He snickered. “Ah yes, well I only wanted you to be more comfortable, sweetheart.”
I shook my head and slid out of the bed reaching for my shirt. “Oh no. No clothes. House rule.”
I snorted. He is such a guy.
We walked through the door and I began taking in the surroundings. I immediately recognized Alick’s art covering every wall.
The furniture was a mixture of modern and antique. Truly stunning. The walls were painted a pale gray and I noticed the heavy intricate crown molding flowing throughout the rooms.
The windows were floor-to-ceiling and draped in an ivory silk fabric. There were endless bookshelves lining the walls with thousands of leather-bound books stacked in between. I smiled because I am an avid reader and these all appeared to be classic literature, which is my favorite.
I made a beeline for the largest shelf and ran my finger over the supple leather taking in the scent of old parchment.
He stared at me, smiling. “Are you a reader?”
“God yes. I love to read. Matter of fact I just bought a television last year and I only did that because we were getting more technologically advanced at work and I needed a bigger screen to interact.”
His smile got wider. “I love that we like the same things. I’ve never had anyone I could share so much with.” He mused.
“Ditto.” I lilted.
He pulled me through the rest of the house, which I found to be enormous. I counted eight bedrooms on this wing alone. Then we reached the kitchen and I was frozen still.
It was extraordinary.
The cabinets were a weathered white wash and the counters a beautiful shade of ivory marble.
The appliances were streamlined and functional but it was the view that had my mouth dropping. The entire facing wall was nothing but one large window exposing the crystal blue lake sprawling ahead.
I walked closer and saw the beautiful landscape and my eyes followed the stone path that led to a long wooden pier with a boat docked and a bench facing the water.
It blew every lake house I’d ever been to out of the water—no pun intended.
He was clearly enjoying my reaction because I could feel his wide smile and burning gaze on my face.
I turned to face him. “It is the most gorgeous place I’ve ever seen.” I turned my head to stare at the beautiful water again.
“I’m glad you like it because you’re going to be spending a lot of time here, if that’s ok?”
“That sounds about perfect to me.” I said sincerely.
He squeezed my hand and I turned more fully to him. “After the wedding I do need to go back and tie up my loose ends. Ok? I owe a lot of people my best departure and that may require me to be there for a little while. Are you ok with that?”
“I don’t want you to feel you have to give up your career for me, Emberly. That is not my intent, love.”
“I’m not giving up anything besides my single life and trust me, I’ll be happy to leave that behind me.”
He smiled and pulled me into his chest. “Damn right you’re leaving that behind. I’m not fucking sharing you. No way.”
Snorting I replied, “I guess you should have some sort of national public announcement stating that you are off the market. I wouldn’t want to leave any stragglers behind hoping they can slip in while I’m not looking.”
“Consider it done. There won’t be any slipping going on unless it is by me and it’s directly pointed at you.”
That had me belly laughing and pulling his silly ass closer so I could plant a kiss. Once I thoroughly worked his lips I asked, “So, are you going to feed me?”
He ran his hands over my ass. “You have no fucking idea, Gemma. But yes, for right now, I will “feed” you breakfast.”
I watched him walk over to the fridge and pull out various ingredients and begin his assault. When all was said and done he had plated a delicious looking eggs benedict and fresh grapefruit.
I devoured my portion and licked my fingers as I turned to him and said, “You have spoiled me, bagpipe.”
He grinned and stood to take my plate. “Do we have a gym around here? I need to stretch these over worked muscles.” I complained.
“Downstairs, gorgeous. Equipped with anything you need.”
I hummed. “Just a matt and some Jazz and I am all set.”
“Yoga junkie?”
“Bikram. It’s one of the only forms of exercise I can tolerate.” I held up my hand when I saw his eyebrows shoot up. “Aside from our form of exercise, I might add.”
That brought a smile. “I was getting ready to show you my form of exercise is really all you need.”
“What’s stopping you, then?”
He had me swept up and out of the room before I could offer a word. We spent the rest of the afternoon naked and sweaty.
My phone rang just as we finished a rather active session situated on the window seal. I giggled and crossed the room to fish it out of my bag. When I saw her number I smiled.
“Hey bitch.”
She laughed. “Fuck you. You don’t call you don’t write and I have to hear about your fucking engagement from a stranger. Cunt.”
I just hung my head laughing. “You’re right, I’m sorry. But you know now and you’re here! Where are you?”
“At the back of this wretched commercial plane waiting to exit. You owe me, big time. I had to sit in coach next to a screaming kid and a sweaty porn star.”
My laugh morphed into a snort. “What do you mean coach?”
“First class was booked. I even tried to bribe them with my black American Express. Fuckers.”
I was shaking my head laughing as I replied, “Well, listen Kincaid should already be there waiting for you and he is bringing you here,” I looked at Cailen and winked, “to our house.”
It was silent then she shrieked. “Please don’t fucking tell me you have utterly lost you mind and moved to fucking Scotland?”
I snickered. “Well, sort of, yes. But you are going to love it.”
She huffed. “Yea, whatever.”
“Anyway, Kincaid is waiting and trust me, you can’t miss him. I’ll see you in a couple of hours. Love ya!”
I swiped my finger across the screen and tossed it back into my bag.
Cailen looked at me with a questioning eyebrow and I just shook my head and walked to the bathroom. He followed me and adjusted the water in the shower while I unpacked a few of my things into the drawer.
He walked up behind me and kissed my shoulder. “I love that you are putting your things in the drawers. It makes it official.”
I smiled. “Well, you aren’t going to be singing that happy tune too long because I have a lot of fucking stuff and you may find yourself losing a lot of yours.”
“Small price to pay. I’ll just buy more cabinets, love.”
We laughed as we stepped into the shower and fondled more than we washed. Finally I shut the water and smacked him on the ass as I stepped out and took the only towel hanging, smiling wickedly.
He narrowed his eyes. “Don’t you dare leave me standing here dripping with no towel.”
I laughed as I ran it over my hair and walked to the bedroom. I heard him swear and a big rustling noise from the far linen cabinet signaled his find.
I walked back in to finish my lotioning ritual. He walked up behind me and brushed his cock against my lower back.
I smiled wide.
“You’ll be lucky to make it out of here without being violated.” He said licking my neck below my ear.
“I could say the same.” I teased.
He gave me his best hopeful expression and I laughed loud.
I pulled out my Gucci wrap dress and paired it with my gold stilettos. I let my hair hang long and natural and dusted my lids with a neutral brown and coated some mascara.
Cailen was in the kitchen preparing a plate of snacks and pulling out the drinks when I walked in.
I stifled a laugh. “My, we have friends with q
uite the palate. Fine whisky and pretzels. Yum.”
He laughed. “Wiseass.”
“You could learn a little something.”
“Indeed.” He said as he licked his lips and rolled my body.
Fifteen minutes later the bell rang and I did a little happy dance. Truthfully, I had missed Lila and her filthy mouth. She’s been a staple in my life for over twenty years. Ever since she moved to NYC from Texas and never looked back.
The chick was born to be a bitchy New Yorker.
I followed Cailen to the door and smiled like an idiot when I saw her basically curled around Kincaid. They most definitely have hit it off, I thought.
She strolled in and stuck her chin in the air to me and huffed a string of profanity. I giggled and grabbed her by the arm and pulled her into a big hug.
Finally she pulled back and gave me a crooked grin. “Bitch. I have to hear about you marrying this,” She gestured to Cailen ending her gaze on his cock, “…hot piece of ass from someone else.”
She lifted her eyes back to his face and offered her hand. “Hi. I’m Lila, her better half.”
Cailen laughed. “I believe the same can be said about me. But, it is very nice to meet you. I’m glad to have the matching set of pretty bitches at home.”
She snorted and looked at me. “I really fucking like him, Em.”
I nodded. “Oh, you’re going to love him.” I looked over at his dancing blue eyes. “I know I sure do.”
He gave me a wink and turned back to everyone. “Alright, let’s get out of the fucking doorway and into the liquor.”
Everyone nodded vigorously and we followed him into the kitchen.
Mac commandeered the nacho bowl and Kincaid stacked the glasses on the table and filled them to the brim with whisky.
I pulled a bottle of wine for Lila from the cooler and popped the cork.
Her palate is delicate to say the least. The last time hard liquor passed her throat was at a wedding ten years ago and it was bad. Lila on liquor is like having Joan Rivers uncensored. The woman has the mouth of a sailor.
Cailen stood close to me all night as we laughed and drank. Lila was the hit of the party though. Besides her long jet-black hair and powder blue eyes she has a body that puts any woman within a hundred mile radius to shame. I watched Kincaid basically devour her with his eyes all night. Several times she turned around and pulled his massive head to her face and worked his lips over.
I laughed at his expression each time she pulled back and let go. It was a mix between wrenching desire and utter confusion. It was like he’d never had a woman do that to him and it made me snort.
Once everyone was absolutely trashed Mac thought it a good idea to cram into the enormous hot tub over looking the lake.
Six drunken fools in a hot tub after four bottles of whisky is seriously fucking stupid. But hey, we did it anyway.
Alick amused us with tales of a young and adventurous Cailen.
Kincaid and Lila were dangerously close to me telling them to get a fucking room. From the looks I would guess that he was just hours from proposing a double ceremony. She had him hooked, as she does most men.
I lay back against Cailen’s chest and enjoyed the banter back and forth as I stole glances at the beautiful lake.
It was a true piece of heaven on earth.
After a few hours Cailen stood and pulled me with him. “Good night dickheads, and lovely Lila. I’m taking my gorgeous soon-to-be wife to bed and plan on fucking the shit out of her, so don’t interrupt.”
I hung my head and laughed, then just stepped out giving a wave over my shoulder and sauntering into the house.
We made it approximately three feet inside the door before he had already pulled down my shorts. Yep, this was going to be another marathon. I grabbed the whisky bottle as we passed and twisted the lid.
Screw glasses at this point.
We passed the bottle back and forth several times before we made it to our room. He calmly took the bottle from my hand, placed it on the dresser and literally attacked me.
We were both slick and wet and it made rubbing our hands across our bodies effortless. He bent his head down and tugged at my nipple ring just as he slid the tip between his teeth and bit making me nearly come right there.
I gripped his hair and pulled him to my mouth. His tongue was so soft and caressing when he connected with mine.
It sent chills up my spine.
He sucked my lower lip into his mouth and bit before he licked a trail down my jawline to the base of my throat. I was sucking in breaths heavily. I could feel my nipples rubbing against his chest, which made him moan into my ear.
He picked me up and walked me over to the bed and laid me down as he grabbed both of my legs and wrapped them around his neck and buried his face between my legs.
His tongue swiped across me in deliberate motions and I screamed his name as he gently bit my clit and raked his teeth across ending with his tongue and sucking me into his mouth.
I felt myself shatter into his mouth and his hands gripped my thighs as he growled into me.
I shook with tremors as he continued to suckle me then he trailed his tongue up my body and into my mouth.
He pulled back. “Are you ready for me now, Gemma?” His voice was hoarse with desire.
“Don’t make me beg.” I sighed as I lifted up trying to connect with his mouth.
He pulled my legs onto his shoulders and shoved into me fully. His head fell back as he let out a loud moan. My hands traveled the length of his abdomen enjoying the rip of his muscles as he worked me over.
Over and over he slammed me into the mattress going deeper than anyone had ever before.
I reached down and cupped his balls in my hands rolling them gently and stroking the underside making him tremble. A few more strokes and he shut his eyes running his finger over my clit instantly making me ready to climax and the next second we both exhaled, “Fuck,” and rolled together while we came.
I pulled my legs down and he dropped beside me rolling me into his arms. “You. Are. Dangerous.” He breathed.
“Me? You are the one that is trying to bow my freaking legs.”
He cackled with laughter. “Yes, I admit that has become my new mission in life, love.”
I just shook my head and concentrated on leveling my breathing. I rolled onto my side and stroked his hair. My eyes automatically went to the mesmerizing tattoo. I began tracing my fingers over the black outlines and studied it.
Just as he always does he read my mind. “It’s Celtic. Lorne had many wise sayings to fit any occasion when I needed advice,” he pointed at the lettering etched across his bicep. “These are two that stuck with me.”
“What does it say?” I asked in awe.
He smiled and pointed at the top one. “Well this one says, ‘B'fhearr gun tòiseachadh na sguir gunchriochnachadh.’” I had to really listen closely because it was a very complicated syllabus. His perfect articulation was chilling, though.
He continued, “It means, ‘better not to begin than stop without finishing’.”
I thought about that for a moment and offered, “Your mother.”
He nodded and smiled. “Exactly.”
He held my gaze for a few beats and looked back at the other inscription and pointed. “This one says, ‘An rud is fhiach a ghabhail, 's fhaich e iarraidh.’”
He let me stare at the lettering before finishing, “It means, ‘If it is worth taking, it is worth asking for’.”
I looked over to his face.
He tucked a pieced of my hair behind my ear and trailed a finger down my jaw. “I couldn’t agree more.”
That sent a shiver up my spine and I spent the next few minutes showing him how much that meant to me.
Well, that had him rolling on top of me and starting another round.
I just ticked off sleep as one of the things I would be giving up for the rest of my life because it was something we never seemed to want to do.
Th
e next morning a crash on my bed had me shrieking and jumping straight up. Lila was propped up on Cailen’s side fluffing his pillow in her hand.
“What the fuck are you doing?”
She glanced at my chest. “Well, good morning girls, it’s been a while.” She said smirking.
I flipped her a bird and reached for my t-shirt. “What time is it and why are you so damn chipper?” I asked pulling the shirt over my head.
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