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"Oh fuck, Daddy," I said with a gasp. "I can't… I… fuck. I need your cock inside me." It started in my soles and then shot through my entire body in a split second. Involuntarily, I wrapped my legs around Gray's head, pressing him against me as I came hard on his tongue.
Only when the last tremor had subsided did I slowly let him go.
With a dirty grin on his lips, he stood up, reached for my chin, and kissed me so I could taste myself on his tongue.
My hands moved toward his belt, but the disapproving sound from his throat stopped me. "That wasn't part of the deal, I'm afraid."
Though his rock-hard erection suggested otherwise.
"Please?"
"If you behave and later beg with the same desperate look, you'll get my cock. But only then, Amelia."
I withheld the protest rising within me, knowing that what awaited me later would be even better.
24
GRAY
As Amelia sped over a small rise at full speed, she flew through the air for a moment before landing on all four wheels in a muddy puddle. Water splashed everywhere, but the impact neither ripped her from her seat nor slowed her down.
Although I couldn't see her face under the helmet, there was no doubt in my mind that she was already enjoying the ride. I had sent her ahead so that I could keep an eye on her at all times, making sure nothing happened to her along the way.
Putting her on an ATV was one thing. Watching her momentarily forget her mortality as she chased an adrenaline rush was something entirely different.
I understood the allure. Mudding was popular for a reason. It involved horsepower on a vehicle that offered thrills similar to a motorcycle, only much more suited to rough terrain. I bet Amelia would have even more fun in the winter when Wilder and I pulled the snowmobiles out of the garage. Canadian winters were… adventurous. Without the snowmobiles, no one could make it up or down the mountain.
I put aside the fact that it would still be six months until the first snow fell and focused instead on how Amelia had completely swept me off my feet today.
As I watched her speed down the narrow forest path, struggling to keep up with her, certain words echoed in my ears.
It was a perilous development. A fine line we were now dancing along. When she called me by that name, it stirred in me the desire to claim her permanently, to never let her go—since she wouldn’t utter such words without caring about what we had—about me.
I was fully aware of how selfish that was. After all, I was the one who had assured her that it was okay if she just used me.
I rolled my eyes. Clearly, I had shot myself in the foot here, now putting pressure on her and making demands…
Luckily, the cabin came into view among the trees, allowing me to push aside those thoughts.
I parked the ATV right next to the door.
Amelia, just like me, was covered in mud from head to toe. Even the tips of her hair were caked, the turquoise of her shoes was unrecognizable, and her clothes had all blurred into a monotonous brown. But the sparkle had returned to her eyes, the one I had missed so much that morning.
The last-minute change of plans had been worth it. Originally, I had wanted Declan to come over to handle the minor repair, but instead, I decided to do it myself.
Amelia hopped off the ATV, spinning around in a circle. The trees soared so high that you could barely see the sky through the canopy. Little light reached the ground, mostly covered with thick moss. The log cabin fit perfectly into the surroundings—small, built from thick logs, and right in the midst of nature.
Looking out the window at night, it wasn't uncommon to find yourself eye to eye with the creatures of the forest. Right now, in summer, it was an ideal starting point for long hikes across the surrounding mountains, but also for mushroom pickers, BMX enthusiasts, or those inclined toward solitude—it was the perfect retreat.
"What made you decide to create all these holiday homes? I mean, the B and B is already amazing, but this is on a whole different level," Amelia said as she turned toward me.
Meanwhile, I had already started to unlock the door. The smell of stale air hit me. The last booking was almost a week ago, and the next was not until three days later.
"One could say I had too much time. Too much time and too many emotions that I needed a healthy way to release." I quickly stripped off the top layer of clothing to avoid bringing all the mud inside.
Even though daylight hardly reached the ground, the rain always found a way, making the forest slippery, muddy, and wet.
"I kind of suspected that," Amelia remarked.
