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BAILEY

I couldn’t stop thinking about Adam as I got ready for bed that night. I didn’t know what it was about him that I was so fixated on. To be honest, there was a part of me that expected that spending a whole day with him might cure me of my infatuation for him. Maybe I would see how rude and dismissive he was to me at all times, and it would start to wear on me.

But instead, spending the day with him had done just the opposite. I was still intrigued by him and eager to learn more about him. But not only that, he had really been great the whole day. Oh, I could tell that he wasn’t too thrilled to have me following along with him, but as the day went on, he seemed to get over that. We might not have talked as much as I would have hoped for, but I did feel like we had laid some solid foundations for friendship.

Or something more? That was apparently what my brain was hoping for, if my dreams were any indication.

Adam’s hands were warm as they covered mine, guiding my movements as I worked to fix the hot tub. “Just like this?” I asked, a breathy note to my voice.

“Just like that,” Adam agreed, voice warm and deep. I could feel the words as much as hear them, with his chest pressed up against my back as he leaned around me.

When I turned around, we were close, so very close. I could see every fleck of grey in those blue eyes of his, could feel his breath brush my sensitive lips. My body was quivering with how badly I needed him, and I could see an answering desire in his darkened gaze.

His hand came up to caress my cheeks, and I could see a question in his eyes. I nodded in answer, my skin still tingling with the heat of his touch.

He lowered his lips to mine, devouring me in a passionate kiss, and I moaned as he backed me up against the edge of the hot tub, pressing his body flush against mine. Suddenly, we were naked, his fingers down my side tracing lines of fire along my skin. I shivered and hungrily turned my face up for another kiss.

He laughed at my eagerness, his hands framing my face as he kissed me again. This kiss was soft and gentle, tender even. It said everything that he couldn’t say in his words about how much he cared for me.

“Come on,” he said, tugging at my hand and leading me up the steps and into the newly-fixed hot tub. He pulled my body against his there in the water, his fingers gliding easily across my skin.

I trailed my own hands down his muscular chest, then gave his thick cock a rough tug, watching it twitch with interest while Adam groaned, his head falling back against the edge of the tub. I jacked him off for a moment, watching his expression as I dragged my thumb across his slit I gave my fist a little twist as I worked it along his length.

Slowly, I slid closer to him, knees bracketing his hips against the wide seat of the hot tub. I lowered myself down onto his length, biting my lip to keep from whimpering his name. But I couldn’t help already feeling overcome with pleasure; he fit just right inside of me, it seemed, as though we were made for one another.

I grabbed on to the side of the hot tub, using it for leverage as I started to move against him, rocking slowly up and then dropping quickly back down on his length. I couldn’t help but gasp as he nailed that bundle of nerves inside of me. Again and again, I repeated the motion, and even though I was moving for my own pleasure more than his, he didn’t seem to mind, his fingers grasping my hips and helping me get myself off.

I came hard, choking out a sob, my eyes squeezed tightly shut. It seemed like forever before my pussy quit quivering, before I could meet his bright blue gaze. He locked his eyes on mine as he thrust into me again, and I moaned. His gaze flickered down to my lips, and he kissed me again, one hand coming up to caress my breasts as he did so.

The heat built again in my core, even though I already felt boneless and relaxed from my previous orgasm. Adam was still hard, though, and I could tell he was getting close. I held onto him as he continued to rock into me, quick little snaps of the hips that drove the breath out of my lungs. I whimpered as it suddenly became too much, acute pleasure washing through me, leaving me breathless and mewling even as his hips stilled, his seed filling my hole.

He ran his hands down my back and lightly kissed my jaw, and there was something beautiful about this feeling of intimacy with him.

I came awake with a gasp, aware of just how damp my panties were, how my body was still quivering with unslaked lust from my dream. I fell back against the bed, gasping for air just as my dream self had been. But here, there was no Adam to hold me close, ground me, kiss me. No hot tub, either. Nothing. It was just me, alone in my room, staring up at the dark ceiling.

I blinked as a surprising wave of loneliness and longing filled me. I hadn’t realized how much my body craved that intimacy. I knew, realistically, that I could never allow myself to have that with anyone. And especially not with one of my employees. I could never let things go the way that things had gone for my parents. Slowly drifting apart, ending up lonelier than you had started out…

That just wasn’t the life that I wanted for myself. I’d much rather keep Adam as a friend, nothing more.

Besides, I wasn’t conceited enough to think that he was head over heels for me. He tolerated my presence, that was all. He probably thought that the more he showed me how to do, the less he would have to interact with me. Nothing more.

The thought left me feeling surprisingly depressed. I rolled over, curled my body around a pillow, and forced myself to forget all about the ski resort’s mechanic and go back to sleep.

This time, there were no more dreams.

CHAPTER 17

ADAM

I watched Bailey out of the corner of my eye, barely able to concentrate on the lift manual that I had in front of me at the moment. Fortunately, there was nothing majorly wrong with the lifts anyway. Just that same old problem with the chairlift out of the base area, where every time we stopped it, it took a little time to power it back up again. It wasn’t nearly as bad as it had been before, but I was still looking for clues as to why it was happening, so I had decided to consult the manual again.

Not that it really told me much of anything. Nothing that I didn’t already know.

When Bailey had come into the lodge and headed over to the counter to chat with Kayla, it had been only too easy to turn my attention over to the two women.

I couldn’t figure out what was going on with Bailey. When she’d first taken over the resort, she had been so interested in learning whatever she could from me. I thought that day that we spent together had gone really well. But now, I realized that I must have said something wrong. I just couldn’t for the life of me figure out what.

But for the last week or so, Bailey had been avoiding me. She could barely meet my eyes the few times that we had needed to interact with one another, but for the most part, our paths didn’t seem to cross at all.