Embarrassing as fuck. That shit better not happen tonight.
When we walked in, I switched on the light. We both let our gaze roam over the two-room cabin.
“Oh, my gosh. It’s beautiful in here.” She turned to me. “Did you plan for us to come here?”
I shook my head. “No! Not at all.”
“Then what’s with the fresh flowers on the table?”
Shrugging, I walked over to them. “Not sure. It doesn’t look like anyone’s been here for a while. Maybe they’re fake.”
Paxton leaned down and smelled the flowers. “They’re real. Someone’s been here at least within the last few days.”
Heading into the bedroom, I turned on the light. The bed was made and looked like it hadn’t been touched in weeks. There was a light covering of dust on the side table.
“Well, doesn’t look like anyone’s been staying here. Maybe Mom brings them for some reason?”
Paxton walked over to the fireplace and looked at all the photos. I guess when Dad remodeled he’d added a few family pictures. “There’s a picture of us!” she gasped.
“What? Really?”
She peeked over her shoulder at me and grinned. “From high school. Looks like it was the Christmas of our senior year.”
I couldn’t help but smile. “Shit, we look so damn young.”
Pointing to my older sister, Waylynn, Paxton said, “Waylynn is so beautiful. God I always wanted to be like her.”
I jerked my head back. “Why?”
“Look at her. She’s beautiful. Body to die for, and she wasn’t afraid to go after what she wanted. Sometimes I wonder what would have happened if I had just gone after you.”
We faced each other.
“Well, you’re more beautiful than Waylynn, your body is fucking amazing, and we’re done playing the what if game. You’re here and I’m here, that’s all that matters.”
She nodded. “You’re absolutely right. So. What do we do now?”
I tossed my head back and laughed. “Jesus, it feels like our first time all over again.”
Her eyes searched my face while she chewed on her lip nervously. I reached up and pulled her lip out from her teeth.
“Except this time, I know what I’m doing,” I added.
The way her mouth dropped slightly open had my dick pressing on my jeans, begging to come out and play. I took her hand in mine, lacing our fingers together and walked us to the bedroom. The queen-size bed was a nice upgrade from the twin mattress we first had sex on. Plus, knowing all my brothers had brought their firsts here and used that bed was not something I was looking forward to again.
When we walked into the room, I smiled and pulled her against me. The heat from her body drove me insane.
I laced my hand through her beautiful brown hair. I pulled slightly, causing her to let out a sharp intake of air and then moan. My lips moved across her neck with soft kisses.
“Steed,” she whispered.
“I’m going to make love to you, Paxton. Then, I’m going to fuck the living shit out of you.”
Her head dropped back. “Yes,” she hissed.
“I’ve dreamed night after night about my cock buried balls deep inside you.”
She swayed, and I grabbed her waist to steady her.
“I can’t wait,” she gasped as my lips moved to hers.
“First, I want to taste you.”
I was dizzy with desire. All the dirty words Steed whispered against my skin had me so worked up I was sure all he would have to do is look at me down there, and I’d come.
“Let me make you come on my tongue, Pax.”
Jesus. What is he doing to me?
“Yes. Okay. Right.”
Hell, I couldn’t even form a sentence.
He chuckled. The bastard. He knew he was driving me crazy. He also knew I was a sucker for his dirty talk.
Steed lifted my shirt over my head and tossed it to the floor, thanking God I’d worn my dark blue lace bra and panties and that I’d shaved and waxed all the important areas. I knew the time was getting close to when I would beg him to take me. I just didn’t know when the time would present itself. Better to be prepared!
Reaching behind my back, he unclipped my bra and let it fall down my arms to the floor.
He swayed a little as he stared at my breasts. Well, that’s a nice confidence booster.
I stood awkwardly, not knowing what to do while Steed stared at my chest.
“Is everything okay?” I asked shyly.
“Fucking perfect. Amazing. Jesus you’re perfect, Pax.”
My cheeks heated as I lifted his own shirt over his head. The itch in my fingertips to touch him was hard to ignore. Placing my hands on his chest, he inhaled sharply. I smiled, loving his reaction to my touch.
Letting my tongue glide over my lips, I leaned in and kissed his perfectly sculpted chest.
“Paxton, baby, I’ve missed you.”
I lifted my eyes to meet his while I continued to kiss his chest, making my way down to his abs. I was hungry with lust and love for this man and that brought out something brazen in me. Plus, he had been so patient…the least I could do was give him a bit of attention first.