I ended up letting her sleep for another thirty minutes which threw her into a panic. “I can’t believe you let me sleep so late,” she said, running for the bathroom. “I had a shower before bed, so I only need to brush my teeth.”
“Freckles, relax. You looked like you needed the sleep. This is our vacation, not a precise military mission.” Although seeing her stand there in nothing but a lace thong and a barely there tank top made me think missionary-style sex. Making love to her was my favorite way to start the day. I could start by dropping down behind her and pulling the thin scrap of lace aside so I could lick a path…
“No way,” she said firmly, pulling my attention away from her pert ass to meet her gaze in the mirror. “We don’t have time for that now.”
“I can be really fast, baby.”
“That’s just what every woman wants to hear,” Maegan said sarcastically, replacing her toothbrush in the holder.
“Tell me you’re not already turned on by knowing what I was thinking. Tell me you aren’t fighting the urge to rub your thighs together to get a little bit of friction where you need it. Don’t bother lying because I can see how hard your nipples are in the mirror.”
“Okay, fine. You make me horny, but it doesn’t mean I have to act on it right this second. I rather like the idea of you staying semi-aroused while plotting and planning all the ways you can make me come during the six-hour road trip. I’ll be doing the same thing, looking at the beautiful scenery while wondering if your cock is as hard as the mountains we’re driving toward.”
“Be ready to leave in ten minutes,” I said gruffly. “Do you need to toss any last-minute items into your luggage, or can I carry them down?”
Maegan’s response was to turn around, pull her tank top over her head, and toss it at my chest. I caught it and held it up to my nose. I loved the sexy combination of flowers, vanilla, and something darker and sexy that clung to her skin and everything that touched it. “Everything is packed and ready to go. I just need to put on some comfy, travel clothes.”
“What about your toothbrush?” I asked, looking to stall so I could keep looking at her glorious rack.
“I packed a new one in my suitcase.”
“I guess I should take these bags downstairs and pack the SUV.”
When Maegan walked by me, she made sure to rub the side swell of her breast against my arm. “Guess so.” Of course, I turned and watched her head to the dresser where her outfit was folded neatly waiting for her. She hooked her thumbs in her thong and looked over her shoulder at me. “My bags are right there by the bed.”
I wanted to stay and act out some cheesy bellboy porn that ended with an epic orgasm, but I wanted her to suffer as much as I did. Instead, I rearranged my aching hard-on so she would know what awaited her later and picked up our bags.
“Eight minutes now, Freckles.”
“I only need three.” Her happy laughter followed me down the hallway.
IT DIDN’T TAKE ME LONGto figure out why Elijah loved the cabin so much when we visited the first time. However, the late spring beauty paled in comparison to autumn’s splendor spread before us as we hiked through dewy grass late Friday morning.
“You might want to slow it down a little, big guy,” I said. “It’s a miracle I can hike at all after we christened the new copper bathtub last night.”
My heart nearly burst when I saw it sitting in the master bathroom. I’d wanted one for Bliss House but couldn’t justify the expense when one of the fiberglass clawfoot replica tubs was a fraction of the price. I was torn between elated joy over my surprise and horror over how much he spent. Elijah assured me he hadn’t paid full price for it because a nearby contractor had custom ordered it for a new construction home, and the homeowner didn’t like it. The contractor, Hal, couldn’t return the tub, so he sold it for a deeply discounted price just to unload it. Luckily for me, Elijah was the first person he thought of since he’d done previous work at his cabin and knew how good it would look in the space.
He stopped and waited for me to catch up to him. “I do believe that was the best purchase I ever made, Freckles.”
Of course, we didn’t stop with the bathtub. We had to christen the large antique replica bed he’d found on sale. For an extra fee, the company delivered and set up the bed for us. Hal was also our nearest neighbor and someone we could rely on to supervise deliveries or keep an eye on the place.
“I think I owe Hal a pie,” I told Elijah, sliding my fingers through his to hold his hand.
“Maybe two,” he teased.
I noticed Elijah matched his pace to mine, and he seemed content to go at a slower pace, but there was something buzzing beneath his skin. Outwardly, he seemed calm, but holding his hand felt like I was holding onto a live wire.
“Too much coffee?” I asked him.
“Huh?” he said, turning to look at me suddenly. That was the other off thing about him. His mind seemed like it was a million miles away. Was it because our cell phones didn’t work well out here? Our families had the phone number to the cabin’s land line, so they knew how to get ahold of us if there was an emergency.
“You’re practically buzzing,” I said, circling my thumb over his erratic pulse in his wrist.
“I’m just happy to be here with you and excited to show you my favorite place in the entire world.” He looked at me with a quirked brow. “Favorite place that’s not a part of your body, I mean.”
“You’re so corny.”
“Let’s not forget horny.”
