The Land of Rabbits (Long Shot Love Duet #1) (31 page)

“Undress,” he whispers. “Let me finish cooling you down while you catch your breath after that long trip through the woods.”

I slip out of my sneakers and tug my jeans to the floor, kicking them to the side once they’re down.

“Panties, too.”

“This isn’t cooling me down.” I grin.

He squints as he repeats in a calm, but direct voice, “Panties. Too.”

I slip them off and dangle the pink cotton hipsters in front of his face before tossing them on top of my jeans.

“Better?”

He looks down with one side of his lip lifting in pleasure. “Much. Now sit, eat, and drink...”

“For tomorrow we fuck.”

“Tonight. Tonight we fuck.”

I do a half spin on the metal stool, face the wall and take another bite of steak. He rinses the towel and returns, using short and gentle strokes to wash my stomach and lower back.

“Who knows about this place?” I ask.

“Roxanne. Maybe Jack. Trent did. The two of us used to mow... that guy Sean your aunt was with when she was here took over the lawn after we left. He may come out next week to get some equipment, but I doubt you’ll be hiding out here for that long. We’ll either get caught doing this in a few days, or we’ll leave on our own and head back to Albany once things blow over. It’s a temporary fix. You need to keep out of sight, and I’ll sneak out each night to bring you food and to be by your side.”

“Do you think Roxanne will come looking for you tonight like the last time?”

“Not tonight.” He touches my nose with the towel and smiles. “Everyone thinks I locked myself in a suite with a six-pack to drink away my sorrows. Roxanne’s waiting for my brother to finish roaming the grounds with Jack so she can fuck him. She’ll be busy with her new toy for a while. I’ve been replaced.”

I kick my feet under the stool, overjoyed when the towel slides below my stomach. “I think they’re forming some weird alliance... Jack and Dylan. He’s got plans for your brother, I’m not sure what, but I heard them on the driveway getting chummy.”

“He was getting chummy with us, too. He passed us his gun
and
he wants to fuck us.”

“Yeah, but knowing that makes hiding out here a little bit easier. It’s better than him wanting to kill us, and he did say he doubted he’d ever kill a woman, but
you
still need to be extra careful.”

“Well, I sure as fuck won’t be touching his ears or bad-mouthing him like Trent did. Dylan’s the reckless one who could end up six-feet under.”

“All of us will end up there sooner or later.”

“One day sooner than later for him, not us.”

He takes a mammoth drink of beer and wipes his mouth, putting the bottle by my plate and resting his hand on my shoulder. “But we’re good for now. I actually think that dumping Trent’s body may change the situation we’re in. The cops will think the pimp got him as payback, the pimp will be happy he didn’t have to take him out himself, and all of this may die down quicker than we thought.”

“Maybe.”

“Yeah... maybe.”

“Are you upset about Trent?”

“Of course. He was a bastard, but it still gets to me that all that shit happened.”

“Me too.”

“There’s not much we can do about it.”

I nod. “Maybe.”

“Yeah... maybe.”

He kneels next to me to wash my legs, quiet for a moment, focusing on my body and not our problems outside the room.

“That’s fantastic. You’re treating me like a queen.”

“Mhm.”

“I want to do something super nice for you... it’s too bad I suck at massages, you’re the expert at that, but I’ll think of something... something epic that will blow your mind.”

“... first day of my life, mmm-mm.”
He hums the Bright Eyes song, keeping the track on repeat. I graze his cheek and sing the next line about being glad I didn’t die before we met, my action producing a boyish smile that he tries to hide behind sealed lips.

“That’s your coy look.”

“What?”

“Your face right now. It’s telling.”

“Of what?”

“That you want me, but you’re pretending to be shy because you know it turns me on.”

“Mhm.”

I twist to face him, enjoying the cool towel around my ankles and between my toes as I run my fingers through his soft, short hair.

“Acting like a badass turns me on, too. So does a rough fuck. I found that out last night.”

“Mhm.”

“And quickies... I really like quickies.”

He nods and grins. “I’m making mental notes of all this. What else?”

I chug the rest of my beer as I think, licking my lips and setting the empty bottle down.

“Look at me.”

He tosses the towel onto the empty stool and looks up. Still on his knees, his strong hands grip my ankles.

His touch is electric, sending a tingling current from his palms, up my legs, to my young, inexperienced heart. What he said early this morning to Jack about not needing much—that his dreams revolve around love—gives me insight into just how lonely his life has been. Similar to how mine was after my mom was killed, right up until I met him.

“I’m in awe of you... truly happy.”

“In your head or your heart?” he asks, throwing me off for a second.

“That... that’s a good question. I was taught to use my head over my heart.”

“I can tell. So are you?”

He takes my hands and helps me off the stool, both of us aroused with full, wet lips as we walk over to the cot.

“No,” I respond, seduced by a finger sneaking down the front of my chest to my clit. “It’s not one or the other with you, it’s both. My head and my heart are both happy.” With a deep breath and a quick peek down, I anticipate the movement of his frisky finger. “And now other parts of me are happy too.”

“You mean this?” He ignites the room with a killer smile, slipping his finger inside while pressing his lips to mine with a maddening kiss. We fall to the cot in a burst of laughter, the scent of clean sheets filling the air as our bodies roll in wild play. Quick strokes, slow strokes, a light skim and a deep rub, our hands move incessantly, caressing one another’s flesh into sensual pleasure.

He hurries out of his boxers and kisses my belly and tits, sweeping his finger deep inside my excited pussy.

“Fuck, nothing should feel this good.” His eyes flow down my torso to his hidden finger, watching it move in and out. He lets out a quick inhale followed by a dirty smirk, stretching his body alongside mine, reclining on one elbow to study my face as I’m fingered.

“Are you going to stare at me until I cum?”

“Yep. You better believe I am. Nothing in this world is more stunning than watching you, and I’m not budging until I hear ‘oh, I’m cumming,’ tumble from your mouth.”

“You said that in such a sexy voice.”

“I try.”

My pulse races as he leans closer. His powerful kisses are telling me that his heart is heavy in love. He’s been awakened by an inescapable desire to have me. The greedy movements of his tongue and the coveting of my body make that apparent.

I’m his.

He’s mine.

“I bet that feels good,” he says with a nip to my chin.

His thumb prowls over my clit, tendering calculated and delicate movements... side to side... round and round... side to side.

“God, yes.”

“I have more to offer. I’m gonna take care of you. I promise.”

He changes positions, sitting upright between my legs so he can touch and play while witnessing my orgasm build throughout my entire body. His hot breath coats my stomach while his finger and thumb continue to pleasure my pussy and clit.

“I’m gonna protect you, beautiful. Be your man and love you hard... provide for you the best that I can until we get the hell outta this place... then I’m gonna do all those things twofold.”

My knee is gifted with affectionate kisses, making me giggle and reach out for him, needing to touch the taut muscles on his chest.

“Fuck me,” I whisper.

“Not yet.”

His dick swipes my inner thigh, leaving a warm trail of pre-cum on my skin.

“Tease.”

“I’ll be fucking you the moment you start to cum.”

“Uhhh.” I grab the sheets, my face beaming with heat. “This is torture.”

“You need me that badly?”

“Yes!”

“Perfect... but not yet.”

My leg’s raised and my calf nibbled, his tongue slinking to the sensitive area behind my knee, kissing and biting it until I squirm from the penetrating sensations shooting up to my clit.

“You’re so good at that... I’m lightheaded...”

“The more we fuck, the better it’s gonna get. Pretty soon I’ll have your eyes rolling back in your head.”

He watches my chest rise and fall, my breath stolen away with each slide and flick of his finger. He glances at his circling thumb then back to my tits. “I have such a nice view,” he says “That tight pink pussy’s waiting for me... your nipples are perky and red... and that sexy tongue of yours resting on your top lip tells me you’re ready.”

The combination of his deep, suggestive voice, endless finger play, and sensual mouth are about to make me cum. Quicker than ever before.

“Oh yes, beautiful. Keep squeezing my finger... it’s starting.”

I try to touch him again, but I can’t reach his body.

My hands settle for the sheets, pulling them closer and closer as my legs straighten and toes point toward the roof.

“In and out,” he says tenderly. “Imagine I’m on top of you, holding your wrists so you can’t move, fucking you like mad... in and out... you’re gonna cum. You’re gonna cum.”

“Jesus.”

“Here we go.”

“Fuck me,” I plead. “Put your hands and mouth all over me. Please... I want you...” My orgasm takes control, dominating my mind. “I want you... do it... fuck me!”

He’s on top of me in a flash, pushing my arms over my head and slipping his engorged cock deep inside.

“Uh, fucking hell,” he moans. “Addie, that’s incredible.”

We start to fuck, hard, his lower body rubbing over my clit with each movement. His dick’s coated with my wetness, gliding smoothly, deeper and faster with excitement. I whimper as he holds me close for several minutes, our tongues connected in passionate play.

“You’re beautiful... that parted mouth... just stunning. There’s nothing but pure pleasure on your face.”

My legs are brought around his hips, making it easier for him to rock into me.

His tongue pushes past my lips.

My breasts are held.

And my hard nipples are playfully pinched.

“I love being in you.”

A shiver runs from my chest to my toe, circling my distended clit on the way down. “Fuck, I’m so turned on.” My head rolls from side to side. “Touch me. Touch me everywhere.”

His tongue speeds down to my tits, sucking them as his hands squeeze my shoulders, neck, stomach and hips, slinking all over my skin while his cock thrusts into me.

“I’m... oh!” I cry out. “Quinn.” My jaw drops as we fuck faster. “Dear God!”

He stops to savor the contractions engulfing his cock, joining me in heaving breaths and erotic bliss. I’m overwhelmed with a deafening pleasure and an uncontrollable outpouring of emotions.

“I love you,” he whispers, sucking and tugging on my bottom lip with his teeth. My nerve endings are on fire. “I love you so much, Addie.”

With his fingers under my chin, he steadies my head to admire the height of my orgasm.

“I did this,” he says. “I gave you this.” He inches back and drives forward. “Feel me. Feel how big and hard my dick is... that’s all about you... I’m gonna cum now. I’m gonna cum for you.”

The cot’s metal springs squeak in concert with our racing bodies. I grab his hips and raise my legs, locking my feet behind his back.

“Fuck... fuck!” He kisses me and clutches the pillow, delivering all his energy and love into a vigorous fuck.

“Addie!”

His muscles are tense and words are muffled between panting breaths.

“Cum for me.” My fingernails seize his chest. “Cum.”

“Uh! Fuck!”

The smell of sex is heavy in the night air. Sweat drips down my neck... beads form on his abs... and our wet flesh merges as he cums.

His face is frozen in a ravishing pose. He’s been stolen from me, lost in another world as his eyes close and his cock erupts.

I wrap my arms around his heated body and put my nervous hand on the back of his head, guiding him closer to whisper in his ear.

“I love you.”

“Oh, my God... what?”

“I love you.”

“Holy... fuck...” He pulls out and collapses next to me, fighting for air while becoming dazed in a wave of elation. “No one’s ever said that to me before.”

“Not your ex?”

“No way. Never.” His chest heaves with jagged breaths.

“Well, I’ve never said it to anyone else.”

“No shit?”

“No shit.”

His brows rise in shock, moments later a cute blush of embarrassment takes over... but then he swings into typical guy mode...

With a raised chin and a confident grin, he says, “I already knew that.”

“Fuck you.” I laugh and smack his chest, sending us both into playful touches as we connect for another loving kiss.

“You okay?” he asks, slowly backing away.

“With you? Yes, I’m great, with everything else, not so much. I’m confused and worried that someone will find me out here, but I guess I’m doing okay. This is it for a few days... or a week... or however long. There’s no place else I can think to go.”

“You’ll be fine... we’ll be fine.” He rubs my arm and wraps his legs around mine, attempting to calm my fears. “It’s just a detour. It’s gonna take longer to get where we wanna go, but eventually we’ll arrive at that special place.”

“I wish I knew where that was.”

“Maybe it’s better not to know. It’ll be more of a surprise when we get there.”

“Quinn?”

“Hmm?”

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah, beautiful. I’m good... I’m damn happy we met.”

He makes steady eye contact, following the outline of my lips with his soft finger. His dick’s staying erect, twitching between us while my clit’s still firing rhythmic pulsations to my heart and down my legs. It’s the most idyllic moment I’ve ever experienced.