Chapter Twenty-Two
I ’m in awe the second we pull up to the stunning lake house we have for the night. We’d driven out to Virginia, about forty minutes from home, and I’m so excited to spend a night alone with Rowan. “This is gorgeous. Where’d you find this?” I ask as he helps me out of the car.
“A guy from work. This is actually his lake house. He uses it for Airbnb mostly.” He closes the door behind me and grabs our bags. “I’ve thought about investing in a lake house but I wanted to wait until Isla was a little older and was a stronger swimmer.”
It’s a two-story house that is mostly secluded with nothing but trees surrounding it except for the front which faces the lake. It looks almost like a log cabin with gray stones sprinkled throughout the structure and huge windows. It’s like a house right out of a magazine.
“Wow,” I say more to myself because I’ve never seen anything like this and I’ve been to my fair share of lake houses with families I’ve worked for.
“I’m glad you like it, sunshine,” he says as we walk up the stone path to the door, passing a small pond with a fountain with fish swimming around. We make it inside and it’s cozy and rustic with brown and cream couches and what looks like a ten-foot Christmas tree in the corner. I tilt my head to look at him. “Christmas tree already?”
He chuckles before turning to light the fireplace. “I think it’s nice to have some festive decor for travelers. Besides, it is November and some people like to set up early. Not us. Pretty sure it was mid-December by the time we got the tree up last year.” I turn away from the silvery Christmas tree with twinkling white lights and put my hands on my hips.
“What? Oh my God, don’t worry. I will get you guys together this year.” He makes his way over to me and wraps his arms around me.
“I have no doubt that you will.” He presses his lips to mine. “So, what do you want to do first?”
“You,” I say while taking a step back and making an obvious gesture to his groin.
“Oh?” He smirks. “Because there’s a hot tub out back.”
“Shit, I totally forgot to bring a bathing suit!” I hadn’t even thought about the possibility of a hot tub and with the temperature barely getting above forty-five degrees, I knew I wouldn’t be getting in the lake.
“I didn’t bring one either,” he tells me and I’m pretty sure even if I brought one, I wouldn’t be wearing it.
The idea of delayed gratification or whatever is how we end up in the hot tub before fooling around, although there’s a good chance the idea of waiting until later seems to be coming to an abrupt halt with the way he’s staring at me.We are both naked under the water, so while the bubbles from the jets slightly obscure our bodies, we know what isn’t below the surface.
He turned on some music and it has just switched to a sultrier song that immediately sends a shiver through me.
“So, do you see yourself having more kids? Or are you done?” I’m on my second margarita which may be the reason behind my question, but thankfully so is he and when he downs the rest of his drink and stares at me with hooded eyes, I wonder if my question is just adding to the tension crackling between us.
“I thought I was done,” he says before sucking an ice cube into his mouth and crossing the hot tub to where I’m sitting. He pulls me to my feet. “Now, I’m not so sure,” he says low in my ear before using his lips to drag the piece of ice down my neck. The sensation of the hot water mixed with the ice is making me dizzy with lust and I grab onto his biceps.
“Oh?” I whisper as he drags the ice across my chest and up my neck on the other side. “Why aren’t you sure?”
“Hmmm.” He moans in my ear and then I feel his hand on my inner thigh. “I don’t know. Do you want kids?” He drags a finger over my clit and presses his lips to my neck with the ice cube still in his mouth, sucking on the skin and sending another icy feeling through my body.
“Me?” I gasp.
He pulls back to look at me before pulling me so I’m pressed right against him. “I’m certainly not practicing how you get them with anyone else.” Before I can respond, he lifts me in his arms and sets me on the edge of the hot tub. The hot tub is covered by the deck above us and on two sides so it’s somewhat insulated, otherwise I’d be freezing.
“Spread them.” I do as he says instantly, not feeling nearly as nervous as I did weeks ago the first time he told me to do this.
“Such a good girl. Always so eager to please me.” He grabs his glass again and sucks in another ice cube. “Good thing you found someone who wants to please you just as much.” He smirks and then his head is between my thighs pressing the ice and his tongue to my clit and I feel like I could pass out from the sensation. It’s deliciously intense and I never want this feeling to end. I drag my fingers through his damp hair as he continues to eat me hungrily, lapping at me with the ice cube on his hot tongue.
“Fuck, Rowan!”
“Yes, baby?” he asks while he brings my legs over his shoulder. He pulls back, and a stream of melted ice or maybe spit connects his mouth to my pussy before he breaks it with his tongue. Holy fuck, he’s hot. He looks up at me, dragging those hooded eyes up my body, letting them linger on my breasts with his bottom lip trapped between his teeth. “God, you’re so fucking perfect,” he says before diving back between my legs, his tongue fucking me faster as he laps at my clit.
My toes curl and my heart speeds up. “Don’t stop.”
“Stop? Hell no, baby, I’m just getting started.” He raises a hand to keep the ice on my clit while his tongue pushes inside me and my head falls back, feeling my orgasm brew beneath my skin.
“Oh God, right there. I’m going to come.” I moan as I push my sex harder against his soft lips.
“Let me hear it. No one is around for miles, baby. Scream for me.”
“Oh fuck, Rowan!” I cry out loudly and then my climax washes over me hard and fast, knocking the wind out of me briefly.
I can feel my eyes twitch behind my eyelids and I expel a shaky breath just as I lift my head. When I open my eyes, they’re hazy and when he steps closer to me, putting his hands on my face, I realize I’m crying.
“You’re so beautiful,” he says pressing his lips to each cheek, catching the two stray tears that have streaked down my face.
I throw my arms around his neck and pull his lips down to mine, swirling my tongue against his and tasting myself on him. “Fuck me.”
He spins me around to face the edge of the hot tub and bends me over the edge. “Don’t move,” he whispers in my ear before I feel a smack on my ass. I gasp at the sensation and the sting his hand leaves in its wake. We’d had the jets on low but suddenly they’ve been turned up and the water is shooting out faster. He moves me over so I’m more in line with them and when he pushes me closer, I feel the pressured water hitting my clit.
“Oh my God.”
He leans over and I feel his cock resting against me as he trails kisses up my spine. “I’m going to fuck you like this, okay?”
I nod enthusiastically because I want to do whatever he wants. “Yes. Yes please. ”
“Fuck. Your ass, Elianna.” He groans. “Will you let me play with it later?”
“Oh fuck…I…yes!” I cry out when he moves me closer to the jets and it’s now hitting my clit at full force. “Fuck me now,” I say over my shoulder, and less than a second later I feel him push inside of my slick cunt that is already pulsing. “Rowan!”
“I know, baby, I know.” He groans. “You’re doing so well, taking my dick like this. You didn’t know how good it could be in this position, did you?”
I shake my head because no position we’ve tried yet has felt like this. He grips my hips and continues to slam into me from behind all the while the jets are stimulating my clit and I feel like I’m in sensory overload.
“Rowan, oh my God !” I scream, slamming my hand down against the stone tiling around the hot tub as water splashes around us. I’m pushing back against him; my pussy feels like it’s on fire with how hot it feels and I’m so close to the edge I can taste it.
“You’re clamping down on me so damn hard, sunshine. Let go and make your pretty pussy come all over my dick. Do it now, fucking… please.” He groans and I can feel his words in my clit. He slaps my ass again and it triggers my climax.
“Oh fuuuuck. Come inside me… Mr. Kincaid ,” I moan and the growl I hear from behind me is so hot it already has me thinking about going again.
“Shit.” His strokes are even faster now and I know he’s close. I reach between my legs and drag my palm over his balls, squeezing them gently. “FUCK!” He roars and then holds me tight against him as I feel his cock pulse inside of me. Thoughts of the conversation we had earlier about kids has me thinking about his cum being stronger than my preventative measures leaving me pregnant after this weekend and my cunt throbs.
I don’t even have time to contemplate that thought for long because he pulls out of me and then I feel his mouth back between my legs from behind before dragging upwards and rimming my asshole.
“Oh my God.”
“I need this,” he says as he squeezes one of my cheeks. “Need to claim you in every possible way.”
I knew he was possessive but seeing this side of him is so fucking hot and I love that it’s something only I see.“Okay…just…go slow.”
“Not yet,” he says, his tongue still tracing my asshole. “I need to prepare you better than this. I don’t want to hurt you.” He places a final kiss on my ass cheek before pulling me to stand and spinning me around. “I will never hurt you.” He drops a light kiss on my lips and then my nose.
“I know.”
“You want to go upstairs?” he asks, nodding toward the inside.
The bedroom is gorgeous with all-white bedding and a canopy, a fireplace that Rowan started while we were downstairs so the room would be ready when we were ready to move things to the bedroom. Rowan made us more margaritas, and I’m now feeling not only drunk on Rowan but a little drunk on tequila and it’s making me horny as fuck.
“The first time I laid eyes on you, I knew you were going to be a problem for me, Elianna,” he says against my lips. We’re lying on the bed, a tangle of limbs, still naked and buzzing from our orgasms. “I’ve never felt such an instant attraction to someone.”
“I felt the same…and Jacqueline called this after the first time I met you,” I confess with a giggle.
“Did she now? I think I need to meet this best friend of yours.”
“She’s…something.” I laugh. “But I love her. Even if she does call you Hot Daddy Rowan.” I blurt out and my lips immediately form a straight line because I had not meant to tell him that. Shit! Damn tequila.
He pulls back and gives me a sly smirk. “Do you call me that too?”
“No.” I shake my head. “She’s just being silly.”
“You don’t think I’m hot?” He raises an eyebrow at me.
“Your ego doesn’t need the stroking. You know you’re hot, Rowan Kincaid. Have you seen the way women look at you? I don’t even have to see it to know based on all the moms trying to get information from me about you.” I laugh but he doesn’t even crack a smile.
“I don’t care about any of them. I care about the way you look at me.” He pulls me closer and rubs my back.
“Of course, I think you’re hot. I believe I frequently use the word gorgeous in my head, but semantics.”
He moves to lie on top of me. “I don’t know how I would feel about you calling me Daddy . Since you know…there’s someone else that does? I’m trying not to think about that though.” He chuckles. “Maybe we should try it. Just to see.”
I raise an eyebrow at him. “How drunk are you?” I giggle and he shakes his head.
“I’m not.” He narrows his eyes at me but I can see the haze in them.
“Sure about that…Daddy?” I say in a breathy voice and I feel his cock jerk against me.
I watch his pupils dilate and his mouth falls open. “Yep, we’re good.” He lowers his mouth to my neck and bites down gently. “I like it. Didn’t think I would, but maybe it’s because it’s coming out of those perfect lips I haven’t stopped thinking about since I met you.”
“Did you think about them wrapped around your dick when you touched yourself?”
“Every fucking time.” He kisses me slowly, trailing down my body, and running his tongue over both of my nipples before he gets off the bed. I follow him with my eyes and see that he’s got a bottle of lubricant. “We don’t have to do this,” he says as he joins me back on the bed.
“I want to.” I reach for his dick and stroke him slowly before gliding my thumb over the tip to collect the pearl of pre-cum that had formed. “Don’t you want to fuck my ass, Daddy?” I purr and he wastes no time flipping me over and smacking my ass once.
“You’re going to be a little tease with that, aren’t you?”
“Not all the time.” I giggle as he pulls me up on my knees and spreads my cheeks. I’m glad I’m a little drunk and feeling less inhibited or I’d definitely be feeling a little anxious over being this exposed to him. I gasp when I hear and feel him spit on my hole. “Did you just…”
I hear a chuckle behind me followed by the sound of squirting. “Just making sure you’re extra lubricated.”
I feel the cool gel and then his finger rubbing against me before he pushes slightly inside my asshole while another one of his fingers begins to rub my clit. I clench around his finger, never having felt anything inside before.
He lets out a breath and puts his other hand on my lower back. “Fuck, you are…this is going to be tight.”
“You think?” I sass and he taps my ass gently.
“While I have a finger deep in your asshole, is probably not the best time for your smart mouth.” I giggle when I feel more lubricant and then more pressure. “It’s another finger,” he tells me. “You’re doing so well, baby. How are you feeling?”
“I’m okay.” I moan, feeling the effects of that last margarita starting to kick in.
“You’re perfect,” he whispers, pushing even further inside and I feel my body start to build from all the stimulation.
“You’re going to be so tight on my cock. Fuck…baby. You ready?”
I nod because my skin is buzzing and my pussy is wet and I feel like I’m in a state of complete euphoria. Nothing has ever felt this good.
“Fuck me, Daddy.”
I hear a sound that might be a grunt or a groan as he slides his fingers out of me and I hear the squirt of more gel. “Tell me to stop if it’s too much, okay, sunshine?” He trails a hand down my back and holds it at the base of my spine as I feel his dick at my hole and then he pushes in slowly and instantly I clamp down hard at the intrusion. “Rub your clit for me.” I do as he says and I feel myself feeling looser as my orgasm begins to brew.
“Oh fuck…I can’t believe you’re…there. No one has ever…”
He’s still inching in slowly and I feel his grip tighten on my hips. “And no one ever will be besides me,” he says through gritted teeth and the possessiveness causes goosebumps to erupt everywhere.
“Oh, I think I’m going to come.” I moan just as I think he’s bottoming out inside of me.
“Yes, fucking come while I’m in your ass. I want you to feel good.”
“It…feels…good…” I say through shaky breaths just as I reach the peak of my high. He’s begun thrusting slowly now and it still feels tight but the climax that’s slowly moving through my body is lessening the pressure. “Yes yes yes! Oh fuck! Rowan!” I cry out.
“So tight, fuck .”
“Wait, I want to see you come,” I tell him and he slowly pulls out and moves me onto my back. He lifts my legs slightly, so he can slowly slide back into my asshole and then his fingers go to my clit.
“I like this better anyway, so I can do this.” He lets a stream of spit fall to my pussy.
“Oh. You are so…dirty.” I bite my bottom lip watching his muscles flex as he thrusts. “I love it.”
He gives me a sexy grin and picks up the pace causing his eyes to flutter shut but he never stops his assault on my pussy. He rubs my clit harder and faster and there’s a good chance he’s going to make me come again.
“Fuuuuuck, baby. I’m going to fucking explode.”
“Yes yes, do that. I want to watch,” I beg as I stare up at him watching him chase his climax. “Please, Daddy,” I say as I grip his thigh hard. Lust flashes across his face and his eyes slam shut as he tightens his grip on my hip and slaps a hand down hard on my clit.
“Oh!” I cry out, the sting triggering a different kind of climax that makes me feel like everything is moving in slow motion. My limbs feel heavy and everything from the waist down tingles. “Wow,” I whisper as he slides out of me and I think I feel him getting off the bed.
I feel the bed move and when I open my eyes again, he’s staring at me with the sweetest expression. “Hi, gorgeous. I think you blacked out for a second. You feeling, okay?”
“That was…intense,” I whisper as he wipes me gently with a warm washcloth.
“Did it hurt?”
“No, I think I’m okay. That smack at the end…” I trail off. “That was so hot,” I murmur.
I feel myself moving and then I’m underneath cool blankets, resting on top of silky sheets. My eyes flutter open just in time to see Rowan cutting off the lights, leaving one on, and pulling me to rest on his chest.
“You’re incredible, you know that? I feel so lucky to have found you,” he whispers.
I think he may have said something else, but I’m asleep before I can ask him to repeat it.