“This was a long way to go for just one ni—” I spotted the back end of a familiar truck parked off to the side, and what I’d been saying broke off mid-word.
“About that, baby…” Dax yanked me against his chest and wrapped his arms around my body, his hands gripping the back of my shoulders. “We’re gonna be here longer than you thought.”
My eyes were wide as I stared up at him. “How long?”
One of his arms slid down my back to wrap under my knees while the other stayed around my back. He swept me off my feet and strode toward the house. “As long as it takes.”
5
Dax
I breathed a massive sigh of relief when we’d reached the cabin. Finally, I had my girl all to myself. After sweeping her into my arms, I stalked toward the house and once we were inside and I’d turned the lock on the door, the rest of the tension I hadn’t realized I’d been holding disappeared.
Obviously, I knew she could flip the lock right back around, but it wasn’t about keeping her in. If I did things right, she’d never even consider leaving. Wanting the door locked was about keeping others out.
Arya looked around with interest as I set her on her feet but kept her hand in mine. The living, dining, and kitchen area were all one big space, decorated in a warm, rustic style that made visitors feel at home.
“This is amazing,” Arya breathed, her gorgeous brown eyes wide as she took it all in.
I glanced around before bringing my eyes back to her and tilting my head to the side as I considered her reaction. “Would you enjoy having a place like this?”
“Oh my gosh, yes.” She started dragging me around the room so she could inspect things. Her excitement was cute as hell. “I hated growing up in the city. I wouldn't want to live this far out in the middle of nowhere”—her tone took on a dreamy quality—“but having a place like this to get away to...it’s so romantic.” She glanced up at me, and her cheeks flooded with crimson as her pretty lips curved down.
“I didn’t mean for that to come out so corny. I probably sounded like a kid.” She appeared dejected, and I suddenly realized that my girl was feeling insecure about the difference in our ages. Which didn’t factor into anything as far as I was concerned.
I tugged on her hand, and when she was close enough, I bent and guided her arms around my neck, then palmed her ass and boosted her up. She automatically wrapped her legs around my waist, and I let out a small groan when the heat of her pussy surrounded the big bulge in my jeans.
“Baby, you are one-hundred-percent woman,” I told her before nipping at her lip. “From your sinful mouth, to your sexy tits”—I squeezed her cheeks and grew harder when a whimper escaped her lips—“to this juicy ass, and the hot little pussy cradling my cock.” I pressed her forward and gently rocked into her. “But besides this amazing body, you’re smart and kind, and your innocent passion is somehow adorable and a complete turn on at the same time.”
Her mouth had slowly opened during my speech, and I dipped my head to cover her lips with mine. My tongue swept inside, eliciting a groan at her sweet, rich taste. Arya’s hands tunneled into my hair, and she wiggled as if trying to get even closer. I ripped my lips away and buried my head in the crook of her neck, inhaling deep to imprint her scent in my lungs.
“Wh-Why did you stop?” she panted.
“Because I’m seconds away from losing my shit, baby,” I admitted. “And your first time, our first time together, is not going to be a quick fuck.”
“But—”
I bit the cord of her neck lightly before my head rose, and I shook it with a smile. “Nope.” I shoved one of my hands into her long, thick tresses and fisted, gently tugging her head back to expose her throat. I placed a couple of wet, open-mouthed kisses on her silky skin. “This is going to happen my way, baby. I’m in charge, do you understand?”
She couldn’t nod with my grip on her hair, but I wanted an audible response anyway. She whimpered in the affirmative, and I kissed along her throat and neck again before asking, “Do you trust me, Arya?”
“Yes,” she hissed as I rocked into her once more.
“Then let me handle everything. I don’t want you stressing over anything, just relax. It’s better for—” Oh, shit. I almost told her my plan to knock her up. I really needed to get a handle on the habit of speaking before thinking when I was around her.
“Better for what?” she asked curiously.
“Just don’t want you tense and worrying during our time together, baby.”
“I always feel safe and at ease with you, Dax.”
Her words coupled with the sound of my name in her warm voice pushed my limits even more. I quickly dropped her to the ground and led the way to a set of stairs that went up to a master suite that took up the entire top floor.
There was a large soaker tub in the bathroom, and I let go of Arya to start a bath. Once the temperature was where I wanted it, I went back to my girl and began to slowly undress her. With every bit of skin exposed, I had to fight back my hunger. But a bath would help loosen her muscles so it would be easier for me to fit my fat cock in her tight virgin pussy. And like I’d almost told her, the more relaxed she was, the more her body would open and take my seed.
By the time I’d removed every stitch of clothing, I was barely breathing. “Fuck,” I rasped. “You’re so beautiful.”
Her breaths were coming fast, her pulse point fluttering with the pounding of her heart. Her tits bounced with each inhale, and my mouth watered to suck on her rosy nipples. It took a Herculean effort, but I kept myself from taking more than the small glimpse of her pussy I’d had while pulling down her pants.
I knew I’d break, and I had some shit to do while she soaked and made her body nice and ripe for me. After giving her a quick kiss, I lifted her and gently set her down in the tub. When I started to walk away, she grabbed my hand to halt my retreat.
She waited for me to look at her over my shoulder. “Aren’t you going to join me?” she asked with an adorable pout, making me grin.
“Not this time, baby. But don’t worry, I definitely have plans for us in that tub.”
A pretty blush stained her cheeks, and I watched it spread down to the top of her chest. I couldn’t help but wonder how far down it would go when she was writhing with passion. Would she flush all the way to her pussy when I had my mouth on it? I couldn’t fucking wait to find out.
Shoring up every bit of my strength, I left the bathroom and headed out to my ride. I brought the saddlebags in as well as a duffel I’d stowed in my truck, before moving my bike into the small garage I was parked in front of.
Then I went inside and dug out Arya’s cell phone. I sent Nova a quick text from her informing him that she was with friends for a couple of weeks and they would be out of cell service. Then I disabled the GPS and shut her phone off before stowing it in a pocket of the duffel bag. Taking it upstairs, I tossed it onto a chair by the doors to a balcony. I threw the shirts and a couple of pairs of jeans into the drawers of a dresser along with Arya’s clothes. I hadn’t worried about her bringing more than an outfit for the ride home because she would be spending most of her time here naked. And when she needed clothes, she could wear one of my shirts.