Page 130 of Play of Love
Chapter 5
Scott
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Nothing seemed quite real from that point onwards, and I felt like the world had stopped around me and I was trapped in my need for her. We’d just about managed to get themselves together and decent before the mechanic came. The time had gone by so fast, too fast.
That second time left me weak from Abi’s touch and begging for more. On the whole ride to Lake Tahoe, I wanted her again. I wanted Abi badly, to the point where I thought I’d go crazy with the need that I had for her. It was hard to sit next to her in the tow truck and not touch her, and, worse, to wait all that time at the garage to do the paperwork when all I wanted to do was devour her. She wanted me too. I’d seen all the signs of her arousal, just like before.
The mechanic said the car could realistically be ready by tomorrow morning. Since I knew that Margo would be safe for the night, that sounded like music to my ears. I could tell it was the same for Abi. Her face lit up as I took her hand and led her to the very best hotel we could find. It was about fifteen minutes from the garage, in a quiet area that overlooked the bright blue waters of the lake. It was definitely beautiful, but I had another beauty to enjoy.
I booked the best room they had and enjoyed the little girly giggles Abi made when I picked her up and carried her to our room. I imagined her beautiful, fantasy body wrapped in silk sheets and me all over her. The minute I opened the door, I smiled with satisfaction at the décor. Yes, this was perfect. The bed was perfect, with cream-colored silky sheets that would look great against the bronze sun-kissed tone of my Babydoll’s skin. I put her down so she could look about the room.
“This is beautiful,” she beamed, rushing over to the long French window and gazing out at the scenic view that surrounded them. I agreed. It was beautiful but was nothing in comparison to the woman before me who was like walking temptation. When she turned back, she smiled at me, seeing that my attention was fixed on her. She giggled when I walked over to her and kissed her, loving the taste of her lips. As the kiss got hotter, I moved with her over to the wall. She rested her head against it when I placed my arms either side of her.
I moved slowly. I wanted to take my time with her and appreciate her. I wanted to savor this moment with her as if I were indulging in an exquisite meal in the finest restaurant in the world. So, I looked her over, taking in the way she looked and how turned on she was for me. I could see it all.
“You’re giving me that look again.” A tiny smile danced on her delicious lips.
“What look would that be, baby?”
“Like you know what I’m thinking even before I do,” she whispered softly.
“I do. I know you and everything about you, remember?”
The flame that used to glow within her eyes for me blazed. It was so different than the hurt I saw there earlier, and it made me feel good that I was making progress. The fire had melted away the ice queen she had been this morning, along with the fortress she’d built to keep me out.
“I remember,” she said.
“Good.” I lowered my head to capture her lips again and enjoyed the sound she made when I moved to nibble on her neck.
“This is so crazy Scott,” she laughed.
“I know, and I want to enjoy you. Every little piece of you.”
She laughed again. “I want to enjoy you, too.”
It pleased me to hear that, and my already hard cock stirred against me at the memory of what she did to me earlier with her hot, wild mouth.
“You can, baby. All of me belongs to you. You’re Scott’s girl.” I fixed my gaze on hers. Maybe it sounded like sex talk, but I realized that it was actually how I felt. I’d been right to think the way I had about her, to think that she was the only woman I’d ever met that I should have been serious about. What an idiot I’d been. God, I was such a fool, and look at me now, desperate for her. So much more than I thought, or could have imagined.
“I’m Scott’s girl?” She giggled pointing to herself as if she didn’t know. I could easily get lost in her beauty.
“Always.” I smiled.
“Always?” Something that resembled that hurt flickered within her eyes, but only for a moment. It was gone before I could really take note of it, but it made me feel bad all the same. The same way I knew what she was thinking, I knew I was walking on dangerous ground, and I hoped she didn’t think I was toying with her emotions.
She looked down for a moment and said, “I lied earlier.”
“Baby, you told many lies earlier.” I reached for her chin and lifted her gaze back to me. “I couldn’t keep up. Which lie are we talking about?”
She smiled at my joke. “I said no when you asked me if I missed you.”
It was the first time all day that she let me in.
Sure, I knew she’d been just as consumed as I was when the passion gripped us, but this was her. Her soul was speaking.
“Did you miss me, Babydoll?” I kept my hands to her chin, holding her there because I wanted to see her eyes.
