He’s the kind of man I can get lost in, seeing us in this tub here together. It’s not at all what I ever pictured myself doing.
Dane is everything I thought I never needed. Yes, protective and arrogant. But he has this side of him that shines when we’re alone. He’s affectionate and tender in ways I’ve never felt from a man. He treats me with respect, and I never want to let him go.
Feeling his breath on my face, and his hands on my body, my heart squeezes tightly. It feels like home, where I belong.
I roll my back against his chest again, staring out onto the lake. “I love it here,” I whisper.
“Me too. I love it here with you in my arms.” He squeezes me tight.
I move my hands over his arms gently and then glide my nails over his skin. “It feels good to be with you. It’s like we could spend every Saturday night here.”
Tucking his head in the crook of my neck, he mutters, “I want that, too.”
The prickles in my hands and the vibration between us are undeniable as he holds me tight. Touching me ever so lightly, he allows the moment to stretch between us.
The weight of it all is penetrating my walls and allowing him further in—trusting him with every ounce of my being.
“I’d love to have you here for an entire weekend, if you could get away.” His lips swipe over my neck.
I sigh and tilt my head to give me better access. “I might be able to manage that.”
“I’ll take that as a yes. The water’s a bit tepid. Ready to get out?”
I sit up and immediately miss his warmth. A chill runs through me as I stand up. He makes quick work of getting out of the tub and grabbing our towels. Flipping a switch, I feel hot air flowing down onto my body.
“Oh, my…this is heaven.” I stand under it and dry off. When I shiver, he wraps his towel around his waist and gathers me up into his arms. I sling both of mine around his neck as he quickly brings me to the bed. Taking the blankets down, he places me on the bed, takes my towel, and covers me up.
The stone fireplace is on the far wall, and he grabs the remote to turn it on. There may not be a lot of heat coming from it, but watching it makes me stop shivering—or it’s the blankets.
He slides into bed, his skin still damp from the tub, and pulls me against him. The towel is gone, nothing between us now but heat. His fingers dig into my hip, while his other hand claims me, thumb grazing the sensitive underside of my breast in deliberate circles that send electricity crackling down my spine. I arch involuntarily against him, my pulse hammering so hard I can feel it throughout my body.
“Are you warming up?”
I snicker, “Ah, yes. It might be your body against mine that’s doing it.”
“Having you in my bed is everything to me.”
FORTY-SIX
Dane
Curled up in bed together, I kiss the top of her head. “I want to spend every night with you in my bed, holding you.”
It’s the truth. This woman in my arms—she’s the one I want to spend my time with, adore her, and be the one she lays her head on, feeling protected and loved.
She hums and turns over to face me. Tapping her fingers on my arm and nudging my legs open so she can slide her leg through, she says, “We can start tonight.”
My dick jumps at that prospect. I wasn’t sure how she would take that comment, and it made me realize I have a lot more to learn about her.
But right now, I’m diving headfirst between her legs. She slides her hand between us and grips my cock. The low moan that escapes her mouth has me harder and jutting my hips. The feeling of her soft, warm hand wrapped around my cock almost sends me over the edge.
“You’re driving me crazy.”
“That’s the point, big boy.” She smirks and continues to stroke her hand up and down while squeezing me.
Fuck me!
I forget all about the nickname she just gave me and decide to toss her onto her back. She wraps her legs around me.
