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Chapter 6

Shaylee

The last twenty-four hours had been a-freaking-mazing. Comfy, cozy, full of fun naked adult time.

The cabin I’d gotten for us in the Tennessee hills also happened to be beyond gorgeous.

Very secluded, the closest major road and neighbors were about three miles up the dirt path. It was a place I’d been a few times before. It helped to know people sometimes. This place was quiet. Heaven.

The old log cabin had been renovated over the last couple of years to include two new bedrooms, giving it a total of three. The perfect family getaway. There were two large bathrooms, an expansive living room, and a kitchen with open walls so you could see the full span of the dining room. Hardwood floors throughout, antique lamps, a wood burning fireplace. The bathrooms had tile around the showers, each had a clawfoot bathtub, plus large his and hers sinks.

It was grand.

My dream house came to life before me.

And yes, before you say it, I know. I lived on the coast. There was sand and surf mere streets away. I loved that, I did, but I also loved the mountains. Trees, greenery, the sound of a creek in the distance. The quiet that came with being in the middle of nowhere. Just us and nature. Trust me, you’d love it too.

After a hard work week, this was the kind of place I really wanted to escape to. For now, I would settle for mini vacations. I wasn’t sure the boss would like me being this far away from him—if I wanted to stay.

Every part of this cabin was glorious, but this bathroom, lord, I could move in here. It had a huge window that allowed you to watch the wilderness while you bathed.

At first, I was a little put off by this feature. However, it had that film on it that let you see out, but no one could see in. Don’t worry, James tested that the minute we got here. Flashlights, lighters, it all failed to let him see in.

This window was right in front of the big claw foot tub. Talk about letting you soak in nature. It’s turned out to be one of my favorite spots.

I sigh at the thought of getting out of said tub. It was beyond relaxing. I’d not been able to take a bath by myself in two years. I didn’t want to leave this spot—my watery heaven; the cooling water, however, gave me a reason to get out. It had lost its scorching heat long ago.

In a minute, I’d get out. I already resembled a raisin, so it wasn’t gonna hurt to stay another minute or two.

I could hear James was still on the phone with his dad. I used that as another reason to stay a bit longer. Why was he taking a work call while on vacation? Well, being the boss meant you really didn’t have the luxury of a real day off. Neither of us minded; he was needed, after all. There was a problem with a new client contract, but from the sounds of it, they’d gotten it sorted rather quickly.

No rest for the wicked, I guess.

Finally giving in, I used my toes to pull the stopper and stood up. I grabbed a towel, wrapping the thin fabric around me. My messy bun shifted as I leaned down to see if my toes were wrinkled. They were, just a little.

There was a slight chill in the air after being in that warm water for so long. I tiptoed out to the bedroom, hearing James laughing. He and his dad had moved onto sports talk. Well, that was rude. I dropped the towel to quickly climb up on the bed. I knew how to get that call to end.

The night was young; I wanted nothing but my fiancé naked and in this bed with me.

Laying back against the pillows, I planted my feet on the firm mattress. I knew what he liked, and I was going to use every bit of knowledge I had to drive him crazy.

I watched him as he paced, turned, and stopped in the doorway, the cell still at his ear, his eyes on me. I said nothing, just moved my hands down my body, cupping my breasts, then let them move lower across my stomach and then to my sex. I teased myself, letting my thumb rub my clit while my fingers slid through my wet folds.

His eyes were glued to me as he said, “Dad, I gotta go. Yeah, love you too.” The cell hit the floor with a soft thud. Hopefully, the rug broke its fall. Honestly, I couldn’t seem to care at the moment. I was too busy watching the sexy-a-sin man stalking my way. His T-shirt was gone, falling to the floor as he stepped out of his shorts. His long, thick cock bobbed with each step like it was waving at me.

I grinned, sat up, and flopped down on my belly. My hand went out to take him in my hand. Slowly, I worked my hand up and down his shaft. My mouth soon joined in the fun. Fisting him, I bobbed my head, swallowing, taking him as far as I could before pulling up.

“Fuck…” His groan had me smiling around his length. The taste of him. The feel of his silky smooth, hard shaft filling my mouth. It was a sensory overload.

The smack of his hand on my bare ass cheek; the sting had my sex clenching. The moan that followed caused him to jerk. The vibration doing the same to him as that smack on my ass had done to me.

“Baby…fuck. If you do that again, I’m coming.”

Challenge accepted.

I used my free hand to cup his balls. My thumb rubbed as I caressed the heavy weight of them. I felt his hand tighten in the messy bun at the back of my head. He was always gentle, never tugging, but he knew just what that touch, that hold, did to me. My head bobbed faster, my teeth lightly scraping along the veins in his shaft. Not enough to hurt, but enough to make his knees weak. I loved this man so damn much.

It took mere minutes before his breath hitched, and just as he’d done many times, he exploded in my mouth.

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