Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 22991 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22991 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
“Laurel? Would you collect any blankets you can find and bring them in here?”
“Sure,” she agreed softly. The flashlight from her phone lit up before she stood. Then she went to search the rest of the cabin.
I grabbed my cell phone from where it had been charging on an end table and clicked on the speed dial for Raven.
“Hayden? Is everything okay?”
“The power is out in Laurel’s cabin, but the generator isn’t kicking on.”
“What?” she cried. “We just had them all serviced when we heard about the severity of the storm! I’ll call Colin and find out what in the figgy pudding is going on.”
When I hung up, Laurel was dumping a pile of blankets near the warmth, but a safe distance from the flames.
“Someone is going to check on the generator,” I told her. “I’ll make us a place to sit with the blankets while we wait.”
I grabbed one and shook the soft material out before spreading it over the floor. Laurel did the same with the next one, and we alternated until all six blankets and quilts were laid out like a makeshift bed. Which wreaked havoc on my attempts to think of anything else besides laying down her naked body and fucking her in the glow of the fire.
Laurel stood in front of the fireplace, staring into the flames when she wasn’t throwing covert glances in my direction.
The silence was thick with tension, so I nearly jumped out of my skin when my phone rang. I yanked it out of my pocket and answered as soon as I saw Raven’s name on the screen.
“What's up?” I queried.
“It seems as though your cabin is the only one without backup power. There’s no way anyone can get to you right now, but Hal, our head of maintenance, can walk you through some tests…”
She trailed off, and I narrowed my eyes even though she couldn’t see my expression. “Go on,” I encouraged in a dark tone.
“We just have to find Hal first.”
“What the fuck? You can’t be serious.”
“We know he’s around here somewhere!” she defended. “It’s a little bit crazy right now!”
“I want a refund,” I growled.
Raven snorted. “You aren’t paying anything.”
“That’s not what I mean.”
She gasped. “I am not giving you back a fourteen-year-old IOU, Hayden!”
Since she couldn’t see me, I grinned at her clear indignation. Just like a little sister, she was so easy to wind up.
“We’ll see.”
Raven growled and hung up the phone, making me chuckle.
“An IOU?” Laurel asked after I set my cell on the little table where it had been charging.
“It’s a funny story.” I held out my hand to her and led her over to the blankets. Once we were settled, me up against the couch, and Laurel sitting between my open legs with her back against my chest, I regaled her with the whole tale.
Her laughter was like an aphrodisiac, and I knew she could feel the big, hard bulge beneath her.
She turned her head and tilted it back to look up at me. Her eyes were hooded, and the emerald orbs were dark with desire.
My simmering lust burst to life as if the fire I’d built in the hearth was suddenly inside me, burning good intentions to ashes. I slowly leaned in and lightly brushed my lips against hers.
I thought perhaps she’d be hesitant, but she opened immediately when my tongue traced the seam of her lips, allowing me to deepen our kiss. I took hold of her jaw and held her immobile while I explored her mouth. When she shifted restlessly against me, I pulled away long enough to lift her and twist her around so she was straddling me.
I pulled her closer and wrapped my arms around her waist, groaning at the feel of her curves molding into my body.
She gasped when my hard cock nestled into the apex of her thighs, putting pressure on the sensitive area. I palmed her ass and rocked her forward, hardening even more when a small moan escaped her mouth.
“Fuck, you’re hot,” I grunted, my voice muffled as I kissed along her jaw and down her neck. “I was going to wait, take this slow, but damn, baby, I don’t think I can stop unless you tell me to.”
“Don’t stop,” she breathed, dropping her head back to give me better access.
I captured one of her hands and slipped it between us, pressing her palm on the large bulge straining against my jeans. “Do you feel how much I want you, Laurel? What you do to me? I’m dying to sink my cock into your hot little pussy.”
Laurel stiffened, and I mentally groaned. Shit. Had I freaked her out with my dirty talk?
“Um…Hayden…I should probably tell you…”
Leaning back, I scanned her awkward expression and the bright pink spots on her cheeks, easily visible despite the flush from her desire covering her skin.