Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 64527 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 323(@200wpm)___ 258(@250wpm)___ 215(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 64527 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 323(@200wpm)___ 258(@250wpm)___ 215(@300wpm)
She moaned as I felt her come around me again, the waves of our pleasure seeming to pass back and forth through us as though through osmosis. I held her as the aftershocks died down, with me still buried inside her.
It felt torturous, but I finally withdrew, watching my cum spill down the backs of her thighs.
We were quiet as we rearranged our clothes, but right before she put her shirt back into place, she leaned forward and kissed me softly on the lips.
I knew right then without a doubt, that I was fucked six ways from Sunday.
16
MACY
We didn’t say much as we headed back to the cabin, but we didn’t need to. Our fingers kept drifting back and forth toward each other, as if they couldn’t be physically kept apart, and there were random moments when he pulled me in for another kiss against a tree trunk. Nothing as hardcore as a few minutes ago, but enough to tell me that the dynamic between us had definitely changed. I wasn’t completely sure what those changes would look like, and the butterflies were definitely flitting around my stomach as we moved around each other, but I just knew that things were going to be different.
When we got back to the cabin, I turned to him, biting my lip. “I’m gonna go for a quick shower.”
“Can I come?”
I grinned at his wolfish smile and leaned up to kiss him. “Cool it, or I might start thinking you’re greedy.”
“Oh, I’m definitely greedy when it comes to you.”
My toes curled in my shoes, but I kept my voice cool as I turned away from him. “Promises, promises.”
I didn’t get very far before I was spun around and backed against the wall, his lips pressed to mine. “It’s a good thing you can take my promises to the bank.”
I gave in to the kiss for a few seconds before gently pushing him away and sliding out from between him and the wall. “Maybe after lunch you can mess me up again, if you play your cards right.”
I could feel his wolfish smile on me as I walked away and shut the bathroom door behind me, turning on the hot water of the shower and stripping off my clothes. Looking at myself in the mirror, I looked like I’d been savaged; the skin on my shoulder was red from the scratchiness of his beard. The heat pooled in my belly at the thought of that beard between my legs, and I shook my head at myself, grinning like an idiot as I got into the shower.
Oh, you’re a total idiot, Macy, I thought to myself as I scrubbed the dirt from my hands. If I thought that I would escape this situation without completely falling for him, I had another thing coming. I was already gone, and now the situation was just a matter of figuring out how to deal with the fallout.
I was definitely grateful for him and his generosity. There was no reason why he should’ve had to offer me a place to stay. Everything I saw of him told me that he really did value his privacy, and I saw no hints that he had any company around the cabin other than Bucky. I highly doubted that it was just a matter of him wanting to get laid. Any man who looked like that wouldn’t have any trouble, if he took the time to seek out the company.
No, he’d seen that I needed help, and he’d given it to me. He’d known exactly where I was in life, and he’d been what I needed. As it turned out, he’d been even more than I could’ve anticipated.
I shuddered despite the heat of the water, as I thought about what might’ve happened if I hadn’t stumbled upon his cabin. I probably wouldn’t have found my way out of the forest for many hours more, if ever, and then I would’ve had to deal with Alex on my own.
Instead, I was safe here. I thought of the job I’d abandoned and the fact that Alison was probably worried about me. I’d just disappeared without so much as a word.
Regardless, I really should start thinking of some way to contribute to the grocery fund or something. It didn’t feel right for me to just be up here, eating his food and not paying him back.
I turned off the water, resolving to talk to Dillon about it when I got out of the shower. As much as the dynamic had shifted between us, I wasn’t comfortable with the idea of just being his live-in with no job except to cook for him on occasion and be infinitely pleasured by him.
I went to my room and put on my clothes, towel-drying my hair quickly and putting it up into a messy bun.