Meant For You: Rocktown Ink, Book 3

by Gray, Sherilee

  One day it would be us up here.

  There was no doubt in my mind. There was no other ending to our story except an eternity together.

  Like she could feel me watching her, her gaze met mine and held. It took everything not to go to her in the middle of Bull’s fucking wedding and beg her to marry me then and there.

  Everyone cheered, and I snapped out of my Everly haze and saw that Bull and Quinn were kissing. He’d lifted her off the ground, her feet dangling, her arms thrown around his neck, and they were both smiling. Quinn was still crying while they kissed, and I smiled as well, wide and cheesy as fuck, because Bull deserved this. They both did.

  Everyone came forward, and Bull was forced to release his bride so her father and brother, Mase, who was also Bull’s best friend, could congratulate them, along with everyone else.

  I shook Bull’s hand, and he tugged me in roughly, thumping my back.

  “Congratulations, brother,” I said, voice rough with a fuckload of emotion I had not expected.

  “Thanks for standing with me,” Bull said, voice sounding equally as rough.

  I stepped back as others came forward to offer their congratulations.

  Christ, I’d felt so removed from Cal and Bull, from Rocktown for so long. I didn’t now, though, and fuck, it felt good.

  A hand slipped into mine, and just the feel of that smaller hand, warm and sure in mine, had my pulse racing.

  I looked down at Everly, positive my heart was in my fucking eyes and not giving one shit about it. “You take my fucking breath away,” I said.

  Her eyes stayed locked on mine. “I’m finding it a little hard to breathe right now myself.”

  I tucked her hair behind her ear. “Got a surprise for you later. Probably best if neither of us drinks too much.”

  “Oh?” Her soft full lips parted, and I leaned in and kissed her, because I could.

  Because she was mine and I wanted everyone to know it.

  I trailed kisses along her jaw to her ear. “You good with that?”

  She nodded. “Yes.”

  I lifted my head. “Good.”

  Neither one of us was breathing steadily, but we had to wait. We had a wedding to celebrate.

  She squeezed my hand, and I wanted to pick her up and take her with me now, and not come back for days.

  * * *

  “Bull’s cabin? Is that where we’re going?” Eves asked as we took the familiar gravel road toward the lake.

  “Yeah.” I glanced at her in the passenger side of my truck.

  She was chewing her lip, fingers twisting in her lap.

  It would kill me not to have her tonight, but I’d wait. I’d wait forever for her. “If you want me to turn back, if you’re not ready—”

  “Don’t you dare turn back,” she said, brown eyes meeting and holding my gaze. “I mean it, Dane.”

  I dipped my chin and grinned, then reached out, taking her hand. Now I was starting to feel fucking nervous. Was this too much? Was my surprise expecting too much too soon? Well, it was too late to change it now. The headlights of my truck hit the cabin just ahead.

  The LED fairy lights I’d gotten were a muted glow coming from inside, and the ones I’d used to edge a path to the lake were doing their job as well.

  Everly sat up straighter beside me. “This looks…oh my God, Dane. It’s beautiful.”

  I wanted tonight to be perfect, so bad. I wanted to be perfect for her. I wanted to be everything for the woman beside me, give her everything, be the man she needed. Provide for her, protect her. And for some fucked-up reason, giving those things to her felt…I don’t know, at risk, distant.

  That if I didn’t pull this off, make this perfect, I might not get that chance. Which was stupid, but there it was all the same. Nothing I had control over.

  I pulled to a stop and shut off the truck, then climbed out and walked around to open Everly’s door for her. She climbed out, and I grabbed her bag I’d told her to pack, and mine, then took her hand again and led her to the cabin.

  It was a hot night, clear skies full of stars. At least that part had worked out.

  My breathing was shaky along with my hand as I unlocked the cabin and pushed open the door. Everly’s indrawn breath and her fingers tightening around mine let me know that so far I’d gotten it right.

  I’d picked flowers and put them in mason jars by the bed. The fairy lights were soft and muted and made the cabin feel cozy. I’d brought out sheets and a blanket from my place for the old but sturdy wire-framed bed. I’d dusted, swept, cleaned the place from top to bottom. Made sure we had breakfast tomorrow and drinks.

  “You did all this for me?” she said, turning to me.

  “I’d do anything for you.” I meant it with everything in me.

  “I know you would,” she whispered and came up on her toes to kiss me gently.

  She walked farther into the room, and I put our bags on the small chair by the bed.

  Everly stood at the foot of it, staring down, and I had no idea what she was thinking. I knew she wanted me as much as I wanted her, but I also knew deep down she was afraid of this step with me. She was afraid that if we didn’t work out, she’d lose me and there’d be no coming back.

  I got that. We’d both lost people we loved and knew what it was like to have them torn away. We already knew what it was like to lose each other.

  Which was why I’d planned something to lighten the mood, I hoped, before we used that bed.

  “Come on,” I said, and when she turned to me, I held out my hand.

  She took it. “Where are we going?”

  “The lake.”

  “The lake?”

  “Yup.”

  I chuckled at her widened eyes and led her out the door, waiting while she kicked off her heels. We walked on the soft overgrown grass outside the cabin, down the path I’d lined with fairy lights until we hit the sandy edge of the lake.

  Her eyes were bright when she looked up at me. “What happens now?” she asked, breathing quicker.

  “You don’t know?” I said, teasing, because I knew she knew exactly what was about to happen. The fact there were two towels beside us on a large rock kind of gave it away.

  A wicked glint lit up her eyes, and my dick got hard. “No idea,” she said, far too innocently.

  “No?” I reached back and tugged off my shirt and flung it aside.

  She shook her head, and—fuck me—reached back and dragged down the zipper of her dress.

  I started working on my belt. “I thought we might cross the last thing off your list.”

  She tugged on the thin straps of her dress and it melted from her body, pooling at her feet.

  I nearly swallowed my own damn tongue looking at her standing there in her bra and panties, tan skin glowing under the moonlight.

  “What an excellent idea,” she said huskily, then reached back, unhooked her bra, and let it slip down her arms before flinging it aside. Her underwear came off next without one moment of hesitation.

  Everly stood gloriously naked in front of me, flushed and excited and brave, and I wanted to fall at her feet and worship every bit of her. Shit, I ate up the sight of her. Long legs, round hips, small waist, and—fuck me—those full tits too much for her little frame, and so sexy I was breathing like I’d just finished a marathon.

  “Everly, fuck.”

  She turned and, laughing, ran toward the lake, perfect round ass swaying, hair a sexy mess around her head. She splashed through the water as she hit the lake’s edge and dived in.

  I stood motionless, stunned and hard as fuck.

  Her head popped up a second later, gasping and laughing some more. “You coming in or what?”

  My hands flew to my belt and I made short work of it, kicking off my boots and socks, yanking open my jeans and tearing them down my legs, followed by my boxers.

  Everything was suddenly quiet and I glanced up. Everly was taking me in, all of me, naked in front of her, like I had her.

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sp; She stood slowly, letting me see her bare, wet, glistening skin and I lost the ability to speak. Her smile turned wicked again and I growled and went after her.

  She shrieked and laughed as she splashed about trying to get away…but not too hard, because that look in her eyes told me she wanted to get her hands on me as much as I wanted to get mine on her.

  As soon as she was within reaching distance, I grabbed her around the waist and tugged her in against me, fucking groaning when her wet body slid against mine as she struggled and laughed.

  I chuckled, fuck knows how I managed even that with her tight nipples dragging over my chest when I took her soft, ample ass in my hands and hoisted her higher. My dick was trapped between us and the movement dragged her pussy right over the underside of my dick.

  A growl escaped and her indrawn breath told me that Everly felt it too.

  She stilled in my arms, her breath coming harder and faster as she slid her arms around my neck and pressed closer, her tits plastered against me, then wrapped her legs around my waist.

  “This is perfect,” she whispered, then she pressed her cool wet lips to mine.

  I took a handful of her wet hair and angled my head, kissing her back, taking it deeper, wanting her closer. She wriggled against me and the head of my cock nudged against her pussy.

  She whimpered against my mouth and, fuck me, wriggled some more, like she was trying to…

  I tore my mouth away. “You want me inside you, Eves?”

  She nodded panting. “Yes.”

  Still holding her, I strode from the lake, pausing only long enough for her to snatch up the towels, then I carried on to the cabin.

  I lowered her to the floor and the towels barely touched our skin before I lifted her again and took her to the bed.

  I laid her on the mattress and followed her down, covering her beautiful body with mine. I was shaking with need, so hard, needed her so bad, I knew if I gave my cock the slightest bit of friction, if Everly touched it, I’d blow up.

  She threw her legs around my waist again, heels digging into my ass, hot pussy against my abs, and went at my mouth like she would devour me if she had the chance. It was the fucking hottest thing I ever experienced. Full stop.

  It would be so easy to just sink inside her right now, so fucking easy, but that wasn’t how this was going to go. I wanted to get her off first, repeatedly. And I wanted to taste her, every perfect, smooth, fucking sexy inch of her.

  I reached back, pulling her hands from around my neck and lifted them over her head. She whimpered and chased my mouth when I pulled back.

  I gave her what she wanted, giving her another drugging kiss before lifting my head again. “Eves, you’re so fucking hot, gonna make me blow before I’ve had my fill of you.”

  Her eyes were glazed, so into it, so ready, she fucking writhed beneath me and whimpered. “Please, I want you.”

  “Shit. You’re gonna get me, but we’re keeping this slow, yeah? Waited a fucking long time for this, not gonna rush one moment.”

  I moved my mouth down her slender throat, sucking, licking, her smooth skin, down to those beautiful breasts. I released her hands and one immediately dropped to the back of my head, nails grazing my scalp as I nuzzled one tight, rosy nipple. My breath shook from me, was choppy as hell as I sucked it into my mouth.

  Her legs spread wider and she moaned.

  I didn’t let up and cupped the other side, soft and weighty, so much more than a handful, giving it attention as well. I wanted to spend hours sucking her sweet nipples, but I wouldn’t last forever and I hadn’t even tasted her pussy yet.

  I trailed my lips lower, over the gentle curve of her belly, nuzzling her, kissing her, working my way down between her parted thighs. She was so wet, she was glistening under the fairy lights. My fucking mouth watered.

  “So gorgeous, Eves,” I said, so much need in my voice I didn’t recognize it.

  I was shaking, harder now, hot and hungry, so desperate for her I couldn’t think about anything but tasting her. I glanced up at her and she was looking down at me, eyes heavy with need, teeth sunk into her lower lip.

  I leaned in while she watched and dragged my tongue through the center of her, and moaned. Then I just kind of…snapped, shoved my face against her pussy and licked and sucked, kissed her like I’d been desperate to do for the longest time.

  Heaven. She tasted like heaven.

  My dick was pressed into the mattress and my hips rolled without my say so. I groaned, head filled with Everly’s scent, her taste, her nails scoring my skin. She started trembling under me, crying out and I slid a finger inside her, shuddering at how fucking good she felt and concentrated on her slick little clit, putting the barbell in my tongue to good use.

  Her pussy spasmed around my finger, her nails digging deeper, and Christ, she started coming, crying out, calling my name. My balls drew up tight and I knew what was going to happen, something that had never happened to me before, even when I first started having sex.

  I blew my load just from the taste of her, the feel of her, knowing that I’d made her come hard, made her scream my name. I shuddered and shook like a fucking amateur, messing up the blanket under me, like a virgin seeing a pussy for the first time.

  Heat washed my face, but I couldn’t take my eyes of Everly, the way her tits jiggled, belly quivering, head thrown back, lips red and puffy from biting them.

  She was perfect.

  Everly was always perfect.

  When she finally stopped crying out, fuck, whimpering, clenching around my finger, I carefully slid it free and moved up her body, kissing her mouth gently, lazily, tongues sliding against each other’s, letting her taste herself on me.

  Her hand slid down my stomach and I grabbed her wrist. “Need a minute.”

  She blinked up a me, her head tilting to the side. “What’s wrong?”

  “Nothing.” Fuck, I felt like the biggest loser on the planet.

  Worry shifted through her features, and the sated look in her eyes started to vanish. “Did I…did I do something wrong?”

  “What? Fuck, no, Eves. Christ, you did nothing wrong…”

  “Then why do you look like that?”

  There was no way I could get away with not telling her, besides the fucking wet patch on the blanket, my cock was at half-mast after blowing so hard which was going to halt proceedings for a few minutes anyway.

  “Blew my load,” I forced out, feeling my fucking face heat. Jesus. I did not blush. I didn’t think I’d ever blushed in my goddamn life before that morning in Everly’s room.

  “What?” she whispered.

  “Your pussy under my tongue, clenching around my finger…fuck, Everly, so much better than I imagined.” I cleared my throat. “So good, I couldn’t stop it.” I kissed her shoulder, partly because I couldn’t stop myself and party to hide my embarrassment. “You made me come on the covers, Eves, just from the taste of you.”

  Her hand slid over my back. “You’re upset about that?”

  “Yes, I’m fucking upset,” I growled out. “I don’t lose control like that, baby. Christ, only you make me lose my shit like this.” I pressed a kiss to her lips. “I wanted to make this perfect for you, Eves. Not this, not…”

  “It was.” She cupped my face. “It was, Dane. And we haven’t exactly finished yet, have we?” she said, softly.

  I was already getting hard again. “No, fuck no. I just…”

  “How about I see if I can help?” She pushed on my shoulder and I rolled to my back. “It’s my turn to make you feel good.”

  And what do you know, my dick was back to ready-to-fuck hard before she finished her sentence.

  Chapter Fifteen

  Everly

  Naked and eager, I straddled Dane, bringing my bare pussy down on the scalding hot skin of his ridged abs.

  I looked down at him, my gaze moving over his face, those familiar features that I loved so much. I’d seen them lit up with joy and lined with pain and fear.


  And now heat, a lust-filled tension that made my belly zap with the same for him.

  I dragged my hands down his incredibly cut chest, fingers trailing over my name inked there, bold and beautiful. God, I loved it.

  My gaze moving over his arms, covered in tattoos and roped with muscle, down to his stomach, those abs that had been honed to perfection. I glanced up at him. “You’re inanely hot.”

  He chuckled roughly.

  I slid my hands over those silver hoops in his nipples, resting them there. “I’ve always known it, even when we were just friends, but you were always someone else’s to touch, whichever girl you’d chosen when you were lonely. I never let myself think it could ever be me, that I could end up the girl naked in your bed worshiping your gorgeous body, making you feel good.”

  His expression tensed, nostrils flaring. “No one ever did that for me, no one but you. Fucking a random girl never did that. Talking to you, being with you, that was what made me feel good, that’s the only thing that has for as long as I can remember. I don’t remember any other girls, I don’t want to. It’s just you. It was always you.”

  My heart honest to God fluttered in my chest. “I still can’t believe this is happening.”

  His hands, big and solid, the skin rough, went to my hips and he squeezed, sending a shiver through me before they slid higher, skimming up my waist to my breasts and he cupped them. I loved it so much, his hands on me.

  “Me either,” he said, voice raspy, eyes heavy lidded.

  I covered his hands with mine. “I’m supposed to be making you feel good.”

  “You don’t think my hands on your perfect, soft tits makes me feel good?” he said, that color back in his cheeks but I knew for a different reason. He wasn’t embarrassed anymore, he was turned on.

  It made me feel powerful in a way I never had before, in a way I liked, a lot. So though it took some effort, I pulled his hands away and shook my head. “If I let you touch me, I’ll dissolve into a quivering mess and you’ll take over. I want to taste you as well.”