Page 67 of Wildest Dreams

I clear my throat. Fuck.

She grips my jaw, ripping a primal grumble of satisfaction from my chest, and turns my face so that I’m looking at what she just opened.

Which, it turns out, was not the little cupboard.

“You’re not hiding in the shower. You’re climbing out of the window.”

I stare at the open window, blank and uncomprehending. Then I look back down at her.

“Baby, I don’t think I can fit through there.” Also, I really don’t want to.

“Aisling!” Connell’s voice, low and laced with alcohol, sounds from the outside of the cabin.

I shove a hand through my hair, eyes on the delicate golden finger that Aisling is prodding stubbornly into my chest.

“Youwillclimb out of the window,” she tells me defiantly.

I swipe my tongue over my lower lip, gaze flicking back to the window, which is mounted partway up the wall and only opens on one side, probably so that no-one of normal size can breakintoone of these cabins.

“Fuck. Fine.”

Aisling rewards me with a happy pat on the biceps as she frantically checks over her shoulder, but I quickly grab a hand around her jaw, surprising her as I haul her closer. I press a rough kiss to her beautiful cheek and then release her, shoving the window as wide as I can before mounting the ledge. I muscle my shoulders through the frame at a tight sideways angle.

“Fuck,” I curse as quietly as possible as I twist my abdomen through the gap, Aisling’s warm little hands pushing at me like she’s trying to roll a boulder.

“Hurry up!” she whispers, and I have to bite back a groan as she accidently shoves her palm into my fucking nut-sack.

“Jesus Christ,” I rasp, reaching for the top of the frame on the outside of the cabin, and using it like a pull-up ledge to haul my hips, quads and feet through the hole.

Aisling laughs excitedly through the window as I drop heavily to the ground and I lean my palms flat on the bottom of the frame, smirking down at her. She’s giggling like I just made her night.

“Wild thing,” I murmur, before taking her chin in my palm again and pressing another kiss to her cheek.

Then I push up off the wall and head into the fringe of the forest. No-one sees me as I make my way around the water, and back to the lake house.

Chapter 17

Tanner

Four years ago

Our kisses are firm and frantic, the sound of Aisling giggling every time I squeeze her ass enough to have me smirking down at her, my fingers fumbling as I try to tear open one of the condoms.

I rip open the foil and toss the strip to the side, rolling the rubber down my shaft as Aisling giggles underneath me.

Once I’ve got the condom in place I drop my eyes back to hers, my dimples pulling taut as I look down at her happy face.

“You’re perfect, you know that?” I murmur, grinning as she rolls her eyes and gives me a playful shove – just rough enough to make me want to haul her closer, which is exactly what I do.

Then I use two digits to tuck her panties to the side.

My chest swells on a harsh inhale as my knuckles accidentally brush her little heat, but I keep my eyes locked on hers, not allowing myself to glance down and take in the sight of her.

Reading my mind, she bites her teeth into her bottom lip and says, “You can look at me down there you know, if you wanna.”

“Ash,” I rumble, “trust me, I wanna. But I don’t get to do that tonight.” I roll my shoulders, trying to calm my heavy breathing. “Haven’t earned it yet.”

Slowly, I guide the head of my cock between her thighs, nudging at her gently. I keep my eyes on hers to gauge her reaction, before I start to carefully push, my whole body starting to swell and tense.

---