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Will
It was another half hour before we made it back to the cabin because we had to give statements. I was running on adrenaline as we stepped inside. Paige was calm and composed, but I was still shaking.
“Will, are you hurt?” she whispered.
I shook my head. “No. Not at all. You’re okay? Not hurt, or scared?”
“No.”
I was clenching and unclenching my fists, and she was looking at me as if she wasn’t sure how to calm me down or why I was so silent. We went upstairs, and she prepared a hot bath for us. I didn’t need a bath. I just needed her.
“The tub’s full,” she announced, coming into the bedroom. I was unbuttoning my shirt, and damn it, my fingers weren’t steady. She came to my aid.
“Why are you shaking, Will?” she whispered.
I took in a deep breath, then brought my hands to her wrists, resting my thumb on the bracelet.
“Because seeing you there, I.... You have no idea how much I love you. How much I want to protect you from anything that might hurt you.”
I claimed her mouth. I’d never kissed her like this: driven by a raw, primal need. I wanted her to feel everything I was feeling. My love for her, the fear of showing myself in such a vulnerable moment.
We didn’t make it to the bathtub. Our clothes were out of the way even before we reached the bed.
She started trailing her mouth on my chest, heading downward, but in a zigzag rather than a straight line, teasing me. When she was low enough, she licked my erection from the tip all the way to the base and back. Then she took me in her mouth. I shut my eyes, turning my head slightly downward and to the side, fighting for control. She twirled her tongue, clasping her lips tight. When I blinked my eyes open, I looked straight at her. She didn’t take her mouth off me until I was completely undone, grunting out her name.
Then I laid Paige on her back and went on to kiss every inch of her body, alternating between chaste and openmouthed kisses. On the insides of her thighs, on her belly and breasts. On her neck, then back to her thighs again. She was squirming and urging me, and I went on until I wasn’t aware of my surroundings anymore, just her. My thumb was pressing on her clit, and I pulled each of her folds between my lips. Then my tongue was moving inside her, unrelenting, spurring her need for me instead of satisfying it.
“Will, fuck me. Pleaaaase.” She tugged at my hair, and I kissed my way up her belly, smiling wolfishly.
In a flash, I had protection on, and then I eased her thighs wide open and slid inside her slowly. She felt tighter, and then tighter still. I leaned over her, capturing her mouth, pressing her thighs even wider apart, keeping her at the angle I wanted her, her breasts pressed against my chest.
I’d never felt the need to utterly possess her like this on a primal and emotional level. She came a
part spectacularly, rocking her hips in a desperate rhythm until I couldn’t hold back any longer. Then I kissed her, long and deep, and I knew I’d never, ever get enough of her.
“Thank you for loving me so fiercely, Will,” she whispered between kisses.
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Paige
The worst thing about a great vacation? You don’t want it to come to an end. I was still melancholic as I went into the office on Monday morning. It was time to return to the real world, where I still had some fighting to do on behalf of the education center. And now I had a plan too. I hadn’t been able to help myself and showed Will the plan while we were still at the cabin. I hadn’t wanted him to just glance over it, and at my insistence, he crunched the numbers himself. In the end he still wanted to go through with it. It made me immensely happy. Guess who it hadn’t made happy? Greg.
“Let me get this straight. You want to go through with this even though I told you the project is dead?” Greg asked.
“It’s not dead if I can provide enough funds,” I replied calmly.
“It’s dead if I say so.” His voice was lethal, and for the first time, it occurred to me that there was more to this.
“Why do you want me to abandon it so badly?” I inquired.
“We have other projects to focus on. Paris is pushing for the water project to happen, and I won’t have you cost me a promotion.”
I blinked, as if that could make me understand him better. “You were pawning that off on me so you could get promoted?”
“You’re my employee. You don’t question me.”