“Your pussy tastes so fucking good,” he says. I moan out his name as the midmorning sunshine reflects through the trees. “You have such a tight little cunt.”
“I love it when you talk dirty,” I say between pants, and I don’t know how much longer I’ll last.
“Yes, baby. Come for me. Let me taste all of you,” he continues, and when the orgasm builds, I nearly see stars as it rips through me. My voice echoes as my body loses complete control. Eli doesn’t stop until I’ve fully come down from space.
“Wow…” I say, trying to catch my breath.
“You need my inhaler?” he teases, pulling it from his pocket as he stands, and my skirt falls back into place. I squeeze my thighs tightly together, not sure how I’ll make it back to the cabin. I don’t even think I’m on planet earth right now as my heart rapidly pounds.
“That was intense,” I finally say, and a smirk slides across his lips, which is so damn adorable. I love that look on him, and it makes me crave him all over again.
“I had to return the favor.” He leans forward and kisses me just as Bruno rushes up at a full sprint.
I laugh. “Do not jump on me.” I point at him, and he actually sits. My mouth falls open. “Oh my God, he listened.”
Eli wraps his arm around my shoulders as we walk back, enjoying the spring air and cool forest breeze. Bruno runs around, digging in the brush, and pees every thirty seconds. Watching him has me giggling because he’s so excited to be outside. I’ve never seen a dog so damn happy all the time. We take our time walking to the cabin, and I make him promise we’ll do this more often, especially since the weather has turned warm.
Bruno is filthy, so before we go inside, we rinse him off with the hose, and immediately after, he shakes, getting me completely soaked. Eli knew it was coming and was smart enough to step away, and he cracks up at my face.
“Every single time!” I shout with a groan. “Bruno, you’re a jerk.” He comes up to me and licks my hand, and I almost feel bad for raising my voice.
“You should go upstairs and hop in the tub,” he tells me when we walk into the house. “Relax a bit. I’ll bring a glass of wine up for you.”
I look up at him in awe because that sounds amazing right now. “Why do you spoil me so much?” I ask, then kiss him.
“Because you’re hot.” He winks, then goes to the kitchen.
After I head upstairs, I take off my clothes and run the water, then add some bubble bath. When it’s half full, I get in and immediately sigh in relief. Like clockwork, Eli comes in with a glass of wine.
“You’re a saint. Thank you.” I grab it and smile. I’m so relaxed already. Eli sits on the edge of the tub with a grin.
“Want to get in with me?” I ask, waggling my brows.
“I’ll take a rain check. I need to get some work done this afternoon,” he says sweetly. “But tempting.” He stands, adjusting his groin. “Extremely tempting.”
Eli tells me he’ll be back later, then leaves. I sip my wine and stare out the big window. I nearly drink the entire glass, and when I get out, my eyes are heavy with exhaustion. I text Eli and tell him I’m going to take a nap, not wanting to bother him while he’s working. He responds with how much he loves me and to sleep well.
By the time I wake up, I can tell it’s late afternoon. I pick up my phone and see I slept for nearly five hours. When I walk downstairs, I smell something delicious and see Eli’s busy at the stove.
“Babe,” I say, and he nearly jumps. “Sorry, didn’t mean to startle you.” I walk closer. “Whatcha making?”
“I know how upset you were about graduation, so I thought I’d make you a special dinner to celebrate.”
My face lights up. “Wow, seriously?” I glance over and see the table’s set with one of Mom’s lace cloths. The crystal wine glasses and fancy china from the cabinet are set out on it. I look back at him in shock. He wraps a hand around my waist and pulls me close. “I can’t believe you did this.”
“Of course, baby. Nothing but the best for you.” He kisses my forehead. “I made lobster, sautéed spinach, and gratin potatoes. And your mother sent a bottle of Dom Pérignon Rose Gold.”
“She sent a fifty thousand dollar bottle of champagne?” I gasp.
His eyes widen as if he hadn’t realized the value, though neither of us should really be surprised at my mom’s gesture. Everything about her is over the top. “She insisted. Only the best for her princess.”