, trying to take it all in.The room is larger than my kitchen and living room combined.The bed, I’ve never seen anything like it.Expansive windows overlook the manicured gardens outside, with French doors opening onto a large patio.I take a few more steps inside and see a walk-in closet, half filled with men’s clothes and half filled with women's clothes.Frowning, I turn around to face him with a question on the tip of my tongue.
“I… ahh… I just got some clothes in for you, in case you left anything at home that you might need,” he rushes to explain, knowing exactly what I was thinking.But then what he says sinks in.
“These are for me?”I ask in disbelief.There are jeans, tops, sweaters, leggings, dresses, everything you could imagine.
“Victoria helped me pick things out.We also got some for the boys in their room.”
I walk around a bit more and step into the bathroom, this room again bigger than my own at home and fully marble, with a large tub, dual sinks, and a double shower.
“Are you okay?”He approaches my side, and I look up at him.
“Why in the world are you sleeping at my place when you have all this?”I’m gobsmacked, and he chuckles.
“Because as good as this is, it doesn’t have you.”
My chest is fluttering even before he takes my lips in his and wraps his hands around my waist, pulling me tight.
After the night we’ve had and the emotions I’ve moved through, I lean into him and give myself over.This man has continually shown me that he’s here for me and the boys, and as his tongue slides against mine, I feel the last steel fence around my heart disappear completely.
“You feel so good in my arms, Mama,” he murmurs against my lips, deepening our kiss as his hands splay over my back and hips, touching me as much as he can.
“Sawyer?”I say breathily.
“Yeah?”
“Make me forget about tonight…” I’m tentative, still a little nervous at how I approach sex with a man, although Sawyer makes it easier and easier all the time.
“Tell me what you want, baby.”His lips slide down my jaw, and I feel my nipples pebble, my senses heightened.
“I want you… I just want you…”
I shiver as his fingers run down to the hem of my dress, reaching mid-thigh before he lifts it up and straight off my body.When I kick off my boots, he peels off his shirt, leaving him bare-chested in jeans, a sight I’m still not used to.I swallow roughly as I look him over.
“Take your time, baby.We’ve got all night.”A wicked grin comes to his face as my cheeks heat from ogling him.
“I don’t want to wait a minute longer.”I barely finish saying the words before he’s on me.His lips smash into mine again, and his hands find my ass, lifting me and walking us to his bed.
“I lose all control around you…” With lips brandishing my neck, his hands unclip my bra, then he pulls the straps from my shoulders, finding my pebbled nipple with his kisses almost instantly.
“Oh God… I forgot how good your lips feel…” I moan, biting my bottom lip as I throw my bra across the room before my hands dive to his waist, and I open his jeans.As I push them over his hips, he sits up, kicking off his boots and jeans and underwear before coming back to me, the only thing between us now my basic cotton underpants.
“I forgot how good your body feels against mine.”His mouth trails over my curves, leaving a trail from my nipples over my stomach and hips.His hands mold my breasts, and I see the redness from his injury today, completely contrasting with my pale skin, and my arousal increases even more.
“So fucking beautiful,” he groans as he sits up to look me over, and I grab his hand, pulling him back to me so our naked bodies collide.He’s warm on top of me, my legs spreading for him as he kisses me until I’m breathless.
“Yes… please…” I pant out when I feel his hand hovering over my center, wanting to feel his touch everywhere, needing more.
“So eager for me… so fucking eager,” he grits out, and as his finger brushes my clit, my body jolts, my back arching.His lips find my nipple again as he starts to work my body like he knows every inch.
