I pulled out before slamming my cock inside her.
Her hands gripped her tits as she twisted them in her hands. “Cole,” she cried.
Her pussy gripped my dick and I was fucking gone. I came deep and hard. The sweat rolled down my chest as every lost drop spilled from me.
I closed my eyes, working to catch my breath.
“How is that for stress relief?” I grinned. She nodded, barely able to form words. “Feel better?”
“God yes.”
I rolled on my back. “Good.” I took her hand in mine. “I’m glad you’re here. You know that?”
She kissed my chest and my neck. “I love you. This is where I want to be.”
“I wanted to drive out here with you.”
“I know. I should have let you. It was a stupid idea.”
I looked at her. “I can’t believe you admitted it.”
She shrugged. “It wasn’t my best plan. And now that I’m here, I don’t know why I thought I needed to do it on my own.”
“Because you’re stubborn.”
She leaned forward and I watched the soft lines of her tits. Fuck. Even after I’d just had her, I wanted her again. I was like a lovesick high school kid. I couldn’t get enough of her.
“I really didn’t want you to have to worry about Grayson. That part was serious.” She planted another kiss on my chest. “But I thought maybe if Ryan knew I could do things on my own, he wouldn’t think I was dependent on you.”
“This was about your brother?” I had thought the exact opposite.
She nodded. “Are you mad?”
I shook my head. “No. But we can’t let him be the reason we decide anything. Going forward it’s you and me. And Grayson,” I added. “He’s still my best friend, but baby I love you. And we live together. I have a son to raise.”
Her eyes misted. “I know. Thank you for letting me do it. And I’ll never move again without you. I swear.”
My hand rounded over her hip and landed on her ass. I slapped at it playfully. “We’re in this together from now on. No matter what. Don’t keep things from me.”
She shook her head. “I won’t.”
“What do you think about ordering dinner?”
“I’m starving. But can we take a shower first?”
I grinned. “Hell yeah.”
6
Kaitlyn
I flipped through the reservation book in the Dune Scape office. Cole had told me there were a few customers booked into the fall, but not many.
The goal was to turn the Dunes into a year-round destination for families and couples, not a only a spring break and graduation hangout for college kids. Graduation was an incredible way to make money, but Cole needed steady income he could count on when the students weren’t in town. Now that I was on the payroll, I needed that consistent cash flow too.
The agreement I made with Cole was that I wouldn’t start accepting a paycheck until the motel had a fifty percent reservation rate for three straight months. It wouldn’t be much, but I’d be able to pay myself a small salary if the motel could bring in that kind of income. I had a savings account I could use in the meantime, but it made me nervous to live off it for too long. When it ran out, I didn’t have anything else to fall back on.
I had convinced myself that my business degree had prepared me for this. I had marketing classes and economic training under my belt. If I could make an A in class, I could definitely make an A for the Dunes.