“I gave the interior designer a few ideas, things we had talked about before, but I didn’t want to see it when she was done.It was the one room in this house I never inspected because I couldn’t go in there without you.”
“Logan,” I whispered his name in awe. “Let’s go see it together, then.”
EIGHTEEN
Bedroom
LOGAN
The bedroom was exactlyas I imagined it. Judging by Aoife’s response, she felt the same way. We had so many vivid conversations about what our future would look like when we were younger. We’d always tried to keep it to the arbitrary things like the house, though, because we’d been too young and immature to talk about the other stuff back then. If we had only admitted that we both loved one another, and weren’t just good friends with an incredible obligation between them, maybe things would have been different.
There was no use looking back. The room before us was filled with dark brown Acacia wood furniture. The centerpiece was the four-poster, king-sized bed with the headboard side planted firmly in the middle of the wall to our right. There were two doors bookending those walls that I knew led to his and her closets, both of which met up in the middle in a luxurious bathroom fit for royalty.
The wall along the right of the bed, directly across the door where we entered the room was almost entirely glass as was the wall to our left.
“It’s a good thing there aren’t any neighbors close by,” Aoife mentioned. “I didn’t think all the windows through when I was younger. The view is amazing,” she said as she moved closer to the windows to look out at the snowy landscape beyond. “I’m sure the view might be equally amazing from the outside looking in at times.” She grinned back at me and winked.
“We can put that theory to the test without threat of discovery, sweetheart. The windows are tinted on the outside. No one can see in, but we have a clear view out there.”
“Are you sure?”
“Positive. All the windows in the house are tinted the same way. I’ll take you outside and show you later.” I leaned down and smoothed her hair away from the right side of her neck only to press a heated kiss to the spot as soon as it was clear for me. “It will most likely have to wait until tomorrow, though.”
“Why is that?” Her question came out on a breathy moan and sounded erotic rather than curious. I kissed along her neck up to her ear and gave a little nibble.
“We’re going to be too busy heating things up inside to worry about the view from out there.”
“Yeah,” Aoife murmured her agreement as I helped her remove the shirt that was in my way. “Logan?”
“Hmm?”
“Please don’t stop.”
“Not for anything,” I agreed as I turned my woman to face me and leaned in to steal a kiss from her lips. “Been dreaming of this moment for years.”
“Then you can tell me what happens next,” she teased.
“Nah. I’d rather show you.”
In the blink of an eye, we were both stripped naked and I lifted Aoife into my arms with her legs wrapped around my waist. It took every bit of restraint I had not to slide my cock right inside her wet pussy. I could feel the way she dripped inanticipation. I was right there with her as I laid my beautiful best friend on the buttery soft, cream-hued comforter.
“I need to taste you first, sweetheart. Been dreaming about your beautiful pussy for so many years and the one thing I always hated was that I couldn’t imagine your taste.” I swiped my tongue right up her center and groaned loudly. “Fucking sweet as sugar.”
“Logan, I really want you to do that, but I need you inside me more.” There was a desperate edge to her voice that wouldn’t let me deny her. The truth was, I needed to be in her just as much.
I scooted her back and then adjusted so her legs draped around the outside of my hips as I pushed forward and locked our bodies together with one seamless thrust. Neither of us thought about protection, and I wasn’t about to stop and bring it up to her when it became obvious that there was nothing between us. The feel of her slick pussy squeezing my cock without a barrier to dampen the feeling was beyond my wildest dreams.
“So fucking perfect,” I muttered as Aoife’s fingertips scraped down my shoulders and back.
“More,” she cried as I slid out and then hammered back in. “Don’t stop.”
“Never,” I assured her as I took my time and got to know her body the way I was always meant to. “I’m going to keep fucking this beautiful body of yours until even little blue pills won’t help anymore.”
Aoife giggled and reached down to smack my ass. “Jokes later, fuck me now.”
“Your wish is my command.”
We didn’t have much to say after that. We both focused on what made the other feel good until we ended in the most explosive orgasm of my entire life. Maybe it was Aoife, our time apart, the promise of the future, or the way it felt to be with herwithout anything between us; but I didn’t think anything could top that moment as I lost myself in her body and felt hers ripple around me in response.
