Page 107 of Cruel Proposal
"Yes." I grin, my hands drifting up and down her waist.
In a way, it's still hard to believe she's here. That she's standing right here in front of me and that she's agreeing to look at the house. To look at the dream I want to build with her.
She turns toward the house, reaching back for my hand. "Then let's go see the house. And for what it's worth, I was alreadythinking about following you wherever you went when I thought you were alive."
"I'm sorry. I won't pretend to be dead without telling you myself again." I hold her hand a little tighter.
We climb the white steps to the wraparound porch, passing the swing that's just barely rocking back and forth in the breeze.
Summer lets out a soft gasp as we walk into the foyer, a huge staircase winding to the second floor. She drops my hand and starts moving through the rooms, taking in the polished wood floors and the massive windows that look out at the lake and the forest surrounding us.
I'm going to have my work cut out for me with this house, but turning the inside into the house of her dreams should dull the voices in the back of my mind that want me to go back to the man I was.
"It's only a twenty-minute drive into town, but out here, it's like we're in our own world." I follow her into the kitchen, grabbing her hips and pulling her back to me.
The second her ass presses against my cock, I start getting hard.
She tilts her head back to look at me.
I lean in, capturing her lips in another kiss, taking my time to sweep my tongue along her bottom lip before diving in.
She moans into the kiss, her tongue tangling with mine.
The kiss is broken for only a second as she turns to face me, and then she's sliding off my still-open shirt, letting it fall to the floor.
I pull her shirt over her head, tossing it somewhere else in the room.
She moans into the kiss as I bite down on her bottom lip, fingers sliding into the waistband of her little spandex shorts.
As she kicks them off, I'm already looking for the perfect counter to begin our fun.
My fingers sink into the flesh at her hips as I lift her up.
She's looking up at me with lust burning bright in her eyes as her legs spread to the sides of my hips, her breasts rising and falling rapidly with each breath she takes.
I slip my fingers along the thin silky material covering her pussy.
"Fuck, Summer. You have been missing me, haven't you? Your pussy is already soaked, and all I've done is kiss you."
She sucks in a sharp breath as I push the fabric to the side, still barely brushing against her slick folds with each pass of my finger. "You're not going to keep teasing me when I thought you were dead, are you?"
The corner of my mouth twitches as I swirl my finger around her clit, my other hand coming up to massage her breast, her nipple peaking and straining against the fabric.
"No." I thrust my fingers deep into her, feeling her inner walls clench down tight around me.
My thumb presses against her clit as her hips start to rock.
She arches her back, hands on the counter to brace herself.
There's a flush to her skin that makes her look all the more mouthwatering.
"We're going to have to fuck in every room in the house to break it in properly. You'd like that, wouldn't you? To be fucked upagainst every wall. To have your sweet pussy dripping on all the floors." I press my thumb harder and harder against her clit with each thrust of my fingers.
Her legs start to shake, her entire body tensing. "Yes. Yes, please. Please."
"Oh, and now we're begging? Are you going to come for me?" I lean down, trailing my tongue along her pulse, getting harder at the way it jumps.
"Yes." Her legs shake harder as I drive deeper into her.
