Chapter 25
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
EVERLY
Even in my wildest daydreams, I couldn’t have pictured a scene as perfect as this.
The following evening, Beck and I walked to a part of the resort I ran by every morning—a place I’d felt connected to from the beginning.
A place that would be perfect for the clinic and my dream home.
Well, our dream home. It had a beautiful beach and enough foliage to give the illusion of privacy.
In reality, we were only a five-minute walk from the diner and another five to the main inn.
In the exact place where our future porch swing would be, I sat in the cradle of Beck’s thighs, his legs bent, arms wrapped around me as we stared out at the ocean in the fading sunlight, the waves lapping softly against the shore.
It was…serenity. Pure and utter perfection. And it was ours.
“So, how long have you been planning this for?” I asked.
He pressed a kiss to my temple and tightened his arms around me. “Not long. I never allowed myself to dream with you, sunshine.”
There wasn’t a trace of teasing in his voice, so I tipped my head back to stare up at him. “Why not?”
He shrugged against me. “I didn’t think you were meant to be mine.”
I grinned, pressing a kiss to the underside of his jaw, his short beard tickling my lips. “Well, the joke’s on you, because now you’re stuck with me.”
“I think it’s the other way around.” He ducked his head, burying his face in the crook of my neck before pressing a kiss there. Against my skin, he asked, “Are you really sure about this?”
“Are you?”
He huffed out a laugh. “Sunshine, I’ve been yours since the day you spilled coffee down the front of my shirt.”
I furrowed my brow, trying to remember when I’d done that. I hadn’t spilled coffee in— I gasped. “Wait…that was, like, a year and a half ago.”
He just hummed against my skin, the vibration sending a delicious shiver down my spine.
“Seriously? A year and a half?”
“Seriously. A year and a half.”
My stomach flipped, the thought of this man wanting me for that long, of him witnessing every bad hair day and lapse in judgment and bout of PMS and loving me quietly the whole time, sending a burst of warmth through me. “I thought you could barely tolerate me.”
“I’ve been in love with you for a long time. Your brother can be an ass, but he’s not wrong about you being oblivious.”
I snorted. “Yeah, I’m starting to realize that.”
“I’m telling you right now, if any other man comes around and tries to feed you, take care of your dog for you, or makes you text him when you get home after ensuring your safety, he and I are going to have a very long, very painful chat.”
I laughed and shifted, turning around to face him and straddle his lap. Draping my arms over his shoulders, I shook my head. “Don’t worry, I think your grumbly face will scare anyone else away.” I bit my lip, all teasing gone from my tone. “And I love you, too.”
His eyes heated as he slipped his hands under the hem of my T-shirt, resting them on my bare back, his touch something I wasn’t sure I’d ever get used to. Wasn’t sure I ever wanted to. Voice low, he said, “Say it again.”
I smiled at the subtle bark of a command in his voice. “I love you.”
He pressed a kiss to my jaw. “Again.”
I exhaled a sigh, tipping my head to the side to allow him more room. “I love you, Beck.”
He groaned, cupping my face and kissing me with pent-up desire like we hadn’t fucked like bunnies when we’d gotten home last night and like he hadn’t already made me come just this morning.
After long moments, he finally pulled back, sliding his hands down to my back once again. “You didn’t answer me. Are you sure about this?”
I could read this sincerity in his eyes, the uncertainty still there, and I wanted nothing more than to erase it completely.
To reassure him there was nowhere else I wanted to be—no one else I wanted to share my life with than him.
I shifted against him, sliding closer as I pressed my lips to his.
“I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life than I am of you. ”
He groaned against my mouth, clenching his fingers at my back. “Sunshine… You can’t say shit like that, grind your pussy down on me, and not expect to get fucked.”
Okay, so he wasn’t the only one with some pent-up desire…
“What if that’s exactly what I’m expecting?” I asked right before I kissed him, slowly rocking against where he was already thick and ready for me.
His grip on me tightened, and I gasped when he shifted me harder against him, the thin material of my panties doing nothing to disguise the stiff bulge of his cock. “Is that why you wore this sexy little skirt? Finally wanted me to Chapter Twelve you?”
I breathed out a laugh even as my body heated at the thought of him taking me out here in the open where anyone could see.
True, we were far away from any cottages and on the other side of the resort property from the main inn.
But still, the path meandered this way, and the guests were known to roam, especially at sunset.
“With all the teasing, I’m beginning to think you aren’t going to put your money where your mouth is,” I said.
“I’ll put my mouth anywhere you want it.”
I bit my lip and shifted in his lap. My nipples tingling, pussy throbbing over the memory of that morning when he’d bent me over the kitchen counter, gripped my ass, and spread me open so he could lick me from behind.
He’d been relentless, bringing me to a shockingly quick orgasm before he’d had to leave, hard as stone, to open the diner.
It turned out I didn’t have trouble reaching a climax. I just needed to find the right partner to drown out all the other noise, and Beck had a way of muting every other thought but him.
He leaned forward, his lips brushing against my ear. “Remembering my tongue inside you, baby?”
“Yes,” I breathed.
“Are you wet for me?”
“Yes.”
“Then what are you waiting for?” he asked, his eyes hot as he stared at me. “If you want my cock, take it out and put it where it belongs. Right inside that perfect pussy.”
Never in a million years did I think I would be the kind of person who would be turned on by this—being outside, in the vast open space, the possibility of getting caught nipping at our heels.
But I couldn’t deny the tightness of my nipples, the wetness gathering in my core, both of which only grew more pronounced with each word from his lips, with each shift of his hips against me, with each caress of his hands on my bare back.
“What if someone walks by?” I asked, breathless, equal parts desperate to hear reassurances as much as I was for him to remind me how easily we could be caught.
Beck’s mouth kicked up at the side. “Don’t think I didn’t notice how you ground that needy pussy on me when you asked that question.
” He kissed along my jaw, scraping his teeth against the column of my neck before nipping on my earlobe, his lips against the shell of my ear.
“Does that turn you on, baby? The thought of someone coming up and seeing how hard you make me? How good I serve this pussy? That you drive me so fucking wild, I can’t wait to get you inside before I fuck your sweet cunt? ”
My pussy clenched in response to his whispered words, my body aching to be filled by him in a way that I’d never known before Beck.
“Yes,” I breathed, reaching down and grappling with the fly of his jeans and his boxer briefs until he sprang free. I wrapped my hand around his thick length, already so hard for me, and pumped him slowly, swiping my thumb through the wetness at his tip.
“Quit teasing,” he said through gritted teeth. He slid his hands beneath the hem of my skirt, cupping my ass. “You’ve had me hard all fucking day. Now, tug those tiny panties aside and give me that hot little pussy.”
I shuddered, my body wet and ready for him, already primed for detonation.
Sitting up on my knees, I glanced around at the empty swath of land surrounding us as I shifted my panties to the side and slipped his tip inside me.
I gasped as he entered me, at the same time my gaze locked on a couple who’d just come around the curve in the road.
I groaned, my pussy clenching around him as I sank down, taking him fully inside me, even as the couple came closer with every step. My clit throbbed, my entire body eager and begging for release.
“Fuck, sunshine. You see them?” he asked, his hands on my ass encouraging me to circle my hips so my clit ground against the base of his cock with every rotation.
“Yes,” I breathed, shivers racking my body as my eyes stayed locked on the people getting closer every second, my nipples tight and needy, so desperate for Beck’s mouth.
“Christ, you’re throbbing. That greedy pussy keeps trying to suck me in deeper, even when you’ve got every single inch inside you.
You love this, don’t you? Love knowing you’ve got a cock fucking you beneath this pretty skirt, looking for all the world like a perfect angel.
But you and I both know how dirty my angel can get, don’t we?
We’re the only ones who know your cunt is swallowing me whole.
Know that as soon as you come all over my cock, I’m going to explode inside you.
And we’ll be the only ones who know it’s my come dripping down your thighs when you walk by them with a smile. ”
That was all it took. With the next grind of my clit against him, I shattered.
But Beck, as usual, had known it was coming.
With one hand still clutching my ass and holding me against him, he cupped the back of my head with the other, tugging my face to his as he swallowed my moans with a kiss.
His tongue delved into my mouth, sweeping against my own as his cock jerked, spilling inside me.
He held me against him for long moments, our once-frantic movements now slow and relaxed, his kisses reverent and sweet. Finally, he kissed me twice, then pulled back, the couple who’d witnessed everything without a clue now long gone.
“How was it?” he asked. “Did it live up to the original Chapter Twelve?”
I breathed out a laugh and ran my fingers through his hair. “More than. I love that you do this with me, you know.”
“Well, I love you, so we’re even.”
“I love you, too. So much. You think we’ll still be recreating book scenes in five years?”
“I think we’re going to be recreating them for the rest of our lives.”
I bit my lip, trying to tamp down a smile, my heart cartwheeling in my chest. “The rest of our lives is a pretty long time. Are you sure you’re ready for that?”
He brushed my hair back and cupped my face, sweeping his thumbs along my skin. “Sunshine, it could be a hundred years, and it still wouldn’t be long enough.”