Erotic Encounters (20 page)

He carefully withdrew, then slid out of bed. He leaned over her and brushed a quick kiss across her mouth. “Don’t go anywhere. Don’t you dare move. I’ll be right back.”

She allowed a teasing grin as she gestured toward the window and the heavy snowfall. “Where would I go?” She watched as he hurried toward the bathroom.

His words about not having meant what he said floated through her mind. She hadn’t taken any offense, especially since she had a similar type of thought about him. The most fabulous cock she had ever known. But that didn’t mean it was her only interest in him. He had many more qualities she wanted to know.

She closed her eyes and visualized the incredible Gage Brennan. She could be content spending the rest of her life with their bodies tangled together in hot wild sex.

She shoved that thought away with a frown. It was certainly the most impractical notion that had ever invaded her mind. Well, maybe not the
most
impractical. Her decision to spend the time they were confined to the lodge in no-strings-attached hot sex had been as far removed from practical as possible.

As much as this man sent her spiraling to the far reaches of ecstasy, she was her own person. She enjoyed her work. She would never be just
the little woman
or someone who had no identity other than some rich man’s sexual play toy.

Then the euphoria invaded her mind again. It had been one hell of an afternoon of sex, one she’d never forget. And it wasn’t over yet. She may have forgotten her first kiss, remembered that her first sexual experience had been very disappointing and not much else about it, but she would never forget the last few hours. If there was ever a
scrape me off the ceiling and fuck me again
orgasm, Gage Brennan had been responsible for it. And again was what she wanted. Again and again. She strongly suspected she would never have her fill of him. She also suspected something else. He had ruined her chances of ever achieving total sexual contentment with any other man.

Her thoughts were interrupted when she felt his weight press into the bed. The sight of his half hard cock pleased her, but she wanted him fully erect and as physically ready as the glow in his eyes said he was. She took the initiative, being more aggressive than she normally would—more aggressive than she had ever been with any man. But, the circumstances were far from normal.

She placed little kisses and nips across his chest and down his belly until arriving at his rapidly growing cock. She laved her tongue across the smooth head as she wrapped her hand around his girth. His groan of submission excited her almost as much as the sensation of his tautly drawn skin and engorged veins beneath her fingers.

He quickly rolled on a new condom, nudged his knee between her legs to open them wider, then settled his body over hers. His length filled her as it had before. Her heart pounded in her chest and her breath came in hard gasps. No one else’s cock had ever felt so good inside her, had ever promised and delivered such earth shattering, mind blowing orgasms. The kind of torrid sex most people only dreamed about but never experienced. Then his mouth came down on hers and all thoughts came to an abrupt halt.

His rhythm was smooth and sure. She met each of his down strokes with an upward thrust of her hips. They moved in unison, a harmonious coupling so perfectly attuned that it was as if they had been long time lovers. His pace increased, his momentum coming harder and faster. His tongue meshed with hers, twining in a ritual that increased the level of excitement surging through her body. Layer after layer of intensity built inside her. The contractions convulsed in waves that swept through her entire reality, engulfing her in the ultimate euphoria. She wrapped her arms and legs tightly around his body and held on.

Gage drove one last deep plunge inside her. He held on to her as tightly as she held him. Wrapped in each other’s arms, his cock buried to the hilt inside her pussy, they each allowed the incendiary rapture to flow through them.

The fire crackled in the fireplace, the woodsy scent of burning pine wafting through the air. The heavy, wet snow continued to shroud everything in a deep blanket of white. Time seemed to stand still for several minutes as they remained with their bodies entwined, savoring the emotional as well as physical delights of their shared orgasm. He finally raised his head, brushed her hair away from the damp skin of her face, then placed a soft kiss on her lips. He held her tightly. Neither one of them wanted to let go.

****

Gage stood just inside the bedroom door. He watched Afton as she warmed herself in front of the fire. He had given her his pajama top to wear until she could get some dry clothes from her room on the second floor of the lodge. She glanced out the window at the snow, then returned her attention to the fireplace. He wasn’t sure exactly what to make of the expression that clouded her features. Could it be regret?

He shook his head in confusion, touched by a bit of apprehension. No doubt in his mind that it had been the best sex he ever experienced. But did she regret her decision to engage in incredibly hot sex with him? A slight frown wrinkled across his forehead. Or could she be regretting that she had allowed him to coerce her? He didn’t like that thought, and he didn’t like the implications.

He wanted to know so much more of her. He would be a happy camper if they stayed in his bed until the storm passed. Could that possibly be her concern? Did she feel trapped? Had she reluctantly consented and now she wondered how much more he would want? And how often? It was a consideration that continued to play through his mind as he walked across the room. It left him uneasy and concerned about what to do and how to proceed.

“Here.” Gage held out the shoes and socks toward Afton. “I retrieved these from next to the pond.”

She whirled around, surprise covering her face. “You did it again, walked up behind me without making any noise.”

He gestured toward the floor and flashed what he hoped was a casual smile. “Thick carpeting.”

She took the shoes and socks from him, then set them on the floor next to the loveseat. “Thank you. I just checked my clothes. They’re still damp.”

“I can take them down to the laundry facility and put them in the dryer if you’d like.” He hesitated a moment, not sure of what else to say. “Or…I could go to your room and get some dry clothes for you.”

He carefully watched her reaction to his words. He hadn’t been sure about making that offer. Would it sound as if he expected her to continue to stay in his suite? It had been a long time since he had been so unsure of himself, least of all with a woman.

She offered what seemed to him to be an almost shy smile. “There isn’t anyone else in the building to see me. I could certainly return to my room dressed like this and put on clean, dry clothes.”

It wasn’t what he wanted to hear. “You had a very pensive look on your face when I walked in. Is something wrong?” He drew in a calming breath, then ventured the question that was really on his mind. “Are you having regrets?” He knew the anxiety came through in his voice, but he wasn’t able to prevent it. And from the look on her face he knew she had noticed it, too.

“No…no regrets.” Her voice softened, conveying an emotional moment of vulnerability. “I guess I was just a little overwhelmed. This isn’t at all what I had anticipated when I woke up this morning.”

A wave of relief swept through him. He wanted to pull her into his arms but suddenly felt awkward about it…unsure of himself. How strange. What was there about this woman? He had never been unsure of himself where women were concerned, but he could not deny the uncertainty coursing through his veins. “I have to admit that I’m also a little surprised by everything that’s happened.”

He quickly changed gears, not wanting to make her think that sex was the only thing on his mind. “I’m hungry. How about you? I have a few things in the refrigerator here. If there isn’t anything that grabs your interest, we can check the lodge’s kitchen. I know for a fact that the freezers are filled in anticipation of the grand opening this weekend. Unfortunately, so are the refrigerators. Most of that will probably need to be thrown out. Definitely an unexpected expense.”

“I was thinking about that, too. It’s going to be such a waste. I imagine there’s a lot of it that will still be good for several days yet, but according to health codes you won’t be able to serve it in the restaurant. If this weather clears enough for people to be able to get out tomorrow maybe you can find a place to donate it, maybe a shelter of some sort.”

“That’s a good idea. But for now…let’s see what we can find for ourselves.”

“Yes, I’m hungry.”

Chapter Three

Afton and Gage sat at the breakfast bar in the kitchenette of his suite. They had raided the lodge refrigerator and gathered a variety of fresh vegetables and fruits and a couple of steaks to take back to his suite. It wasn’t long before they were enjoying a delicious meal, food Gage prepared while Afton watched rather than him simply assuming she would do the cooking.

When they had finished eating, he poured some more wine into her glass. “Would you like anything else? We haven’t tackled the freezer yet. I know there’s ice cream and undoubtedly several other dessert items.”

“No, thank you. I’ve had plenty.” It wasn’t a hunger for food that whetted her appetite. There was a churning deep inside her, a hunger for more of Gage Brennan. A whole lot more. “Tasty and it hit the spot. You’re a good cook.”

“I live alone and sometimes get tired of eating microwave meals so I learned to do some cooking out of necessity.”

“I assumed you would eat most of your meals out.”

He cocked his head and leveled a questioning gaze in her direction. “You mean life in the fast lane where I’m never home? Out at a different club every night?”

“Something like that.” The crimson heat flushed across her cheeks. Her sheepish response was certainly inadequate, but she hadn’t known what else to say.

“Well, I’m sorry to shatter your illusion, but that’s not my lifestyle.”

She didn’t know how to reply to his statement. He had not said it in anger or even disapproval, but it did put her on notice about making assumptions concerning his personal life. It was an awkward moment. In order to break the tension, she gathered up their dishes and carried them to the sink.

“Don’t worry about those. Housekeeping will—”

An amused chuckle escaped her throat. “I don’t think so. At least not right away. First, someone working in housekeeping has to be able to get through this storm to come to work.”

A hint of embarrassment flashed across his face as he glanced away in an obvious attempt to cover it. “Right…there is no housekeeping.”

The quick glimpse into his vulnerability touched a warm spot inside her. It was an endearing quality she never would have associated with him. Each little nuance of the real Gage Brennan that slipped through into the open allowed her yet another insight into the real man rather than the projected image he chose to present to others. She was beginning to know the man that lived between the extremes. And she liked him. She liked him very much.

It went beyond the earth-moving orgasms. She knew she would still like him even if they never made love again. A little shiver told her that the idea of never being hot and naked with Gage Brennan again would be a true disaster in every sense of the word. But that didn’t stop the realization that she wanted more with him than merely
scrape me off the ceiling and fuck me again
sex. But how much more?

She watched as he cleared the rest of the items from the breakfast bar, then loaded the dishwasher. Everything about him excited her. She studied his smooth, fluid motions, the way his body moved as he bent and stretched. He had pulled on the pajama bottoms that matched the top he had given her to wear. The bare well-defined planes of his hard chest and his broad shoulders were like the tip of the iceberg. His long muscular legs, tight ass and incredible penis were hidden from view.

She wandered over to the large wall of glass and gazed out at the snow. Her mind drifted over the last few hours, over the incredibly hot sex that had driven her to the heights of euphoria, far beyond any place she had ever been with any other man. As she continued to stare at the trees and mountains, the realization slowly seeped into her consciousness.

It had almost stopped snowing. At least, it was not coming down in blizzard torrents as it had been. Had the storm finally spent its fury and was about to move on? It wouldn’t be long before the road crews would be clearing away the snow so that people could once again get out and go about their business.

A tremor of apprehension confirmed what she knew. It also meant it wouldn’t be much longer before some of the employees returned to the lodge, possibly as early as first thing in the morning. And that would put an end to their interlude. She gathered her determination. If this was going to be her last opportunity to experience the most incredible sex of her life, then she wanted to take full advantage of it.

A strong arm slipped around her waist, and warm breath tickled across the side of her neck, startling her out of her thoughts.

“It looks like the snow has almost stopped.” His sexy voice fed her desires. “It will be dark in less than half an hour, but I bet we’ll have blue sky and sunshine in the morning.”

She placed her arm on top of his and leaned against his chest. “I was just thinking the same thing. By tomorrow morning, people will be coming out of hiding and things will start returning to normal.”

An audible sigh of resignation escaped his throat. “Yes, back to
normal
. Back to a ton of work in rescheduling the grand opening party. Back to the stress and pressure of daily business.”

She turned and gave him a curious look. “You sound like you’d rather not bother with any of it.”

Gage held her in his embrace, turning her words over in his mind. He felt more comfortable around Afton than he ever had around anyone else. And that very sense of comfort was beginning to concern him. The sex was the hottest he had ever engaged in and he genuinely liked her, but he was beginning to think they might have more.