Rocked & Romanced, page 18
Because we’re moving forward together; I made that choice at the overlook. I’m going to fight to be that happy couple. That starts here.
The billboard for Mountain View Cabin rentals was just the sign I needed. I stopped in and asked for the one with the best view, and I have to admit this cabin is amazing. I’m not sure how someone else hasn’t rented it.
I also stopped at the grocery store in town and got us food, and a few other things to last us over the next few days. Everyone here is so friendly, and it’s just the kind of place I would move to if I was looking to relocate.
I check on our late lunch or early dinner, depending on how you look at it and see that Dallas should be here any minute. I light a few candles and set the table, as he knocks on the door.
Butterflies take flight in my stomach. I know I shouldn’t have left like I did, and while he sounded fine on the phone, he has every right to be mad at me, and I wouldn’t blame him if he is.
I open the door to see my handsome man, but that light and carefree look he had this morning is gone. I make myself a promise to get it back before we head home.
I stand aside and let him in, as he sets our bags down and takes a look around.
“What’s this?” He asks, as his eyes run over the large open concept cabin. The front door opens right into the living room with a massive fireplace. The dining room is to the side with the kitchen just beyond that. It all leads to the massive picture windows with the breathtaking mountain views you can see from just about any place in the cabin.
“I rented this cabin for us for the next five days. You and me. We figure out what our next steps are, and then we go back and talk to Landon, together. We can go public to everyone or not at all. I’m done hiding us.”
He answers without hesitation, “We go public. I want all of you, and I want to tell everyone you’re mine.”
“My brother?” I ask. I almost don’t want to know what happened after I left.
“We talked, and I made it clear I’ll pick you and asked him not to make me choose. He hasn’t, and I don’t think he will.”
A sudden thrill goes through me that he really did mean what he said this morning. A part of me still can’t believe we’re doing this. He’s after all the unattainable guy I had a crush on in high school. The one thousands of girls have pinned to their walls, and yet, he wants me.
“Then, you have to give me all of you. No more holding back for either of us.” I tell him.
“I’m scared.” He whispers as he reaches for me.
“I am too, but we’re in this together.” I wrap my arms around his waist, soaking in his warmth. This is what I needed to just reconnect.
We stand there locked in each other’s arms for a few minutes before I pull back and place a hand over his chest. Even with his shirt on, I can feel his heat, as if we are skin to skin. The sparks between us are undeniable, but it still takes my breath away, leaving me unable to speak.
“I have something for you.” He says, his voice gruff. He pulls a piece of paper from his pocket and hands it to me.
“I got it done the week I asked you to wait for me on tour. I just didn’t know when to give it to you, but now seems like the right time.”
It takes me a minute to understand what I’m looking at. It’s a clean bill of health from his doctor. He’s STD free.
When I look up at him, there’s a light blush on his face, and he looks a little shy. I can’t remember the last time I’ve seen him blush. He can be vulnerable and open around me, yes, this blush isn’t something I’ve seen, since he was that shy teenage boy, who I had the biggest crush on all those years ago.
I lean in and kiss him because words fail me. Without words, I try to show him what this means to me, and he seems to understand. I pull back and rest my forehead to his.
“I don’t have one for you,” I say.
He shakes his head, “You don’t need one. You have nothing to prove.”
“You have nothing to prove either, Dallas. But this is perfect.” I tell him and kiss him again. Just a short, sweet kiss, before pulling away to check on the food.
“What can I do to help?” He asks.
“Why don’t you get us some drinks, but otherwise, we’re ready.”
I set the food on the table, and he pulls me into his lap and slides my plate over in front of us next to his.
“Let me feed you, baby girl.” He whispers next to my ear. The heat from his breath sending tingles to my core.
He feeds me each bite of food, and then himself in-between feeding me. One hand remains on my waist the whole time, holding me close to him like he’s afraid I’m going to try to get up and run. Not a chance.
He’s constantly nuzzling my neck or placing kisses all over my face, while I eat. It’s an easy going time, while I tell him about my drive up here, and the couple I saw at the overlook. I want him to know I’m in this.
“Dinner was amazing, baby girl. I want many more days like this. Dinner and just conversation. This was perfect.”
“It was perfect, and I agree. I want many more nights like this, too.” I rest my head on his shoulder and enjoy the moment.
“There’s a hot tub on the back porch. Want to go for a soak?” I ask.
“I didn’t bring swimsuits.” He admits.
I shrug, “Do we need them?”
He just stares at me, heat in his eyes, “No we don’t.” He admits.
I stand up and leave the food on the table and make my way to the back door. I stop and look over my shoulder. Dallas is standing with his eyes on me, but he hasn’t moved.
I turn back to the door, and before I open it, I whip my shirt off and let it fall to the floor. I leave the door open and shed my shorts next followed by my bra. I’m standing in front of the hot tub, turning on the jets in just my black lace panties, when I feel his body heat come up behind me. He pins me with his hips to the side of the hot tub. His shirt and pants are gone, and he’s in just his boxers.
“You are so damn beautiful.” He whispers, as he slowly pulls my panties off, his hands trailing down my legs. “Get in.” He whispers into my ear.
I do as he says, and then turn my eyes back to him, watching him strip his boxers off and follow me into the hot tub. He sits across from me, and I slide my feet up his legs until they’re in his lap. His arms are stretched out along the side of the hot tub, but his eyes stay on me the whole time.
So, I settle in and sink down, until the water covers my shoulders. The hot water is easing my tense muscles from the fight with my brother today, but that’s the last thing I want to talk about. We both stare each other down, waiting for the other to make the first move. It’s almost a battle of wills before he breaks a second before I do. He leans in and pulls me into his lap.
I’m straddling him and feel his cock against my core. With my eyes on his, I grind, and we both groan. His hands roam over my hips up to just below my breasts and to my back.
“You’re so beautiful, baby girl.” He whispers, before his lips land on mine. He takes control of the kiss, as he moves my hips over his cock, the tip hitting my clit with each slow pass.
I throw my head back and moan. “More, Dallas.”
“Cum for me. Then, I’m taking you inside and making love to you.” He says as he lowers his head to suck one nipple into his mouth.
I shove my chest into his face, needing more, and he sucks harder. He picks up the slow place just enough that it makes me shatter like the tension cord was just cut. My orgasm over takes me, as I scream his name. Thankfully, there are no neighbors to hear.
Before my body has even relaxed, Dallas is wrapping my arms around his neck and standing up from the hot water with his hands under my ass.
“Wrap your legs around my waist.” I do as he says, and he carries me inside.
“Which way?” He asks since I never got to give him a tour.
“Bedroom behind the kitchen,” I mumble into his neck. He chuckles and heads to our bathroom and bypasses the bedroom.
Before I can even ask what he’s doing, there’s a towel being wrapped around me. He sits me on the counter and takes his time drying me off, before drying himself off. His eyes roam over me, and I let my eyes look over him as well.
His muscles seem even more defined, standing in front of me in the bathroom light, and the tattoos on his chest catch my eye. I trace my fingers over the Texas one again, and he places his hand over mine.
“Austin, Texas.” He says.
“For me?” I ask, and he just nods.
“You’ve held my heart longer than you know. I got this one done in Austin, Texas. Every time someone said Austin or I saw Austin, I would miss you.”
Without thinking, I lean forward and place a kiss on the tattoo right over his heart.
“You’ve held my heart for longer than you know, too.” I pull his hand to the tattoo of their band. “Everyone assumes this tattoo is pride for my brother, but it’s not. It was pride for you. Even if you and Landon hadn’t demanded I stop wearing bikinis, I would have, because I wasn’t ready for either of you to see it yet. Landon still hasn’t.” I smirk.
He runs his fingers over the guitar tattoo before his eyes meet mine again. This time his arms go around my waist, and I barely have enough time to hang on, before he swoops me up and carries me back into the bedroom. He lays me on the bed, like I’m the most precious thing in the world, before standing back to look at me.
I can feel every place his eyes land because they send little heat waves.
“Don’t move.” He says and disappears out the bedroom door and is back before I can even think of sitting up. He tosses a box of condoms on the nightstand before he falls to his knees beside the bed. When he pulls me to the edge, I spread my legs. His warm breath ghosts over my pussy, and I can feel how wet I am.
He leans in slowly and gives me one slow, firm lick from slit to clit, before latching on to my clit and doing that thing with his tongue he knows drives me wild. He’s learned my body and knows just the right amount of pressure to put on my clit and just the spot to hit. When he slides two fingers into me, as he stretches me, it pushes me over the edge. My hand pulls at his hair, keeping him close, as I scream out his name.
As my body calms, I catch sight of him, rolling on a condom, and I don’t think the action has ever been so hot before. He wraps his arm around my waist and moves up to the center of the bed like I weigh nothing. Then, he settles himself over me, as he takes both my hands in his.
I wrap my legs around his waist, and I see the fear in his eyes, the uncertainty mixed with lust.
“This is us, Dallas. We’re just beginning. No walls between us. Lean on me, I’ve got you.” I whisper and pull his hips towards mine with my legs.
The head of his cock nestles at my entrance, and his eyes lock on me.
“Eyes on me. I’ve never needed someone’s eyes on me as badly as I do right now.” He says.
I nod, keeping my eyes on him, as he slowly slides into me. Slow, short thrusts have me groaning and fighting not to throw my head back and close my eyes. With each thrust, he grips my hands a little tighter. I’ve never felt so full or been stretched so perfectly.
When he’s filled me to the hilt, he lets go of my hands and braces himself on his forearms, leaning down to kiss me. His pace is slow and languid like he’s not in a hurry for this to be over, and I’m not either.
Each thrust pulls me closer to the edge and tightens all my nerves to the point they are balancing on the thinnest line, and he’s the only thing stopping me from going crashing over.
“You feel so damn good.” He moans. “Never felt like this before, baby girl.”
“Faster, Dallas,” Is all I can get out before his mouth is over mine again, and he picks up the pace.
Shifting my legs higher up his waist, he moves faster and finds the perfect spot. I gasp, trying to meet his hips to get him closer, deeper.
He kisses a trail down my neck and nips at the skin, where my neck meets my shoulder.
“Oh, Dallas.” I moan.
“Yes, baby?” He whispers against my ear.
I catch him off guard and manage to flip him on to his back with me on top and still keep him inside me. A huge smile crosses his face, as he runs his hands over my body, and I begin riding him.
“I love this position.” He says as he pulls me down, so he can take my nipple into his mouth.
Somehow, even from the bottom, he remains in complete control of the pace. He has me so close, but I’m not able to climax like this.
“Please, Dallas,” I beg.
He takes mercy on me and picks up the pace, pulling me down for a kiss. My nipples running over his coarse chest hair, and the angle allow him to hit my clit each time he thrusts into me.
“Come for me. I want to feel you pull the come from my cock for the first time.” He says, as his thumb strums my clit and sends me into an orgasm.
“Fuck, you’re squeezing my cock so hard.” Dallas moans, as I blackout at all the sensations, running over me.
I come to just as Dallas thrusts into me again and moans my name. Dallas, losing control, while inside me, sends off another mini climax, as he rolls to the side.
“Fuck that was amazing,” I say barely able to open my eyes.
“Yes, it was. Get some rest, baby girl. We will be doing that a few more times tonight.” He says as he pulls the blankets over me and heads to the bathroom.
When he climbs in bed and wraps himself around me, then I’m in my safe place. There’s no way I could give this up.
Chapter 30
Dallas
I wake up with Austin next to me and smile. This is the most content I have ever been. How did I think I’d fall back into my old habits with her? Old me with other women would have pushed her away, as soon as sex was over, but with her, I couldn’t get her close enough.
Old me wouldn’t have wanted them to look me in the eye, but with Austin, I didn’t want her eyes to ever leave mine.
I lean up on my elbow and watch her sleep. The sheet is around her waist, leaving her beautiful breasts on display. They’re round and perfect with red marks from my loving on them all night.
One time wasn’t enough. She had barely gotten to sleep when I was waking her up and needing her again. I would have felt guilty if it wasn’t for her doing the same to me a few hours later.
Pulling the sheet back over her, because I don’t want her to get cold. I simply watch her sleep, thanking whoever is listening that she’s mine.
When she rolls over and opens her eyes, the world instantly seems warmer, brighter, and perfect.
“Good morning, baby girl,” I say, as I lean down to kiss her forehead.
“Mmm, any morning I wake up next to you is a good morning. But I love it when I wake up to that huge smile on your face.”
I hadn’t even realized I was smiling. I tuck some hair behind her ear and cup her cheek.
“I love you, Austin. The soul crushing, once in a lifetime love, that I’ll write songs about, until the day I die.”
Her eyes mist over, and I rub my thumb gently over the corner, catching her tears.
“I love you too, Dallas. I think I’ve loved you from the time you saved me from the giant spider in my bedroom.” She smiles.
I remember that. She was about twelve, and Landon and I were hanging out at the house, and she came home to get her math book she forgot, before going to a friend’s house to study. Landon went outside for something, and I heard her scream. My heart stopped.
I raced to her room, finding her frozen with an enormous spider on her math book. I killed it and checked her whole room to make sure he didn’t have any friends.
I chuckle. “I remember that day. You let me hug you for the first time, and I think that was the day you stole my heart, too.”
I pull her into me and kiss her. This girl loves me! I will do everything I can to make her happy. Always.
We are interrupted by her phone ringing. I get out of bed and find it for her on the kitchen counter.
“It’s Landon,” I say.
“Ugh! Just turn my phone off.” She calls back.
I send him to voice mail and turn her phone off, and then my phone rings. I write a quick text telling him we’re fine and will talk to him in a few days. Then, I turn off my phone as well, before heading back into the bedroom.
Austin just slipped one of my shirts on and smiles at me.
“Let’s get breakfast, I’m starving.” She takes my hand and pulls me into the kitchen.
I push her back up against the kitchen counter because I need to hear her say it again.
“I love you,” I whisper against her lips.
“I love you, too.” She whispers back, and then her lips land on mine. I suck her bottom lip into my mouth and run my tongue along it, before pulling back.
“I want to take you again, but I’m going to feed you first. Because I’m going to prove that I’ll always take care of you.” I tell her.
Her hand comes to rest on my chest, right on my Texas tattoo over my heart.
“You have proven time and time again you’ll take care of me and not just since we have been together, but before then. I think I knew it when you dropped everything to make sure I went to prom and had an amazing night. You proved it again and again every time I’d visit, or I’d need someone to talk to. I want to take care of you too, Dallas.”
“You do, baby girl. Just being here and talking to me is all I’ll ever need. Now, it’s simple things like your touch.” I place my hand over hers. “It steadies me, grounds me. On my worst days, just being in the same room as you, always helps.”
With a soft kiss, we pull apart and make breakfast.
“What do you want to do today?” I ask.
“Besides you?” She asks with a smirk.
“I can easily spend all day in bed making you cum over and over again, but I think we should spend some time outside, too,” I say, as I look out of the window at the mountain view.
“Well, the lady at the office said there’s a path out the back door that leads to a river, and then if we go to right around the bend, there’s a waterfall. Maybe, we can check that out?”
