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We leave the beautiful lake and ride our bikes back to the main resort, then head to the pool with a lot more comfortable water. The rest of the day is spent at the pool, swimming, relaxing, and dreading the ticking clock. At least I’m dreading it. This weekend is disappearing too quickly and there’s nothing I can do about it.
When the sun sets we decide not to share dinner with everyone else, but instead head back to the cabin where we have another incredible night of lovemaking. I realize before I fall asleep that it’s possible to fall for a person in forty-eight hours.Yes, we’ve already had nearly three months together, but that was ten years ago. In one short weekend this man has already wedged himself back into my life.
This tells me I have to put an end to it right now. If I spend much more time with him, I’ll have no hope of ever getting over him. The thing I fear the most, though, is that if he wants to be with me, I’m not sure I can say no. My hope is he’ll kiss me goodbye tomorrow and take the choice out of my hands. It will be much easier that way. I can then hopefully start to hate him in a way I’ve never been able to before.
Chapter Twelve
Courtney
I wake alone and panic. I want to kick myself. I guess it doesn’t matter how much I try to convince myself I’m keeping my emotions at bay, obviously I’m not. I’ve woken alone for most of my life and I’m going to continue waking alone. There’s nothing wrong with that. So to feel even a second of panic at Blaze being gone makes me want to kick my own ass.
I climb from bed and laugh at myself as I limp into the bathroom. Dang, I’m sore. It’s a combination of the activities we’ve been doing outside... and inside. I turn the shower to hot and take my time, letting the water cascade over me. It does the trick and I’m not limping anymore when I climb out. I’m still sore, but hopefully I’ll be able to hide it.
When I step from the bathroom, Blaze is sitting at the same small table he was at yesterday. Yep, my breath hitches at the sight of him in his ripped jeans and a T-shirt, showcasing his beautiful chest, shoulders, and arms. I might have some regrets later, but for now I’m glad we’ve done this.
“You shouldn’t have bothered with clothes,” he says with a grin.
I can’t help but laugh. “We already had the naked talk. It would get quite awkward.”
“Oh, this naked is just for me right here in paradise.”
“I see you’re wearing a lot of clothes for a naked party.”
He stands and throws off his shirt before I can blink. I hold up a hand to stop him. “Blaze, I was kidding,” I say, but my mouth’s already watering. All thoughts of soreness evaporate as he reaches for the button on his pants, then slides down the zipper.
I told myself last night was our final time, but my resolution completely disappears as his pants fall to the floor and he hooks his fingers into his underwear. The second he reveals his incredibly impressive erection, any thoughts of running are gone.
He moves toward me with purpose, and I tremble as he draws near. He wraps his arms around me and pulls me in tight, his hard body touching every inch of me before his head descends and his lips capture mine.
I’m lost in his touch as he kisses me, his hands moving to the bottom of my shirt. He breaks from my lips long enough to pull my shirt over my head, then kisses me again as he undoes the clasp of my bra. One hand lifts as he cups my breast and squeezes, making me groan against his mouth.
Blaze turns us, then backs me against the bed before tossing me on it, making me giggle before he joins me, his lips once again on mine as he pushes against me. Now, I wish I came out of the bathroom naked, because I don’t want my pants blocking us from being skin to skin.
He kisses his way down my neck and my fingers bunch in the blankets as his mouth captures one of my nipples, his teeth scraping across it. I groan with pleasure as his hand kneads my other breast while he sucks and licks and nibbles until I’m begging for more.
He trails his mouth down my shaking stomach as his fingers find the button on my pants. He slowly pulls them and my panties off as his mouth latches onto each new piece of skin he reveals. Then I’m naked, and he spreads my thighs wide, his mouth devouring my core, making me scream in pleasure.
It doesn’t take long for him to bring me to orgasm, and I shake beneath him as he climbs up my body, his mouth guiding him as he licks and sucks his way up. Finally, he’s resting between my thighs. We stare into each other’s eyes as he slowly sinks deep inside of me.
We move together in a perfect rhythm like we’ve done this every day for the past ten years. It’s easy for me to forget we’ve been apart; it’s easy for me to picture this is the way it’s always been.
Blaze grips my hip with urgency as he speeds up his strokes, pushing hard into me, our bodies slamming together in our eagerness for completion. It goes on for an eternity, but it’s also over in the blink of an eye as lights flash before my eyes and another orgasm rips through me. Blaze cries out as his own pleasure rips from him. He collapses against me, and I hold him tight. It’s difficult to breathe, but I don’t want to let him go. I want to stay just like this for as long as we possibly can.
He finally rolls over, holding me close. I relish the pleasure of lying in his arms. I want to soak up every single minute I can. I’m not sure how I’ll go back to the real world after so much pleasure for a solid forty-eight hours. I let out a giggle.
“That’s not usually the reaction a man wants to get after making love,” he tells me. I can’t see his face as my back’s pressed against him.
“I was thinking that I can see why you’re a gigolo,” I tell him. I hate that he’s so good at sex because he’s paid for doing it. He stiffens the slightest bit, and I’m sorry I said that. He probably wants to forget this as much as I do.
“There’s something I should tell you,” he says. I’m not concerned. I don’t think I have a worry in the world at this moment.
“What’s that?” I ask.
“Well, when I came to your office, it wasn’t because your siblings sent me,” he says. It takes a moment for his words to sink in.
“What do you mean?” I’m growing more confused by the moment.
“That was just a happy coincidence and seriously good timing,” he admits.
