Page 50 of Hot Summer Nights

I’ve spentthe last three days of my trip with Ember. We have dinner every night and she shows me around the town. We’ve done all of the tourist stuff by now and she’s taken me to all of her favorite places.

After that first day where I met with the developers, I’ve spent my days trailing around after her. I’ve never met anyone who worked as hard as my girl. She wakes up every day with the sun and spends her mornings in the office doing clerical work. I’ve taken to bringing her breakfast from town and sitting at the counter with her. We tease each other and she lets me steal a few kisses in between us eating and talking.

I leave and head back to my cabin before her mother comes to the office and she brings lunch to my cabin. We spend the time talking and sharing teasing touches. I ride with Ember as she goes around to the vacated cabins and cleans them. She’s shown me how to help her clean and we use the extra hour before her mom is expecting her back to return to my cabin to explore each other’s mouths.

Today is no different and as soon as we finish with the last cabin, we grin at each other and head back to my cabin. I unlock the door and feel her tiny hands at my back as she pushes me inside. Her giggle makes my heart flip over in my chest and an answering laugh rumbles up my throat. I feel like a teenager, finding ways to steal an hour with my girl so we can sneak off and make out, trying to hide it all from her parents.

I spin and drag her against me as she kicks the door closed and her lips find mine. We waste no time winding our tongues together. My hands grip her hips and pull her in snug against me. My stiff cock is straining against the zipper of my jeans and feeling her soft heat writhing against it causes a groan to be ripped from my throat.

Ember, the little vixen, knows exactly what she’s doing. She’s been driving me out of my mind for the last few days but strangely, I don’t mind. I’ve never been one for dry humping or long make-out sessions, not even when I was a teen, but with Ember, the slow build-up just makes me hotter. I’ll take cold showers for the rest of my life if it meant I get to see her smile and hear her sweet laugh.

She’s it for me. She told me that this was a wasted trip on the first night at dinner, but she’s wrong. This trip has been the best, most meaningful one I’ve ever taken in my life. I’ve found the girl that I’m going to spend the rest of my life with. Someone who will fill my life with color, with the fireworks that she loves so much. I want to make Ember my wife and then the mother of my children.

There’s just one problem. Her mother. Ember gets tense every time her mother is brought up so I try to avoid the subject and, with the way that we’re sneaking around, I get the idea that she doesn’t want her mom to know about us.

From the few run-ins I’ve had with the woman; I know that she’s not a very pleasant person. She works her daughter like a dog and treats her like crap. I’ve wanted to say something to her before but I wasn’t sure if it was my place. I don’t know why Ember puts up with her.

As if my thoughts have conjured her up, Ember’s walkie talkie goes off and the older woman’s nasally voice scratches across the speaker.

“Ember! Get to the office. NOW!”

Ember pulls away from me reluctantly and I peck her lips once more.

“I have to go.” She says sadly.

“Dinner tonight?” I confirm.

“Absolutely.”

She leans up on her tiptoes and kisses me once more before she turns and heads out the door, winking at me over her shoulder as the door closes. I turn for the bathroom and crank the water on as cold as it will go, knowing that this is the only way to get my cock to go down. I strip off my clothes and step in, shivering as the water runs down my body.Only five more hours and then she’ll be back in my arms.

SEVEN

Ember

I drive backto the office, mad that my mother interrupted Weston and me before we could get past making out. I park the gator on the side of the building and grab the dirty sheets, heading in the back door and throwing them in the wash. I turn the washer on and then head in search of my mother.

“Hey, Mom. I’m here.” I call out.

I poke my head in the back room but her chair is empty. I wonder why she called. Usually, this place is pretty quiet in the afternoon since most people spend that time on hikes, exploring the grounds, or in town. She might call if the phones were busy and she had someone at the desk but as I listen, I don’t hear any voices.

I continue down the short hallway and round the counter. I walk into the front and find her behind the counter at the computer. I look over her shoulder at the screen to see what she’s looking at.

It’s a reservation form and my stomach drops when I see the dates listed. It’s Weston’s page and his reservation ends tomorrow. How could I forget that? I know he’s only been here a few days but it seems like I’ve known him all of my life and I can’t imagine what I’ll do when he’s not here.

I love him, I realize. He hasn’t mentioned leaving or what will happen with us. Oh god! Is there even an us? Maybe this has all just been nothing more to Weston than some vacation hook up. For all I know, he does this every time he goes on vacation.

“There you are.” Mom says as she turns and sees me behind her.

“Yeah, you rang.” I say, dryly.

She glares at me before she turns back to the counter and sorts through some papers.

“We have a lot of people coming in tomorrow and staying for the long weekend so I need you to make sure that the cabins are clean and all in order.”

“I always make sure that everything is all set.” I point out.

I know she catches my dig about me doing everything around here. When her shoulders tense and then drop, I realize that I should have kept my mouth shut.

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