“I feel you. Your cum is so hot.” I come and come and come, and when I’m finally depleted, I drop my head to her shoulder, unable to get my breath.
“So good,” she cries out. We stay in that position for a long time. My cock inside her, one hand on her stomach, the other on her breasts. Our breathing finally regulates but I have no desire to move. I could stay right where I am forever, but I’m pretty sure she needs to rinse off, sit down, and get some coffee into her.
I back her up, and the warm spray falls over us.
“I think shower sex is my favorite,” she whispers and we both laugh.
“Not so fast,” I say. “We have a lot more positions to try out.”
“I don’t think I’ll make it.”
She’s not the only one. Come the end of the week, if things don’t work out between us, I’ll be the one in real fucking trouble of not making it.
10
Katee
“Ohmigod, this view is amazing,” I say to Luke as I glance out the window of the helicopter. We were lucky that they had a cancellation and we were able to book it fast. The pilot takes us over a huge mountain and when we reach the other side, numerous skiers are weaving their way down a sugary hill. I wave to them, but I don’t think any of them can see me.
Luke is grinning at me when I turn his way. “You love this.”
“I do. I’ve never been in a helicopter before.” I grab my phone from my pocket and start taking pictures. “Where’s your phone?” I ask. “You might want to get a few pictures.”
He shrugs. “It’s back at the suite. I don’t want to take any calls this week. I’m sure my inbox is full.”
“What if Arianna is trying to call you?” I ask. “You might want to talk to her.”
He scrubs his chin and turns from me. I put my hand on his leg and give it a squeeze, letting him know I understand he doesn’t want to talk about it, but that I’m here for him just the same. Wanting to lighten his mood, I point to something near the tree line.
“I think there’s a bear down there?”
“What, really?” He leans into me, and I breathe in his familiar scent as he looks out the window. “I think it’s a wolf,” he says.
The pilot glances down, and heads toward the tree line. “It’s a wolf,” he says. “I’ll try to get closer so you can get a picture.” I squeal with excitement, and Luke laughs at me. I’m thrilled to see his mood has shifted again, and he’s enjoying this trip. The pilot heads close to the tree, but the sound of the engine scare the animal and it darts into the trees. I take some shots anyway. When I finish, Luke takes my hand and brings it to his lips. He kisses my fingers and says, “I’m glad you’re enjoying this?”
“Are you?”
“Yeah. I’m glad you’re here with me,” he says, and I lean in to him.
“I’m so glad we won the game. Still we would have had a good time just doing nothing together.”
“We always do.”
I’ve always been close to Luke, but after all the intimacies we’ve been sharing, I feel even closer to him. Impossible I know, but true nonetheless. We continued to hold each other, and enjoy the gorgeous views as the pilot finishes our tour, taking us back to the air strip near the resort. Luke gives him a big tip and we hop back into the rental car. Dusk is upon us as we reach our hotel, and Luke hands the car keys to the bell hop.
I hurry inside out of the cold, and Luke saunters in behind me, like he’s in no hurry to do anything. I let my gaze fall over him, but that’s when I realize I’m not the only one looking. From behind, two girls are whispering and gawking at Luke. He comes up to me, and the jealousy I feel is a bit disconcerting. We’re friends with benefits, and I have no right to feel possessive of him.
“Aren’t you Luke Erikson?” the girl with the long dark hair asks as she comes up to him, completely ignoring me. Her friend however, a bleached blonde, isn’t ignoring me at all. Nope, she’s looking me over, and trying to figure out if I’m a threat to her at all. She tears her gaze away and beams at Luke. Well then, I guess she doesn’t think I’m a threat at all.
“They call you the Stick Handler,” she says and chuckles. “I’d love to get an autograph, and maybe we can meet up later for a drink. I’d love to hear all about the ways you handle your stick.”
I glance at Luke, who’s taking it all in stride, even though deep down he’s a private guy who hates all the attention. I was really hoping no one would recognize him here, and he could use the time to relax after the horrible ordeal back home.
“I want an autograph, too,” the brunette says, and unzips her coat. She widens her shirt and sticks out her cleavage. “Right here,” she says and chuckles.
“Ladies,” Luke begins, and puts his arm around me. “This is Katee. My wife. Someday we’d like to have children and if I autographed you there,” he makes a face as he points to her cleavage, “chances are she’ll remove a few body parts that will prevent that from happening. But if you have a pen and paper, I’d be happy to give you an autograph.”
Their smiles fall as they look at me. “Oh, I didn’t realize you were married,” the blonde says, disdain in her eyes as she gives me the once over again.