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Just as I started to come down, Jack called, “Dakota, fuck, sweetheart.” Then he planted himself to the root and kissed me through his orgasm.
I swallowed his groans as I kept a firm hold on him.
When he made it to the other side, I still didn’t want to let him go.
TWELVE
Dakota
It seemed impossible to be here.
I was in Jack’s bed, basking in the glow of post-orgasmic bliss as I listened to the sound of the water running in the shower of Jack’s bathroom while I looked out the window at the snow-covered trees and mountains surrounding this beautiful place.
Even now, more than an hour after we’d had sex for the first time, I was still feeling the effects of all that Jack had given me.
Following our first round of sex, Jack and I spent some time curled up in his bed together, where neither one of us made any attempts to speak. My silence was mostly due to feeling utterly sated, but there was a small part of me that felt some uncertainty.
I hadn’t expected what happened, but I loved that it did. My mind was caught up wondering if Jack felt the same. Did he enjoy what we had as much as I did?
Ultimately, I convinced myself that the way he had his arm wrapped around me, gently stroking his fingers up and down the bare skin on my back while his other hand held mine protectively on his chest, was a sign that he liked where he was. Maybe more importantly, he liked where I was.
Eventually, Jack got up, left me in his bed, and made us breakfast. We ate together before he had another go at me, which was no less wonderful than the first time.
Afterward, he needed to drag himself out of the bed, so that he could go and tend to the animals. Even if it hadn’t really been my thing, I did offer to go with him to help.
As was not surprising, Jack refused my help, insisting that I stay inside and relax where it was warm. I was happy to do as he asked, and I continued to do that now.
Because he’d come back inside after taking care of the animals and made his way into the bathroom to take a shower. On his way there, he told me to stay in his bed, remain naked, and wait for him to join me again.
If staying put meant that I was going to have a third round with Jack, I wasn’t going to move from this spot.
That was precisely my problem.
Because it didn’t take long for me to become completely caught up in Jack and how he made me feel. As a result, I forgot about the one thing that had been my biggest reason to steer clear of Jack in this way.
It was what I saw as I stared out the window from the comfort of his bed.
A car—one I’d seen pull into and out of this driveway on several occasions before—was coming toward the house. The sight of that car snapped me right back to reality, because I knew that car belonged to one of Jack’s women.
Even if I felt a wave of nausea roll over me at that moment, I couldn’t take the time to deal with it.
I had to escape.
I needed to get out of here.
I bolted out of the bed and wished I’d have taken a second to breathe first. My legs got tangled up in the sheet, and I stumbled forward, scraping my shin on the corner of the bed frame.
“Ow,” I hissed. “Fuck.”
Blood immediately pooled on the front of my leg, but I ignored that, too. Instead, I scrambled around the room, gathering up my clothes and throwing them on my body haphazardly.
I dashed out of the room, headed straight for my boots, and managed to get them both on when I heard the car door close.
There was no time left. I didn’t even grab my extra sweater or my jacket when I ran through the cabin toward the back door. I’d just made it there when I heard the water in the shower turn off.
Perfect.
He could answer the front door while I snuck out the back.
