AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Not once today did I think of my time in the cabin, and I’m only thinking about it now because I just realized it.
“The dress fitting, the cake tasting, the flowers…” I sigh, “Thank you so much, Christopher. I know it must’ve been boring for you.”
“It wasn’t,” he says as he comes to fold his arms around me. Giving me a sexy smirk, he continues, “It was actually fun. I never knew women could get so excited about chocolate cake.”
I lift my arms, wrapping them around his neck. “It was the frosting. God, it just melted in my mouth. Mhh…”
His features instantly change from playful to predatory. “Make that sound again,” he orders.
“Mhh.”
His hands drop to my ass, and grabbing hold, he says, “Up.” Then he lifts me.
I wrap my legs around him, then let out a chuckle. “Mhh… I like where this is going.”
“You keep doing that, and we won’t make it to the stairs,” he warns, his voice low and deep.
Christopher carries me to the bedroom, but he heads into the closet instead of walking to the bed.
“Oh…kay?”
“Legs down,” he instructs.
I lower my feet to the ground and then wonder what’s going on. I’ve been worried about the fact that Christopher hasn’t initiated sex between us.
Then he turns me, so I’m facing the full-length mirror.
“Watch while I undress you,” he murmurs as he begins to pull the zip down of the dress I’m wearing.
My gaze locks on Christopher’s reflection when his palms skim over my shoulders, and he pushes the fabric off me. It pools at my feet, leaving me in my underwear and heels.
His mouth curves up, and he draws his bottom lip between his teeth. “So fucking sexy.”
His arms come around me, his chest pressing to my back. With one hand, he takes hold of my hip while the other caresses the stretch of skin over my ribs.
“So fucking soft,” he groans as he lowers his head, pressing a kiss to my shoulder.
Goosebumps spread over my skin, and he instantly notices, his smile hungry as his eyes flick to mine in the mirror.
“Do you see what I see?” he asks.
No. I only see him.
His fingers go to the snap of my bra, and then the lace falls from me. The hand on my ribs moves up until he cups my breast, and I struggle to keep my eyes open from how good his touch feels.
“Perfect. So goddamn perfect.” His voice makes my abdomen clench. “Step out of your shoes.” I do as he says, kicking them to the side.
Christopher’s hands move down to my panties, and his fingers skim over the lace before he pushes it down. When I’m naked, with him still fully clothed behind me, it makes desire burn through me.
God, this is a whole different level of hot.
His hand slips between my legs, and seeing the veins snaking up his wrist and arm makes heat pool in my core. My breathing speeds up, and my lips part.
“Watch as I make you come,” he grumbles, his voice heavy with lust.
“God,” I whisper, my whole body coming alive as his finger begins to circle my clit. My head falls back against his shoulder. Reaching back, I place my hands on the sides of his thighs, and then my fingers curl into the fabric of his chinos.
“Eyes on us, Dash,” he murmurs.
I instantly focus on where he’s touching me. My abdomen clenches as everything begins to tighten in me. “Christopher,” I moan, my breaths coming faster.
“Come for me, Dash.” The rough timbre of his voice sends me spiraling over the edge. My thighs clench as my back arches.
Christopher’s eyes darken while he watches me as I orgasm, and then he asks, “Do you see what I see? How fucking sexy you are. God, your body, your breasts…” His hand moves to my butt, and he grabs hold of a cheek. “This ass. You’re a fucking wet dream.”
My eyes scan over my body, and in this intimate moment we’re sharing, I feel absolutely beautiful.
“I see what you see,” I answer him as I turn to face him. I begin to unbutton his shirt as I press a kiss to his jaw. Lifting my eyes to his, I whisper, “I need you.”
He doesn’t help me take off his clothes but instead asks, “What do you need from me?”
“Everything,” I mutter as I push his shirt off his shoulders.
Christopher shakes his head. “Be specific.”
I reach for his pants. “You naked on top of me,” I admit.
“And then?” The corner of his mouth lifts.
“We make love.” My eyes snap back up to his when I realize what he did. I said the word without any hesitation, no fear, no vile memories. I know it’s not the exact words, but it’s another step forward.
A smile forms around his lips as he brings his hands up, framing my face. He presses a hard kiss to my mouth, then growls, “Get your sexy ass on that bed. Now.”
