5. Eliza
ELIZA
I’m sittingin the passenger seat of Drew’s Range Rover with my thighs pressed together, the thick forest blurring past my window.
In the back of my mind, I replay the last hour: canceling all of Drew’s meetings for the week, then rushing home to pack a bag. I didn’t even question it. I simply acted, possessed by the need to be wherever he is.
Now, as we drive away from everything familiar, I’m hit by the gravity of what I’ve done.
Part of me knows this is a terrible idea. I should be focused on work, not indulging in whatever this thing is between us. But the ache between my legs won’t let me forget how he reduced me to a writhing mess on top of his desk.
“You’re quiet, sweetheart.” Drew’s gaze flickers to me, his fingers drumming against the steering wheel. “Everything okay?”
“Yeah, I just—” A flush creeps up my neck as I struggle to find the right words. “I’ve never done anything like this before.”
“Like what? Gone away for the weekend with your boss?” There’s a teasing lilt to his tone that does nothing to calm my nerves.
“I’m not exactly experienced in these areas.” I stare out the window at the pine trees whisking by, my face burning hotter by the second. “In any area, really.”
“Hey.” Drew reaches over and squeezes my knee. “There’s no need to be embarrassed. You’re here because you want this as much as I do, and we’re going to take our time exploring each other with no judgment. No pressure, no expectations. Just you and me.”
I want to believe him, to give in to this connection stretching between us, but years of being alone leave their mark. “You make it sound so simple.”
“It can be.” Drew smiles, softening the harsh lines of his face into something almost tender. “If you trust me enough to let go.”
Suddenly, Drew’s phone rings and the name “Heath” flashes on the dashboard screen. My stomach flutters at the sight of that name, a reminder of everything waiting for us in Fit Mountain.
Drew sighs. “Looks like my brother wants a word.”
“Shouldn’t you answer? It could be important.”
“Trust me, it’s not.” His jaw tightens, gaze fixed on the winding road ahead. “He probably heard about us leaving together and wants details.”
I frown, chewing my lip. The tension in his voice concerns me, a hint of something strained beneath the surface. “You make it sound like you’re not close.”
“No, we are. I love my brothers. We’re best friends. But sometimes, a man needs his space.” His hand finds my thigh again, warm and heavy, squeezing in a way that makes my breath catch. “Now, where were we?”
Heat floods my cheeks. “Oh, I was just... wondering if you meant what you said earlier. About me being yours?”
The words tumble out in a rush, my boldness startling even myself. But after what we shared, I need to know where we stand. I don’t want to set myself up for heartbreak by hoping for too much.
Drew’s eyes gleam. “Is that what you want, baby? To be mine?”
“I...” My tongue feels thick, my pulse racing. “Yes.”
“Good.” He slides his hand higher. “Because that’s what I want too.”
The cabin comes into view, a sprawling log structure perched at the edge of a pristine lake. Majestic peaks tower in the distance, their slopes dappled with pine trees. It’s breathtaking and ruggedly beautiful, the perfect escape from the demands of everyday life.
“Like it?” Drew asks, a hint of smugness in his tone. He already knows the answer, if my awed gasp is any indication.
“It’s amazing. I didn’t know you had a place like this.”
Drew chuckles. “I don’t share everything, Eliza.” Something flares in his eyes. “But I’ll share this place with you, and everything in it. Including me.”
I swallow hard, my mouth suddenly dry. “Including you?”
“Every last inch.” He kills the engine, then turns to cage me against the seat. “And you’re going to take it all, aren’t you?”
I nod, incapable of speech.
My whole body thrums with need, desperate to give him everything he demands.
Drew’s smile sharpens. “That’s my good girl. Now, let’s get inside. I want to hear those pretty sounds you made in my office again.”
I followDrew inside the cabin on trembling legs. He sets our bags by the door and pulls me deeper into the great room, maneuvering me toward an overstuffed sofa.
“Sit,” he commands. I sink onto the cushions, watching through hooded eyes as he prowls closer. “Now, show me how wet I’ve made you.”
Heat floods my cheeks even as desire pools between my legs. I swallow hard and part my knees, giving him a glimpse of my soaked entrance.
Drew groans, the sound ragged with want. In one smooth motion, he drops to his knees.
“So eager to please me.” His breath ghosts over my heated flesh. “But patience, Eliza. We’ll get there.”
Get where? I’m already hovering at the edge of madness, desperate for his touch. “Drew, please.”
He presses a finger to my lips, gazing up at me with a wicked gleam. “You’ll come when I say you can come, not a moment before. Understand?”
I nod, trembling. His dominance awakens something primal inside me, a deep-seated urge to submit and be claimed.
Drew drags his knuckles up the inside of my thigh in a featherlight caress. “Good girl. Lay back and spread your legs for me.”
I comply instantly, my dress riding up as I let my legs fall open. I’ve never felt so exposed, but it only makes me feel even more turned on.
Drew’s gaze rakes over my prone form, his nostrils flaring. “So fucking gorgeous. And all mine.” His voice drops to a possessive growl. “No one else gets to see you like this. No one else touches you. You belong to me now, Eliza, and I’m going to ruin you for anyone else.”
I squirm under the intensity of his stare, unable to resist writhing against the couch cushions. Every word from his lips stokes the fire burning within me, leaving me desperate for more. For him.
“Touch yourself,” he commands. “I want to see how you like to play when you’re alone.”
My cheeks flame hotter, embarrassment warring with desire.
I’ve never done anything like this before, never shared such an intimate act with anyone. But the ache between my legs is impossible to ignore, and the thought of Drew watching me pleasure myself makes my clit pulse with need.
“Don’t be shy, baby. I already know how much you want it.” His voice softens. “Take the edge off. Touch yourself. Do whatever feels good.”
Reassured by his tone, I slide a hand down my stomach. A broken moan falls from my lips as I rub slow, teasing circles around my clit, putting on a show for the man towering over me.
Drew fists his cock through the fabric of his grey sweatpants as his gaze burns into mine. “That’s it, gorgeous. Play with that pretty pussy for me.”
His words send a jolt of electricity through me, spurring my fingers to move faster. “You’re such a good girl, letting me watch you come undone. So fucking sexy.”
His praise washes over me in waves, carrying me higher.
I’m drowning in sensation, barely aware of anything but the building pressure and Drew’s gravelly encouragement. When release crashes over me, I cry out his name, trembling through the aftershocks of a shattering climax.
As my body relaxes into the couch, Drew looms over me. His eyes glitter with heat and possessiveness, pupils blown wide with lust. “My turn.”
Before I can catch my breath, Drew settles between my thighs and nudges them further apart. He presses his cock at my entrance, then slides through my slick folds to tease my oversensitive clit.
“Easy, sweetheart.” Drew pins my hips in place as he stares down at me. “You’ll get what you need, but we’re going to take this slow. I want to feel every inch of you wrapped around me.”
He pushes inside in one smooth thrust, stretching me open in the most delicious way. “You feel like heaven, Eliza. So fucking tight. ”
Drew pulls back until only the tip remains inside before sliding home again with a snap of his hips. He sets a torturous pace, alternating between deep, powerful strokes and shallow thrusts.
“Please,” I whimper, nails scoring down his back. “I need...”
“Trust me, baby. I know exactly what you need.” His voice is rough with restraint as he slams into me again, burying himself to the hilt. “You need to be fucked hard. Stretched and filled until you can’t walk straight for days.”
Drew begins to pound into me without mercy, chasing his own release while pushing me closer to the edge again.
When I shatter around him, it pulls him over with me. He stiffens and spills inside me with a groan, his hips jerking erratically as he rides out his climax. Then, we collapse into a tangle of limbs as he wraps his arms around me like he never wants to let go.
We’ve only just met, but being here with him feels so right. Like I’ve finally found somewhere I belong after years of searching.
“What are you thinking about?” Drew murmurs, his lips brushing the top of my head.
“How perfect this moment is.” I sigh. “I never imagined I could feel this way about someone so quickly.”
“I know what you mean.” He slides his hand down to cup my ass, squeezing lightly. “From the moment I saw you, I knew you were meant to be mine. I just had to convince you it was what you wanted too.”
Heat floods my cheeks at the memory of how easily he overcame my resistance. As if I ever stood a chance against him. Not that I’m complaining now.
“I think you were very persuasive,” I tease, tilting my head up to meet his gaze.
Drew’s eyes darken, a smirk tugging at his lips. “Is that right? Maybe I should give you another demonstration just to drive the point home.”