Falling For You (Love In All Seasons 2) - Page 37
That’s all it takes to shoot my seed, my come filling her mouth as she gags on me, as she refuses to pull me from her mouth. The sheet falls away and all I see is Justine’s gorgeous mouth taking me, licking me, wanting to be filled with me.
“Oh, God,” I groan as she finishes. I pull her to me, and she grins. “So I take it you’re a morning person?”
“Apparently.” She bites her bottom lip. “But I get grumpy without coffee.”
With that, she jumps from the bed and her naked little ass teases the fuck out of me.
“You better put this on or I’ll ravish you before you get your cup of joe,” I tell her, tossing her satin robe her way.
I pull on some sweats and walk toward the coffee pot. At the sink, I fill it with water and look out the window. “Shit,” I say, the water overflowing.
“What is it?” Justine asks, coming up behind me and wrapping her arms around my waist.
“A windstorm must have hit hard last night.”
“Oh wow.” Justine steps away and looks out the window.
Where there was a driveway last night, the entire road is blocked in by half a dozen trees knocked over. Massive trunks and branches cover the road leading to the highway.
“Is there another way off the property?”
I shake my head. “No, and the woods all around us are dense. The only way out is that road.”
“I can’t believe we didn’t hear it.”
I snort because getting upset at fallen trees is useless. “I can. Hell, woman, you were hootin’ and hollering half the night.”
She smacks my ass. “Hey, you were groaning pretty loudly yourself.”
“Fair enough.” I pour the water in the back of the coffee pot and add grounds, then turn it on. Reaching for two mugs, I think about how I can get Justine to the airport. I need to get a crew out here to clear the road. My truck can’t haul those thick trunks away. It’s a job that will last the week. Hell, I’m guessing every crew is already working on clearing roads.
“What do you think we should do?” Justine asks as she grabs half and half from the fridge.
“I think we’ll need to get dressed and go assess the damage.”
“But before we do that... what do you say to you and I checking out the sauna you told me about?”
I grin, remembering that I mentioned my Infrared Sauna behind the cabin.
“You wanna try it out?” I ask, setting down my coffee.
She nods, then twists her lips.
“What are you smiling about?” I ask, filling our mugs with dark, rich coffee.
Justine lifts the steaming cup to her lips. “I was just thinking there might be worse things than getting stuck out here with you.”
I lift my mug, clinking it against hers. “Damn straight, woman, damn straight.”EXPOSÉThe Gossip Column You Can Sink Your Teeth IntoSENDING OUR VIRGIN LOTS OF LOVE! By Trista PiperEarly this morning, the parents of Justine Van De Shire made a statement regarding the auctioned heiress and her alleged kidnapping:“We are working with the police force in Anchorage and will stop at nothing to find our Justine. While her auction created friction among many news outlets, we hope everyone can rally together to help us bring our daughter home in one piece.”While we’re often tongue-in-cheek here at EXPOSÉ, we sincerely send our love to the Van De Shire family and hope our virgin is home safe and sound in no time.
Unconfirmed sources have reported an abandoned truck has been found near the gas station where the limo was heisted. The license plate is being run now.
The highest bidder, Luther Morris, has promised to do anything in his power to find his prize. We’ll keep you up to date as soon as we know more!Chapter 13JustineRyder pulls open the sliding glass door and tells me to pull on a pair of his boots by the door. They are about ten sizes too big, but I smile as I slide my foot in. It reminds me of high school when girls would put on their boyfriends’ hoodies and suddenly feel like the most desirable girl at the party.
Okay, so it’s not exactly the same since Ryder’s boots don’t necessarily smell as delicious as say, his tee-shirts with lingering notes of pine and sawdust, but I still like the fact that Ryder makes me feel wanted. I more than like it. I relish it. It’s a feeling I’ve never experienced before.
It’s a feeling I’m not ready to lose.
“How far away is the sauna?” I ask as he takes my hand and guides me down a well-trod path.
“Just down by the water.”
“You live on the water?” When we got in last night it was dark and I couldn’t see anything.
He leads me, silently, and I follow. I stay quiet as we walk, absorbing the quiet morning, the way the birds chirp, rustling in the trees. Noticing that the driveway wasn’t the only thing affected by the storm last night.
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