“Random,” Sadie said, looking a little put-out. “I like Mr. Kameron. The land is beautiful though, whoever buys it will be lucky to have it.”
Rose nodded, turning her attention to the TV.
Sadie’s hand was against my thigh, whether she realized it or not, and my thoughts were of her as I began to doze off. I tried not to think of her crawling into my lap, warm and welcoming above me. I didn’t think of tugging down her soft pants and then my own. I couldn't think of what it might feel like to be inside of her, to be as close to her as we could get, and for it to still not to be enough. The two of us, moving together, our bodies slick with sweat and heat. My dream was hot and aching and I woke up with a low breath, wanting her more than I ever had before. The sitting room was dark and a blanket had been pulled over me.
“She’s in the back bedroom, up the stairs, and to the left,” Ben told me from where he sat at the table. “And Connor,” he called as I nodded. “Take care of my girl.”
“Always,” I said without really thinking about it, but then I realized it was true.
I jogged up the stairs, finding the room quickly. It was dark but for the colorful Christmas lights that hung from the dresser mirror. I could see that the bed was empty, and I could hear the shower running. I stared down at the bed for a moment, contemplating just going to bed, but no. Enough was enough. I knew that whatever was lingering between the two of us was ember just waiting to flame. It crackled between us, hot and heavy. I tugged my shirt over my head and realized the door to the bathroom was open. Sadie must have heard the bedroom door creak when I walked in. I could see the curve of her silhouette through the shower curtain. Steam billowed in the air and I saw her pause for a moment.
“Connor,” Sadie murmured softly, and I took it as assent for the moment until she told me no.
She slid the curtain open the tiniest bit, an invitation, and I slipped off the rest of my clothes, leaving them in a pile next to hers on the tiled floor. I blinked quickly as I stepped in behind her, hoping this wasn’t some sleep-induced fever dream, like the previous one. Her skin was warm beneath my hands and she shivered, despite the hot water sliding over our bodies. I knew she felt me against her, and she made a soft sound, pressing back against me.
“You said my name in your sleep,” she murmured, reaching a hand down behind her to squeeze softly between my legs.
I let out a strangled sound, pushing against her hand. “I’ve wanted this—I wanted you.”
“The show…” Sadie started, gasping as I kissed down the length of her pale neck, tugging at her dark hair and exposing soft skin.
“Don’t worry about that right now,” I told her, squeezing a hand over her breast and letting my fingers trail down her belly to the wet warmth below. “It’s just us.”
“Connor—” Sadie gasped out as my fingers dipped gently in and out, and she stood high on her tip-toes, aching for more. How long had I wished for her to gasp my name into the night air? It felt as if I had accomplished something amazing, hearing my name whispered from her pink-bitten lips.
I turned her around quickly and hauled her up, kissing her desperately and leaning her back against the shower wall. Once I was pressed inside her, aching and throbbing within her warmth, Sadie threw her head back and her pretty face contorted. She let out a keening moan that was so much better than any dream I had ever had, begging me for more. Sadie panted, digging her fingers into my shoulders.
“Bed… please, Connor.”
I paused and nodded, reaching out to turn off the hot water. Sadie wrapped herself around me and I hurriedly walked us out to the bed, throwing down a towel over the comforter. Sadie shivered beneath me and though I pulled the blanket over the both of us, I knew she would be warm soon either way.
She panted under me, staring up with lust-hazed eyes. Her lips were soft, plump, and pink as I dove back up for a kiss before moving down her body slowly, torturously. Sadie grasped at the sheets, watching me map out her body with my mouth. She cried out and I muffled the sound with my hand against her lips, moving up again to press my mouth to hers.
Outside, the moon was bright in the cold night and stars glimmered beyond the window in the velvety black of the dark sky. Moonlight poured into the room, illuminating every inch of Sadie’s soft, creamy skin as she was pressed against me, hip to cheek.