Her friend steps in from the side and holds out her hand. “Hi, I’m Susan… the one who was trying to convince her that this was a crazy idea.” There’s a grin on her face like she’s nervous and feeling guilty as hell. “I’m going to head down to that hotel and see if I can’t find a room for the night.” She looks back toward Beth. “I assume you have some catching up to do?”
The thought ofcatching upwith Beth has my heart swelling and my cock thumping at my zipper for freedom.
Beth looks up at me, her sweet gaze like nothing I’ve ever experienced in life. “Yeah, we have some catching up to do.”
And with that one sentence, my entire life has changed.
Chapter Ten
Beth
I didn’t come all this way because my clit was throbbing, but now that I’m here, and Alex is next to me, I’m like Pavlov’s dog hearing my bell. The deep sound of treble in his voice and the scent of pine on his skin has me aching for more.
I slide closer to him on the bench seat of his truck, resting my hand on his lap as he tucks his arm around me.
“I still can’t believe you’re actually here,” he says, kissing the top of my head gently.
“And I can’t believe you came to find me. I regretted pulling out of that parking lot at camp since the second I left, but I was afraid of what would happen if I came back.”
“How is the job hunt going? Did you end up finding something?”
I don’t want to tell him I’m a crazy person who’s been having fantasies about finding a job in Rugged Mountain so we can settle down in a cozy little mountain cabin and spend our nights making babies. Chasing him down was crazy enough. So instead, I shake my head. “Nothing yet.”
“You still looking up in Massachusetts?”
I stare out the front window, watching as we ascend into a world of pine, cedar, and granite cliffs. “Not really. I think the market is pretty full there. I’ve been looking for a while now and nothing is working out. Besides, I think maybe it’s time for a change of scenery.”
He clears his throat. “Oh yeah? What kind of scenery are you thinking?”
I look toward him and shrug. “Mountains seem pretty. Maybe I could start my own retreat or something.” I’ve only just thought of the idea, but it’s kind of smart.
He glances toward me, then back at the road, before pulling off the main highway, and onto a seasonal path that’s tucked behind the trees. Maybe I wasn’t subtle enough. I did lay it on kind of thick.
“You really want to move here?” he says, putting the truck in park to look toward me. “What about Susan?”
“We talked on the way here. I think she’s excited to have an excuse to travel once a month, and I need a change of scenery. I want new experiences, and everything here is… beautiful.” I don’t look away from him as I talk.
His hand settles on my cheek, and he leans his forehead against mine, brushing our lips together. “I fell in love with you at Mountain Ridge, Beth. I don’t know how it happened. I’ve tried to convince myself a thousand times that I’m crazy, but something about you speaks to me in a way I can barely comprehend. And I don’t want to lose you again.” His lips press into mine again and my heart fills so full that I fear it could stop at any moment.
His kisses trail from my lips down to my neck. “I think we need to get home before I lose control.”
I glance around the truck, noting the trees shrouding us from the world. “I don’t want to wait. I’ve waited two months.” My hips rock unintentionally against the seam in the seat. “I need you now.”
“Not for your first time. Not like this. I want it to be spec—”
I lean into his lips and drown his reasoning until his hands are tucking beneath my sundress and cupping my ass.
He lets out a moan and opens the truck door, pulling me to the edge to face him as he continues to work my body over, kissing every inch of skin he can find. My collarbone, my breasts, the inside of my elbows, the tips of my fingers. He’s insatiable as he touches me, the look in his eyes from loving and kind to wild and hungry. I remember that look. I saw it in him when we were in Virginia. I’ve dreamt about it for months. I’ve even fantasized about what his cock would feel like sliding inside of me.
The thought sends a shock up my spine and through my center as he pulls the straps of my sundress off my shoulders. I’d guess it’s nearly six o’clock, but it’s still ninety degrees outside. It’s a temperature I wasn’t expecting in the mountains.
He kisses my nipples one at a time, twisting his tongue with pressure as he milks the tiny pink buds. “I want all of you.” His tone is nearly a groan and I sense the urgency in his voice. If I’m not creamy now, I’m not sure I’ll ever be.
I stand and pull my panties off, expecting to toss them behind me in the truck, but he takes them from my hands and studies the light pink lace before holding them in front of his face, inhaling my scent.
My clit throbs harder as I notice a bit of creamy white on the crotch of the underwear. He’s noticed it too. His gaze goes to the liquid, and he licks it, looking at me with a carnal urge that sends my hormones on high alert.
I reach for his pants and unbuckle his belt, pulling the jeans to the ground, before stroking his oversized cock in my hand. I want to take my time to feel every sensation. I’m only going to have a first time once and I want to remember every second of it, but I can’t focus. He’s trailing kisses down my chest and onto my stomach.