Chapter 13
Sullivan
“Iknew it,” a female voice calls out. “I knew you’d be out here chopping wood like a typical antisocial lumberjack.”
“What are you doing here?” I ask, keeping my focus on the piece of wood I’m about to split. It’s imperative I don’t make eye contact. One glance in Lila’s direction before the walls around my heart are firmly in place, and I’ll be fucked.
“I’m here about a claim.”
“What?”
“You claimed this pussy last night.”
My axe misses the wood completely, getting stuck in the ground. I struggle to pull it free.
“Said I couldn’t share it with anyone else, right?” Lila continues.
“I suppose I did say that.” I yank the axe from the mud, tossing it to the side in defeat.
“So why did I find this stupid note on my pillow instead of the naked man I fell asleep with? If you think I’m going to be a celibate woman the rest of my life, Sullivan West, then you have another thing coming.”
Dammit, her sass gets me right in the fucking feels every time.
Leaving this morning was the hardest thing I’ve done in a long time. But long after she drifted off to sleep in my arms, I was plagued with worry. I refused to be the reason Valerie put an extra large target on her back.
“You know why I left,” I say, wiping away the sweat from my brow with the back of my wrist. “You know it’s better this way.”
“Actually, I’ll look like a complete fool if you send me away now.” Lila saunters up to me, undeterred by my sweat-soaked chest as she runs her fingertips along my skin.
“What are you talking about?”
“I got the recipe, Sull.” She produces an envelope from the inside of her shirt, and I try like hell not to focus on the fact that it was placed against her tit. I have a few fantasies around making her come stimulating only her nipples that are playing out in my head right now.
“You won?”
“Nope. Audrey won.”
“You stole it?”
“Okay, that’s probably a fair guess. But no. Audrey gave it to me after I told Grandma Val off. Audrey said that if anyone earned this, it was me.”
“You told your grandma off?”
“Here’s the kicker. She apologized.”
I consider the possibility that I might’ve hit my head hard enough to render me unconscious, but the very real feel of Lila’s palms on my bare chest confirm this is not a dream.
“I also got her to admit she was wrong about you.”
“You did?”
“I did. So you see, I can’t just leave here until I know we’re an item. It’d be really embarrassing.”
I can’t help but chuckle. “So what now?”
“I need to see if Roxi’s up for a photoshoot, for one.”
“What’s?”
“He’s going to be part of my new logo. A cartoon version, anyway. But I want some real footage for social media. It was Marley’s idea, but it’s totally brilliant. I can’t wait to tell her about this.”
“So why haven’t you yet?” I ask, snaking my arm around her waist and tugging her against me. Despite the puffy coat, her tits press against my chest firmly enough to wake my cock right out of its lazy slumber.
“Because I had to see a grumpy mountain man about getting his head out of his ass, first,” she says, sliding a hand up my neck and playing with my beard. “So tell me, Sull. Is your head out of your ass now? Because I’d really like to put it between my legs.”
In one quick motion, I swoop Lila up and carry her toward my cabin.
“To be honest, I thought you’d put up a little bit more of a fight.”
I kick the door open with my boot and carry her inside. “If you tell me to bury my face between your legs, baby, you only have to say it once.”
“Noted. Hey Sull?”
“Yes?”
I toss her onto my bed and start tugging off her leggings.
“I love you, in case that wasn’t clear. Like love you, love you, your claim is a permanent one love you.”
She’s still shimmying out of her coat as I drag her panties down her legs. I push her knees apart, dragging her to the edge of the mattress right where I want her and kneel.
“Aren’t you going to say anything?” she demands.
“Was the whole I’m going to give you up so I don’t ruin your chance at happiness and having everything you’ve ever dreamed of not clear enough?” I ask, hooking her thighs over my shoulders.
“Just say the fucking words, Sull.”
I flash her a smug look as I drag my tongue through her sopping wet pussy.
“Sullivan!”
I circle my tongue around her clit a few times, enjoying the way she narrows her eyes at me. She wants to be mad, but she’s enjoying my tongue too much.
“Of course I love you, Lila. Now lie back and enjoy the show.”