The allure of treasure was the only thing compelling enough to get this dirty, especially with the way her body ached right now.
While she’d thoroughly enjoyed her time with Asher last night, he’d worked her over big time. She’d actually lost count of how many orgasms he’d given her, but damn, could that man move.
And kiss.
And the way he’d gone down on her had rendered her speechless for at least an hour.
And the taste of him was electric, like deep throating a lightning bolt.
Damnit, the morning had come too soon.
She’d hated leaving him. Hated leaving his necklace too, but she couldn’t take that from the guy. Not when he’d been so good to her. No one had ever made her feel so beautiful, so desired, before. She had to admit, it was a nice change of pace.
Too bad he’d only wanted one night.
She’d only wanted that too when they’d started their fun. But now that she’d been thoroughly fucked and pampered by him, she rather fancied the idea of more with Asher Ford. At the very least, they could have spent the rest of the weekend together, and she could have relaxed in that glorious tub of his again, letting the water soothe her well-used body. But then, she’d have missed this non-adventure at Treasure Falls.
“Honestly,” she grumbled. “It’s not even that beautiful.”
She’d bet the falls in Pine Haven were better than this wall of rock. They’d named the town after them, after all.
Pine Haven Falls.
Damn, she wanted to go back there.
Well, not to the town itself, but to that ‘cabin’ in the woods. To Asher and his treasure trove. Honestly, the way the man had kept pulling out jewelry for her was orgasmic in and of itself. She’d hated removing it all this morning.
Well, most of it anyway. She’d kept one of the tennis bracelets.
As accessories went, the bracelet was rather understated, but it was elegant in its simplicity. A string of black diamonds set in black gold that complimented her look nicely and served as a lovely reminder of the best sex of her life. Just looking at it gave her a fluttery feeling, probably because it reminded her of Asher.
Damn, that man had been something else.
It really was too bad they’d only agreed to one night, but that was the way of it. Good things and all that.
“I don’t know, Duchess,” Blaze said from up ahead. “I think there’s a certain beauty here.”
“Maybe,” she agreed. “But I’d hoped for something more spectacular.” It was hard to keep the disappointment from her voice. This outing hadn’t been at all what she’d expected.
Treasure Falls was just your average cliff dumping water. A tourist stop and chain-up station on the way to Wolf Creek with a couple of man-made trails and viewing points and a whole lot of no treasure. There weren’t even any caves or outcroppings on the cliff face.
What a letdown.
“I’d say somebody didn’t get enough coffee this morning.” Blaze chuckled, holding a branch back for her so she could pass.
“And I’d say somebody is having a little too much fun on this hike.”
Though she had to cede that indeed, she hadn’t had enough coffee at the rendezvous point this morning. No amount of coffee could make up for the fact she’d stayed up all night. Not that she minded the way she’d passed the time. No, she’d thoroughly enjoyed herself with Asher.
Clea glanced at her wrists with a pang of guilt. She hoped Asher wouldn’t miss his tennis bracelet.
Or his watch.
She’d seen that one in the bathroom when she’d been getting dressed and hadn’t been able to resist. The white gold and black chronometer face dwarfed her wrist, but she didn’t care. She liked the heft of it, and knowing that Asher had worn it.
As an added bonus, the black leather band went well with her current look and complimented the tennis bracelet. Besides, his watch was clearly made for looking elegantly badass, and she needed that right now. No one needed to see how vulnerable all that intimacy last night had left her.
She was traveling with a group of tough bikers, after all.
