Breathless Awakening (The Breathless Series) (20 page)

“Dessert for you, huh? And just what do you mean by that?”

“You know, something sweet on the side after dinner? Well, maybe it should be an appetizer. I think I’d rather let you finish me off.”

“I need a drink. Are you telling me you are thinking about being with another woman? Cause if that is the case, grab me a drink and a chair. I’m ready for the show.”

I wasn’t sure how serious my thoughts were. Yes, it intrigued me, but what woman has never thought about kissing another woman? I don’t think I could ever actually kiss another woman or anything more. That didn’t mean that I couldn’t have some fun teasing him about it though.

“I’ll have to remember that. Now, how about that drink?”

Chapter Twenty‐Four

Rhylie

Last night was unforgettable. Zane’s lips were amazing, no matter where they were. My lips, my neck, and I thought I was going to come immediately when he brushed them across my nipples. He wouldn’t go any further than that though. He made me feel like we were kids back in high school that knew what they were doing was wrong and they could be caught at any moment. Then on the other hand, it tormented the ever‐loving hell out of me. I wanted just to rub one out right there in front of him if he wasn’t going to take care of the issues he was giving me.

Thankfully, he did sleep on the futon. I wouldn’t have been able to contain myself any longer if he hadn’t stood up after the movie and walked away. That good night kiss melted what was left of my panties, and something about him that screamed passion in such a gentlemanly way. I could feel it flowing through his body, but he had so much respect for me that he wouldn’t release it. That in and of itself is enough to stick this out, and I can see now why Luke was true to Cailyn all those years while they were dating. Oh God, I hope I don’t have to wait two years for Zane.

I walked into the spare room to find him still asleep on the futon. He had stripped down to his boxer briefs, and man was that a sight to see. Wishing I hadn’t left my phone in the other room so I could take a picture, I reached down to shake his leg to wake him. He rolled over onto his back before pulling the pillow over his head. Starting to reach for the pillow, the dick straining to be released from its confinement drew my attention.
Holy mother of God! I thought his ass was a work of art.

“Zane.” I had to clear my throat because at first it felt like I had something caught in it. Unfortunately, it wasn’t that beautiful dick. “Zane, you need to get up.”

“Just let me sleep a little longer. You wore me out last night.”

“What are you talking about? You went to bed at ten and all we did was make out.”

“Like hell, woman! You wore me the fuck out. I’ve never been fucked so many ways in one night. When you climbed on top of me that last time, holy shit woman! Where did you learn to fuck like that?”

I had no clue what he was talking about. I knew for a fact that we didn’t fuck last night because I tossed and turned wanting nothing more than to take him. If he had so much respect for me, though I was going to return the favor and respect his wishes. No one else was here last night so what was he talking about?

Lifting my foot and nudging him in the thigh, I raised my voice to a near shout, “Zane, wake up!” I pulled the pillow off his head, opened the blinds to shine directly in his face, and used the pillow to smack him across the crotch.

“What the hell was that for? Good morning to you too. I hope that isn’t how you always wake people up.”

“I’ve been trying to wake you up for five minutes. Did you know you say some crazy stuff when you are only half awake?”

“Why, what did I say? No, wait, I don’t want to know. I never like hearing those stories.”

“So it is normal for you? That could be fun. You were telling me about how I wore you out fucking last night, but I remember quite clearly that you wouldn’t go past second base. So, would you like to enlighten me on what happened after you came in here to go to sleep? Am I going to need to wash those sheets?”

Zane ran a hand up through his hair, which made his bicep bulge. “I guess that was just a dream then. Damn. Just my luck because it was a really good one too.”

“Well it doesn’t have to be just a dream. I’ve got some time before work you know?”

“Rhylie, you know I can’t do that. As much as we both want to, I can’t do that to you. I’m going to have to go back home in a few days and we don’t know how that is going to work out. What happens when we give in for a couple days, but then we have to do without? Do you know how hard that is going to be?”

“No, but I know how hard you are right now. I think I had a little drool on both sets of lips if you want me to be honest.”

As he sat up, he made sure to keep the pillow over his crotch where I had left it when smacking him. “Seriously, you have to stop. I’m not going to be able to control myself, and then I am going to hate myself.”

“I need to go hop in the shower and get ready for work.” I sashayed my way out of the room, swaying my hips seductively knowing that he was watching every step I took. “I don’t guess I could get you to scrub my back for me, could I?”

The pillow was suddenly flying across the room. I ducked as it went overhead. “Fine. Be that way, but your ass better have breakfast ready for me when I get out. You need to earn your room and board around here in one way or another.”

Leaving the door to the bathroom cracked in the hopes that he would come in, I knew better with his gentlemanly ways. As the hot water started to run down my back, I pretended that the warmth was from him pressing against me. I slid my hands up my stomach, imagining they were Zane’s, and up to my chest. My fingers brushed across my nipples and I remembered the feeling of his tongue darting across them the night before, and the way his eyes went wide when I took off my top. I don’t think he was expecting the sheer size of them.

I slid each nipple between two fingers before squeezing them. I moaned from the pressure building inside me. My right hand slid down to my clit, using my index finger to gently brush over the tip. The slightest contact made my knees quiver.

Not sure how I was able not to take care of these issues last night, I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensations running through my body. I had been wet for almost twenty‐four hours it seemed like, ever since that first kiss in the car. Maybe not the whole time, but it sure felt like it. I was going to have to make this quick or he would be suspicious of why I took so long in the shower. Did I care though? Maybe I wanted him to know that I was touching myself and thinking about him.

My fingers slid a little lower feeling just how wet I was as they slowly parted my lips and slid inside. I couldn’t remember the last time I had actually played with myself. After James left, I had come to the point where I just didn’t care about sex or release. Sometimes in life, it was easier to ignore the urge than to give into it, always wanting more.

Zane was right. If we wanted this to work, we were going to have to take things slow, and that meant no sex. Once he went back home, I would go insane wanting more of his hot body between my legs, or his lips kissing their way over my body. With two fingers buried in me, I started to breathe heavier thinking of him. My thumb started to rub over my clit, and my left hand left my chest to run my fingers through my hair. I grabbed a fistful, pulling it tight, and I could feel the impending orgasm.

Just as I opened my mouth to let out a quiet scream, I heard the door open. “Hey, sorry, I couldn’t wait any longer. I really have to piss.”

Breathing heavily I had to try to catch my breath. “Yeah, that’s fine. I’m almost done in here. Is breakfast ready yet?” I couldn’t help but curse him for interrupting.

“Well, actually it’s done and getting cold. I went on and ate without you because I didn’t know how long you were going to be. You’ve been in here almost a half hour.”

Had it really been that long? I was getting lost in him without even having him there. Whenever I finally was able to sink my claws into his back and claim him as mine, I was going to have to make sure I had no plans the following morning. “Sorry, the hot water felt good. I’ll be out in a few, unless you want to scrub my back for me.”

I heard the seat and lid close before he flushed the toilet. “No, I think I’ll pass. That shower curtain isn’t doing a very good job of keeping thoughts out of my head. I don’t need anything else fueling that fire.”

I reached to the back of the curtain and stuck my head out of it. “Are you saying you don’t want to see me all wet and naked?”

He immediately turned towards the door and rushed out without turning back. “I’m saying I want nothing more than to see you wet and naked, but we can’t always get what we want. Make sure you are dressed when you come to the table for breakfast.”

“Ooo or what?”

He shut the door and left me to my shower. I really hadn’t thought I had been in there that long, but I guess the water was getting cold. The cold water was a good thing to help cool me off after that interruption.

I did a quick shave of my legs and underarms before washing my hair. After drying off, I was very tempted to walk out of there naked so I could see his reaction, but I couldn’t be late to the salon today. Now that Liz knew I was letting him stay here, I needed to be there on time, or better yet early.

After getting dressed, I walked out to find that Zane was making me a fresh plate. “I heard you get out of the shower so I thought I would make you something that was actually warm. Cold eggs are nasty.”

I walked up behind him, wrapped my arms around his waist, and gave him a kiss on the neck. The fact that Zane was a couple inches taller than me was nice. James had been only five foot seven, which meant I had three inches on him. That made for some awkward situations. The height difference had never bothered me, but James obviously had an issue with having to look up to me. I guess it didn’t help when things started going downhill and I started to wear heels just to piss him off.

“Aww, that was so sweet of you. I might have to make it up to you at some point. Maybe I will actually make you dinner tonight instead of grabbing something out. Here you have made me breakfast two days in a row, and all I do is get you carryout.”

“It’s not like eggs and toast is a big deal, beautiful.” He turned to give me a quick peck on the lips before handing me a plate. “Oh, your phone rang earlier. I hope you don’t mind, but when I saw it was Mrs. Donnelly I answered it.”

“That’s fine. How is everything with Mr. D. this morning? Is he going to get to go home?”

“Yea, she said they would swing by and pick me up from here so that we could go to the house. I figure at least that way you don’t have to go out of your way and can get to work.”

“That’s great that he gets to go home. I don’t mind driving you though, but since they are already planning on it, I guess I better finish getting ready and get out of here. Just let me know if I need to pick you up after work.”

I took another couple bites while admiring the man in front of me, both physically and emotionally he seemed to be the perfect man. I had wished for one to fall into my lap, but I hadn’t seen this coming.

Chapter Twenty‐Five

Cailyn

Luke made sure to make up for earlier in the day. I don’t think there were any other ways for him to make me come. His tongue was phenomenal. Every time that he went down on me, it seemed to get better. Maybe he was learning what I liked, but feeling his tongue circle my clit with the right amount of pressure sent me over the edge.

When he grabbed the vibrator, I was shocked. I thought that was something only I would ever use on me. Never had it even crossed my mind that he would use it on me. Why wouldn’t he use his cock? When he started to fuck me with it, sliding it deep inside of me with a fury, I lost my breath. When I looked down and saw him using his other hand to stroke his cock… I almost passed out.

That was just the beginning. He took me bent over the edge of the bed, had me mount him in the desk chair, and even had me out on the balcony railing. I came more times last night than I have in the days since we were married.

He was exhausted, and as a typical male, rolled over and passed out. I was on such a high that I couldn’t sleep. I went for a walk along the beach to cool off and calm down. I reached the rocky area that Luke had described and couldn’t believe that I had gone that far. Why did I walk there? Was I subconsciously hoping to catch Giana and Autumn there? No, I had to turn around and go back. If Luke woke up, he would be worried.

Just as I turned around, I saw the girls walking up the beach. I started to walk back, passing them on the way. “Hey, Cailyn, where’s Luke? Did he let you come out here all on your own?”

“No, he’s passed out. He couldn’t keep up with me tonight.”

Giana walked over and put her arm around my shoulders. “So did you come out here looking for a little more fun?”

Autumn smiled. “We’d be more than happy to help you out.”

“No, I can’t do that. I’ve never been with a girl. No, I…I just had to walk and clear my head before lying down. I’m good now, I need to head back.”

“Well, if you change your mind you know where we will be.” Giana acted as if she was going to give me a hug, but her lips met mine. Something about it ignited a fire in me. My lips parted, my tongue slid out and begged for hers.

Before I knew what was happening, she had her hand on the back of my head and our tongues met. When Autumn slid up behind me, I felt her lips on my neck as she brushed away my hair. I came to my senses and broke off the kiss. I pushed my way free of the two of them.

“Well damn, G, I thought we were going to have an extra fun night. I’m a little jealous that you got that kiss. The two of you looked pretty damn hot making out like that!”

“I’m sorry, I don’t know what came over me. I’m so sorry, please don’t tell Luke.” I turned and started to run down the beach back towards Luke. Now I was never going to be able to get to sleep tonight. When I finally reached the bungalow, I climbed into bed, but my heart was racing faster than when I left.