“Yes, a transfer from California.”
Beau hangs up the phone. “He can go,” Beau confirms.
“A three-bedroom villa it is! We’ll leave in the morning.”
Caroline rises and Franklin follows, after a few ‘goodbyes’ the Scott tornado is off to pack.
My phone buzzes in my pocket, and I fish it out.
Brett: Am I hallucinating or did I just get sent on a vacation I didn’t plan?
Celeste: You’re not the only one. I went from meeting the parents to going on a family vacation in less than ten hours. You’re getting your own room.
Brett: I guess I need to go pack…
Celeste: Pretty much.
I hear the door close and lock just before Beau grabs my waist and pulls me back against his chest. His lips are already attacking my neck as his beard tickles me when he slides the phone out of my hand and puts it down. I moan when he nips at the junction of my neck and shoulder. That move alone makes my nipples hard. His bite sends heat flooding my body. I rub my ass against the hardness poking me from behind then my fingers find his hair when he tips my chin back to take the kiss from behind.
He deepens the kiss, while his hand palms and squeezes my breasts through my dress. It didn’t take long for him to make me hot and ready to go.
“Beau,” I sigh between kisses, but he wants me to pant.
“You did well.”
His hands snake up my dress and promptly rid me of my panties. The air hits my ass when he bends me over the table his parents just vacated. I plant my palms on the wooden surface and spread my legs for him. The sound of his zipper sliding down makes me shiver with anticipation. My eagerness to have him inside of me has me dripping and throbbing for him. Beau growls and taps my exposed cheek.
“I love how it jiggles.” My back arches when his fingers slip into my wetness. “Fuck, Celeste. I’ll never get tired of taking you.” My toes curl when he slams inside of me. The sound he always makes when he enters me is the best kind of aphrodisiac. “It’s like your juicy pussy is made just for me.”
He grabs my hip with one hand and presses on my lower back. Beau has me cumming in two strokes but he’s just getting started. He feels deeper with each thrust. My entire body is alive with sensation, and I’m loving the place where only Beau can send me. My fingertips are turning white from my grip on the table.
Beau widens his stance and moves both hands to my hips. His strokes are deeper and harder, and I’m not sure I can survive the attack. I’m well into my next release when Beau growls out his surrender and fills me just the way I like.
Celeste
“Fuck, it’s early,”Brett murmurs from the seat next to me.
His head is laid back on the headrest, and he smells morning-shower fresh. His blond hair looks almost brown from being wet. We’re waiting for Beau to put Caroline’s luggage in the SUV, and she and Franklin are in the house getting snacks.
“It really is, but I thought you’d be used to it, Mr. Law.”
His blue-green eyes pop open, and he rolls his head in my direction. “It doesn’t make it hurt less. Plus, there’s this pregnant woman who has taken up a lot of my free time. My schedule has been off lately. Thanks for your concern.”
“Oh hush,” I tell him with a shoulder bump. “You’re cashing in on a free vacation.”
“Is it, though? I’m here as your personal bodyguard.”
I pick up my phone and wave it at him. “I’ll call Ernest and ask him to send a replacement, and you can go do the paperwork.”
The smile he probably uses to seduce women comes out to play. “Well, when you put it that way. Just be quiet, so I can take a nod on the way to the airport.”
Franklin hops in facing us and Caroline follows with warm fresh donuts in tow. I perk up and wiggle my fingers in a ‘gimmie’ motion, and she laughs as she hands them over. My face is covered in glaze when Beau appears.
With a laugh, he slides his thumb across my lip then sucks it off. Reaching over, he retrieves some water from the mini-fridge and a napkin.
“Are you going to share with the rest of us, sweetheart?”
“If I must,” I pout, but Caroline produces an additional box.
