Oh yes. His tongue swept in and I opened for him. He was heat, man, and lingering sandwich. I rocked into him, anything to ease the quivering in my sex his kiss caused.
His arousal grew between us, a hard length as big as my imagination.
Who’s a lucky girl? I deepened the kiss, causing my belly to rub against his erection.
He jolted, his head flinging back and hitting the door.
“Ow, damn.” His firm grip was now on my upper arms as he sidled out and around me.
Once he let go, I pressed my fingers to my temple. My head was spinning! He kissed even better than I’d fantasized. But he was uncomfortable, for whatever reason. I tried not to be offended, but I would’ve been just fine letting things run their course right here against the door. On the floor. I didn’t care.
“Well, we got that over with,” I said it more to cover the hurt that he’d pushed me away. Had I done something wrong? None of my exes had ever complained.
His brow furrowed, and he swung his gaze back toward me.
I shrugged. His gaze flickered like he was going to check out my cleavage again but didn’t.
“It seemed like we were going to and then you almost walked away, so I got it over with.”
“Got it over with,” he echoed.
Bobbing my head like this was an ordinary conversation, I smiled. “Yep. Now you can show me my room and I can go dip a toe in the lake.”
“And I’ll go grab my protein for the week.” He frowned. “Steaks. I eat meat for protein.”
“I gathered that. You must work out.” I shot him a wicked smile, but he looked as dazed as before. Always with the awkwardness. “Have a good drive.”
I hitched my luggage and breezed past him, but when I got to the hall by the stairs, he said, “The sleeping areas are in the upper level.”
Changing course, I muscled my luggage to the first stair, but it was lifted out of my hands. The way Flynn jogged up the stairs, his jean shorts snug around his epic ass, the suitcase didn’t weigh as much for him as it did for me.
I followed him to the landing at the top. Three doors surrounded a seating area. Slowing down, I did a one-eighty. What a beautiful setting to plan tutoring lessons. The logs gave it a rustic appeal, but the plush carpet was soft enough to sleep on. The chairs were all overstuffed and faced the railing that overlooked the rest of the cabin. The beams that arched across the ceiling looked close enough to swing on.
“This place is breathtaking.”
I got no reply. Treading along the path Flynn’s shoes had left in the carpet, I peeked in each room. One was a bathroom with—
“Oh my God, is that a jetted tub?” Flipping on the light as I charged in and gasped. “It is!” I clapped and jumped up and down.
Flynn finally appeared in the doorway of what must be my room. “It’s small, though.”
“Are you serious? Small is a bucket to wash out of. This is heaven.” Hopefully, he took that as a random comparison and not a literal one. Technically, it’d been a basin.
I turned the light off and went to the door Flynn wasn’t standing in. “Your room?” Not waiting for his answer, I walked inside. “Whoa. Everything in this place is so nice. You even have your own bathroom? How many bathrooms does this place have?”
“Three. And there’s a hot tub on the back deck, but I have to get it ready.”
I sucked in a breath, otherwise, I was going to squeal and I knew he didn’t handle that well. “You better not be lying.”
He gave me a steady look. “It’s just a hot tub.”
The kitchen. The tubs. The whole stinking cabin. He owned his own business.
“You’re rich, aren’t you?”
Some high schools were in better neighborhoods than others. The one I’d gone to had never been about personal wealth, but there had been a ton of wealthy kids, several that had made my school life hell. I’d never realized he was one of them.
“I do all right.”
The look I passed him had to be droll. “‘All right’ isn’t a small jetted tub and a hot tub on the deck of your vacation home.” When his expression turned guarded, I clarified. “There’s nothing wrong with having money. It’s about perspective. I’ve never sat in either tub.” For a long time, I’d barely had a pot to piss in—literally. “I’ve never had a fridge the size of my car. I’ve never owned my own home, much less two. And that’s okay, too.”
He cocked his head, but I kept going.
“I’ve never been to the lake before, either. To you, this might be a normal getaway, just a typical break in your routine, but this is my first vacation ever. I’m very glad I get to have all these new experiences and to do it with someone I know.” Not alone, like I’d always been.
When the words had spilled out, they felt right. But he was gaping at me.
Enough chitchat. I had brownies to bake, a lake to swim in, two tubs to relax in, and only seven more days to do it in.
Flynn
I hauled her bag into her room. As the list of things Tilly hadn’t done grew longer and longer, I had felt smaller and smaller. She’d always been the wacky girl who lusted after me. Now she was becoming a person, one clearly better than me, though that wouldn’t be hard. She was a special education teacher. As soon as she heard about what I’d done after graduation, she’d think I was the lousiest human to have walked the earth.
I was about to castrate
