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“I’d like to fuck you right here in the middle of the hall,” Adam said honestly. “I’ll see the bed sooner or later, I’m sure.”
I wanted to laugh, but instead I moaned wordlessly as his lips found the sensitive skin at the side of my neck, sucking and nipping at it until I was practically shivering in desire. True to his word, he started to strip me down right there, like he wanted to take me there in the middle of the hallway. Like he couldn’t manage to keep his hands off me for long enough to move anywhere else.
But suddenly, I had an idea. I pulled away from him, catching his hands before he could protest and leading him away down the hall towards the doors that opened out onto the balcony. He raised an eyebrow at me but didn’t ask what I was doing. As for me, I couldn’t help thinking about the first dream that I had had about the two of us, back in Utah, not long after I had bought Brooks Mountain Resort.
I led him out to the hot tub out on the balcony and slowly started stripping off my clothes. He groaned and hurriedly stripped down as well, joining me after a moment in the hot tub. I pulled him close against me, kissing him until my body temperature felt hotter than even the temperature of the water.
Adam’s hands slipped lazily across my slick skin as he hungrily pulled me against him again. One hand came up to cup one of my breasts while his other hand slipped in between my legs. I groaned and rocked down onto his fingers, letting them slip inside of me. He fingered me for a long time, his lips still pressed against mine, his tongue twisting with mine.
I pushed him back so that he was sitting on one of the bench seats in the hot tub and then straddled him, guiding his hard dick to nudge against my entrance. He pressed up inside of me, and I gasped, grabbing at the edge of the hot tub for leverage so that I could push myself down onto his length. It hadn’t even been that long since the last time we had had sex, but it still felt so new and amazing to have him fully sheathed inside of me. I worked my body against his, drawing him ever deeper into me even as the walls of my pussy tightened with each new pulse of lust that shot through my body. I knew it was only a matter of time before I came, but I didn’t pull back, didn’t try to slow things down. Instead, the higher my lust spiked, the quicker I moved my body against his, until my hips were snapping down against his quickly enough that I couldn’t even catch my breath anymore.
Adam brought his hand up to cup my cheek, the gentle move incongruous in comparison with everything else that I’d experienced thus far, but still somehow perfect. I gasped as each new thrust drove the air out of my lungs, my body quivering as my pleasure crept higher and higher.
Adam’s lips found the side of my neck again, and he nipped at the skin there, biting and sucking until I was sure that there would be a mark. A mark that would probably be impossible for me to hide from Ian and all of the other people who worked there at the casino. But I couldn’t be bothered to care. I wanted this, more than I could ever put into words.
And Adam, for his part, seemed to know exactly what I needed. He continued to give it to me, varying the rhythm to leave me breathless and wanting and then speeding up to get me to moan out his name. Until suddenly, my body couldn’t handle the strength of my lust anymore. I came, clinging to him, sighing out his name into the evening’s cool air.
I could feel Adam spill as well, his release shooting into me as I gave two final thrusts against his hot and heavy cock. He wrapped his arms around my lower back, holding me close, his lips finding the mark that he had left on my neck before and giving it the gentlest of kisses.
I leaned into him for a long moment, never wanting this to end. But finally I pulled back away. Adam grinned at me. “Hi,” he said, nuzzling his nose against mine. And I had to giggle.
I didn’t know how to put my feelings into words. I had already told him that I had missed him while I was here and he was back in Park City. But this was more than that. Being right here, in his arms, was where I had wanted to be ever since I had left. It was just what I hadn’t been able to stop thinking about.
Oh, I had responsibilities here. Things that I couldn’t forget about. But the whole time that I’d been here, I’d been remembering the feeling of Adam’s arms around me. And that had worried me, to a certain extent. I had thought that maybe I was making too much of what we had. That he just wanted it to be a seasonal thing. That he wanted to forget about me. But now that I was back here, I knew that I had been right.
This was right. And there was nothing that would make me believe otherwise.
I grinned at Adam and shrugged a little, and he laughed. “Do you want to go inside, before we turn into prunes?” he asked.
“Probably,” I sighed, but I lay against him for another few beats. And his arms only tightened around me.
CHAPTER 55
ADAM
I woke up early on Saturday morning, just like I would have if I was going in to work on the mountain. But as soon as I opened my eyes to the suite in Las Vegas, I remembered that I wasn’t in Park City at the moment and wouldn’t be headed in to work at Brooks Mountain again until Monday.
I rolled to the side and found Bailey still sleeping next to me, her face looking sweet and innocent in slumber. There was a faint smile on her lips, and I wondered what she was dreaming about. Or if she was dreaming at all. Maybe the smile was just her body’s response to the sex that we’d had the previous night, out in the hot tub, before tumbling into bed together. As for me, I definitely felt languid, loose, and sated.
I stretched a little, unable to tear my eyes away from Bailey. There was a part of me that had almost expected her to sneak out the night before, while I’d still been sleeping. I didn’t know why I had thought that, when the previous times we had slept together, I had been the one who needed to leave. I had needed to get back to Ethan.
But this time, I could take all the time in the world just to laze there in bed watching her, curling my body around her. Well, maybe not all the time in the world. But we had two days together.
I had to remember to thank Ian for that.
I should have thanked him the day before, at the airport. But I’d still been so surprised about it all. And nervous. What if Bailey didn’t want to see me here? What if she had already found someone new that she was interested in? And why was Ian really doing this? Was it really because he thought that he owed Bailey something, or did he know something that I didn’t?
I had sat there in the airport waiting for Bailey to arrive, sure that I had made a mistake. That I should just get on the next flight back to Salt Lake City and forget about the whole thing. In fact, I had even looked up when the next flight out would be. I could get on one that night. It would cost me a lot of money, money that I didn’t really want to spend, but it was feasible.
This was worth it, though. Being here, next to Bailey. I pressed my body close against hers, careful not to disturb her as she continued to sleep. She was warm against me, her bare skin soft against mine, and I smiled as I brushed my lips tenderly against her shoulder.
I loved her. I realized it then, with a clarity that startled me. It wasn’t just that I liked her, and it definitely wasn’t just that I was attracted to her. No, I loved her, in a way that I hadn’t loved anyone in a very long time.
There was a reason that she made me so nervous. A reason that it was so hard to even contemplate the idea of her not coming back to Park City eventually. I knew that she was doing what she needed to do right now, here in Vegas. And I knew just how difficult it would be to leave behind everything that I had ever known, my home. I knew I would never want to uproot Ethan, and especially not to take him to a place where there was barely any skiing at all.
But I also knew that if that was what I had to do, then I would do it. I didn’t have a choice, really. I loved Bailey.
Bailey shifted against me, blinking open her eyes. For the briefest of moments, I wished that I was there inside her head. Maybe last night, she had just been caught up in the moment. Surprised to see me. Maybe she didn’t actually want me there in Vegas with her. I knew that she already felt like Ian was too controlling, trying too hard to insert himself into her life. Maybe I represented everything that she hated about that.
