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I chuckle. “Me?”
She laughs. “Clearly.”
Damn, I want to kiss her right here and now. Take her right here and now. Make her mine right here and now.
But for now, I have to keep driving. Get us where we’re going.
“I guess I asked it like that, since it’s not just a sleepover at my place,” I admit. “Or at a hotel.”
“Now I am intrigued.”
“It’s this cabin,” I explain. “Landon and Kyra went there years and years ago for Valentine’s Day. They loved it. I thought maybe, if you wanted—”
“Yes.”
“That easy?”
Her nose crinkles as her expression grows wary. “Why, is it rotting and filled with mold?”
“No.” I frown at her. “I booked it for tonight. It’s an Airbnb. Has a Jacuzzi, some hammocks outside and everything. Plus any toiletries we might need.”
“Then yes, of course yes.”
I grin at her. She grins back.
“Good,” I say.
“Good,” she says.
And half an hour later, we’re there. It doesn’t take us long to drop off our things and get settled.
Sierra does a quick tour of the place before coming back to embrace me.
I chuckle. “It’s that good?”
“It’s that good.”
She isn’t wrong. The wooden walls and rustic furniture are beautiful, and the view of pine trees outside doesn’t hurt.
Afterwards, we go to a little Italian restaurant in town that has some delicious meatballs and chocolate lava cake. Then, it’s back to the cabin for us.
By now, it’s nighttime.
“I’m thinking it’s time for this, and this,” I say, taking out two bottles.
Sierra goggles at one. “What kind of wine is that?”
I bust out laughing. “The bubble bath kind?”
Laughing, Sierra surveys the bottle of bubble bath. “How was I supposed to guess? The way you brought them out together…”
I make a face. God is she cute sometimes. “If you really want, we can try drinking the bubble bath and bathing in the wine, but…”
She gives me a playful slap. “I take it back, you goon.”
I smirk. “Goon, now that’s a new one.”
“Just kiss me, you jerk.”
“Gladly.”
Next second, our lips are sweeping together, and I realize what today has been missing: this.
Her sweet scent filling my nostrils. Her soft lips moving with mine. Our fingers entwining and clasping.
I finally pull away with difficulty. “Bubble bath first, or we’ll never get to it.”
“Agreed,” Sierra says, catching her breath.
The hot water comes fast enough and feels damn good. Before I know it, we’re in the expansive pale pink porcelain hot tub, surrounded by bubbles.
“What are you doing?” Sierra asks as I swish some away with my hands, peering under the water.
“Trying to see,” I say.
Realizing what I mean, she splashes me. “Perv!”
“What?” I protest. “I can’t enjoy a work of art like my girlfriend’s body?”
“Your fake fiancee’s,” she shoots back.
Suddenly, the air goes out of the room.
I have the ridiculous urge to take what she said and physically toss it out of here.
“Forget it,” she says softly.
“Gladly,” I say, taking her in my arms.
I almost say it: Forget it.
Although I’d mean something completely different—something I’m starting to think we both want to forget about.
Only, I already tried once, and it’s better just to not think about it. Avoid it.
My hands move over her body under the vanilla-bubbled hot water, and pleased murmurs come out of Sierra.
Goddamn does she feel good: her hips, her breasts. I could touch her like this forever. I’m getting hard already.
When we finally do kiss again, I can’t help myself. ‘Slow’ doesn’t exist. Only she exists. Her lips, her moans, her body.
I sit her on top of me and, under the water, my fingers slip inside of her. Her neck arches and she groans even louder.
“That’s it,” I growl, flickering my fingers into her faster. “Moan for me, baby.”
And does she ever. She moans until her back is arched too, until she’s shaking, coming. I hold her the whole time.
When our lips meet again, I can’t wait any longer. My arms wrap around her and I thrust myself inside of her. We both groan at the same time.
She’s so wet. So tight. So perfect for me.
I could fuck Sierra Hill forever.
Our pelvises slap together as our bodies strain for more. More pleasure. More in and out. More deeper.
The water sloshing over the sides of the tub with the frantic movement of our bodies doesn’t distract us.
I fuck her into the side of the tub, and her pussy clasps eagerly back on my cock. We move easily from one position to another. I can’t get over how hot Sierra looks with her face strained yet slack with pleasure.
I could take a picture of that face and hang it on my wall.
But it’s happening too fast. I don’t usually get this excited this fast. It takes all I have to hold it in as Sierra loses it once, then again, riding the ecstatic waves of her climax. Only once she’s coming for the third time, more powerfully than ever, do I let myself lose it too.
