I scoop her up and carry her out to my truck without saying goodbye to anyone. But we don’t miss the girls calling out to her and telling her to “get it.”
After depositing her in the passenger seat, I run over to my side. Ready to floor it back to the inn.
“It’s weird to not have Lily again. This is the second time I’ve been without her,” she says quietly, staring out the window.
“I’m not going to lie, I’m having a hard time reconciling Lily’s sweet mom with the woman who ripped Tiff off my lap tonight.” I chuckle recalling the scene in my mind. “Both are equally as hot.”
“I can’t believe I did that. I wasn’t always so sweet. There’s a reason I got mixed up with Jack. But the day I got pregnant, I knew I wanted to be better. Then I met Aggie, and I strived to be just like her. She was my role model. So I became the best mom I could be for Lily. I wish I could say the same for Jack.” She reaches over to rest her hand on my leg.
“I’m sorry he was like that. You and Lily didn’t deserve that.” She gives me a self-deprecating laugh in response.
“It’s fine, honestly, I feel like it’s the karma I deserve. I was a mean girl. And I got what I wanted, when I wanted it. Until I didn’t. I learned real quick how cruel life could be. The only bright light I had at the end was my best friend Sophia. I miss her.”
“You don’t deserve anything but the best.”
She looks over at me, smiling in the moonlight streaming through the windows as I park outside my cabin. “I think I found it.”
Leaning over the center console, I meet her, our lips meshing together until we’re both panting and trying to reach for each other.
I have to pull away from her if I want more of her, so I hesitantly peel myself away. But I don’t waste a second running around the truck to pull her out. Her legs wrap around my waist and her lips trail feather light kisses down my neck as I struggle to get the door unlocked and opened.
My fingers are itching to explore her body, to see what’s underneath her tee. I spin our bodies once we get inside, slamming her back into the door and returning the trail of kisses down her neck. Her head lulls back against the door as she moans out her pleasure.
“Tell me you’re sure about this, about us. I don’t want a fling. I’m all in for you, Aubrey.”
“I’m all in. I want this. I want you. I want it all.” Her hands work to pull my own tee over my head. I use my hips to hold her up while she works it off inch by inch.
A growl escapes my lips when she lazily drags her fingernails across my abs and chest.
“I need to see what you’ve got on underneath. I haven’t stopped thinking about it.” I rip her own tee over her head, exposing the plum lace bra. “You got my favorite color.” A sly grin spreads.
“Technically I already had it purchased when you told me, it was just a happy coincidence.”
Wrapping my arms back around her, I take long strides to the bedroom. My heart racing knowing what I get to do next, unwrap my new favorite present.
She giggles at me when I struggle to get out of my shoes without letting her go. To teach her a lesson, I toss her on the bed and rip off all my clothes in slow torturous fashion for her to watch.
“Is this supposed to be a punishment for laughing at you?”
“Yes.”
“You should probably rethink that. I’m quite enjoying myself.” She laces her fingers behind her head and relaxes back on my pillows.
“I’ll have to think of other ways to make you pay.” I wink before crawling up the bed. “Tell me, is this a matching set?” I kiss at her shoulder where the strap for her bra lays.
“Maybe.” A coy grin appears, one that promises mischief I won’t soon forget.
Grazing my fingers over her breasts, circling her peaked nipples, I travel lower to the buttons of her jeans. I pull the corner and all the buttons undo easily for me to slide them down her legs. The more skin that gets exposed, the harder my cock grows.
Fuck. Itisa matching set.
I throw myself over her, straddling her glorious body.
“I’m sorry about the stretch marks,” she whispers.
My gaze travels to where her hands are attempting to hide her stomach. “Nope. We are not doing that.” I remove her hands, moving them to the side. “I want every part of this perfect body, and I don’t want you to feel ashamed for any of it. This body carried one of my favorite people on this planet. This body was made just for me, and I’m going to worship every inch of your skin.”
Leaning down, I begin my exploration by kissing every stretch mark I can map out with my fingertips. I move down her right leg, kissing and licking at her smooth skin. Nipping at her inner thigh on my way down to her calf. I start my perusal back up theother side. Gripping tight at her hips. Pushing her arms up over her head, I grip each of her hands in my one, her small delicate fingers easily fitting in mine. I hold them there, not letting her move while I kiss her like my next breath depends on it.
