“Me too.”
After everything that happened with Dani, I was ready to get away. The hardest part was leaving Caroline.
“She’ll be fine,” he assures me, placing another tender kiss on top of my hand, knowing how hard it is for me to be away from her.
I nod. “Have you checked on your mom?”
“Yes, Greg says she’s having a really good day. He’ll make sure she’s taken care of.”
I smile as relief settles my tense muscles. I relax in my seat, ridding my mind of my worries. I just want to spend the weekend with Linc and focus on us.
A short while later, we pull onto a single lane road. It’s a long winding road lined with sycamore trees on both sides. When the house finally comes into view, I gasp.
Linc tenses next to me and releases my hand to put the truck in park. “My head was a little swollen when I bought it.”
“Oh my God.” I don’t think I’ve ever seen a house so big. “It’s huge.”
“That’s what she said.”
I slap his arm playfully. “Shut up.”
On a lazy smile, he gets out of the truck and walks to my side, opening the door. “It’s a little bit—”
“Over the top?” I ask, raising a brow.
He grabs my hand, leading me to the ornate wooden doors. “Yeah, but I’m getting one hell of a return on my investment.”
“You sold it already?”
“Yeah, I closed last week. Sam Hunt and his fiancée bought it. They move in next month.”
I’m pulled to a halt in front of the double door as he unlocks them. I blink up at him, my mouth gaping. “Where will you stay when you’re here?”
“The label will just have to foot the bill for a hotel.” He wraps one arm around me, pulling me close. “I only have one home now, and it’s wherever you are.”
My legs get a little wobbly at his declaration. He dips his face to claim my lips, drinking tiny kisses from my mouth like a starved man. Then his tongue demands entry, devouring what’s left of my inhibition. I hop up to wrap my legs around his waist, allowing him to carry me inside. He kicks the door shut as I drive my fingers through his messy hair. I pull him close while his large, firm fingers flex and grip the skin of my thighs.
“I’m taking you here,” he says when my back meets the wall, then he lets go of my legs long enough to peel my jeans and panties off then hoists me up again. His lips claim mine once more as I reach between us, frantically undoing his jeans to release him.
“Fuck,” he growls, tearing his mouth from mine.
Stroking him up and down, I gasp when he drives into me.
“Oh God,” I pant.
“I know, I wanna scream his name, too.”
I laugh, finding his lips. “You feel so good.”
“So do you. Too damn good. This is gonna be quick.”
“I don’t care. We have all weekend.”
“We have forever.” He thrusts harder.
Deeper.
I close my eyes, lost in his words, this moment. He slams into me on a hard groan, increasing the pressure between my thighs.
