other back along my bottom. Before I could sense what was happening, his finger drew down between my ass cheeks and he pushed his finger inside the tight, puckered opening. I tightened against it at first.
“Relax, baby, and move with it.” His deep voice was just soothing enough, and I followed his command. He was invading every part of me. That thought made my body shiver with sensations I’d never felt before. My legs trembled and my pussy tightened around his cock in pulsating waves.
My orgasm seemed to be all Beck needed to reach his own climax. His cock surged inside of me as his hot seed spilled.
The water was turning lukewarm. Beck’s big hand reached past me to turn the handle. I was still holding the wall for support as the steam slowly disintegrated to cool beads of moisture on the tile, glass and chrome.
Beck turned me around and pulled me into his arms. “You are something else, Emmie.”
Chapter 14
Best shower of my life behind me, I was now ever more reluctant to cut short my weekend diversion. Beck had gone to his room to get dressed. Coco’s knock followed minutes later as I combed my wet hair.
She popped her head inside. Her cheeks were young and smooth like a teenager’s. She’d tied a colorful scarf around her head, once again a fashion statement that made me miss my mom. I was determined to call her the moment I returned home. I might even tell her about my night at the Silk Stocking Inn. She’d probably squeal with glee that I’d done something out of the ordinary and against the rules of proper society.
“How about peanut butter and banana? I’ve got some yummy crusty sourdough to smear it on,” Coco started in as if we were already in the middle of a conversation.
“Oh, thank you, but I have to see to my car. Then I—” I cleared my throat and hoped the blush wasn’t too noticeable. “Beck promised to give me a ride on his motorcycle.”
“Yes, I know.”
“Of course you do,” I said with a laugh. I was no longer astonished by her clairvoyant talents. The entire place seemed to have a magical aura that was like no other place I’d ever been.
“The sandwiches are for the picnic. Beckett mentioned that he was going to take you on a ride, and I suggested you ride up to the lake. That’s where the picnic needs come in. I’ll make things that will keep well in a backpack.”
“Oh, that sounds wonderful. Was Beck all right with that? I thought he was just planning on a quick ride. I didn’t want to take up too much of his time.”
Coco raised a dark, smooth brow at me, another Mom gesture. “Too much of his time?” She laughed, but I had no idea why. “He’s looking forward to it.”
“But I need to take care of my car.”
“Already taken care of. I had it towed to the mechanic’s. He’ll have it ready for you first thing Monday morning.”
“Monday? But I was planning to head home.”
“Emmie, it’s fine. If you need to let someone know where you are, you can use my laptop. I’m afraid the phone service at the inn is sporadic at best.”
I thought about who might be missing me. Other than Julia, there really wasn’t anyone who might wonder why I hadn’t made it home. And that was only because Julia lived in the same apartment, and it had been my turn to do the dishes.
“Thank you, but I won’t need the laptop. If the room is vacant, I’d like to rent the room for another night.”
She waved her hand. “Yes, the room is vacant and yours if you want it. No rent. I’ll go get that picnic prepared.”
Something occurred to me as she turned to walk out.
“Coco.”
She looked back at me. “Yes?”
“What lake? We’re not far from the city, where I live. There aren’t any nearby lakes.”
“Sure there is. Crystal Lake is just a few miles north of here.”
With that she spun around and walked out.
I stared at the four paneled door. How on earth did I not know about a local lake? Just another question that I was sure would never be
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