Page 38 of Daring Destiny
I’m beginning to think he doesn’t evenrealizeit.
At the rate he’s going, he’ll have a stroke by the time he’s forty.
So, I have two competing objectives this week. I’m going to keep his heart rate up by fucking him senseless as much as humanly possible. I’m also forcing him to relax and get some sleep.
“Is this where we’re staying?” My eyes light up when he pulls into the driveway of The Parker. “You’ve outdone yourself, B.”
Brennan stops at the valet and tosses the attendant the keys. The mid-century hotel is pure retro-vibes and opulence, with fifty-foot palm trees towering overhead and peeps of the mountains beyond. He opens the door for me and holds out his hand. “It’s the fanciest hotel in Palm Springs and it’s also very private.”
We step inside the lobby filled with vintage furniture and modern touches making it feel cozy yet luxurious. This place is perfect. I’m beyond excited to spend focused time with Brennan in this oasis. We head up to our room, stopping to make out every so often. Finally, we arrive at our suite and it’s everything I could have imagined. Warm desert tones, plush furniture, and a balcony overlooking the gardens and pool.
“It’s perfect.” I motion for Brennan to join me on the balcony.
He follows me out and we take in the view of the winding paths we walked on lined with lush greenery and vibrant flowers. The soft glow of fairy lights flickers by the pool area, creating a warm, romantic glow over the property. The cool, evening breeze catches my hair and I feel like I’m in heaven.
“You know, I’ve been thinking about this trip for weeks.” I lean back against him. “I’m regretting how long it’s taken to get this organized.”
He wraps his arms around my shoulders. “Yeah?”
“Yeah.” I grip his wrists. “I missed you.”
Brennan squeezes me and kisses the back of my head. “I’ve missed you too, A. More than anything. Video chats aren’t enough.”
“So…what now?” I look up at him, hoping he can read my mind. All of the nonsense I spewed at him the night we had dinner at his parents—ridiculous. I want us to be an official couple. I hope he still wants the same thing.
His hands skim down to my breasts. He cups them and strums my nipples with his thumbs. “I’m going to enjoy the fuck out of this week. You and me. Naked. No distractions.”
“Yes.” I gasp when he sucks my ear between his lips. “Sounds perfect.”
He slowly turns me toward him, pushes my hair over my shoulder and kisses the side of my neck. “I want to be inside you.”
“Where you belong.” I slip out of my tank top and toss it on the lounger, undo my pants and step out of them.
“Holy mother of God, you’re perfection,” he hisses as he scans me from head to toe.
I’m not, but I’ll take it.
Brennan’s fingertips trace the wispy straps of my white lace bra and skate down to the elastic of the matching panties. His touch ignites me— my entire body is heated. More so when his lips graze my shoulder, back up my neck to my ear.
Sliding my palms up his torso, on either side of the buttons of his white shirt, I take my time undoing them one by one. Push it down his arms and it falls to the floor. For all his insecurities about his weight, Brennan looks amazing. Sure, his body’s a little softer, but he’s so fucking handsome. A little extra fluff doesn’t matter to me. At all.
I’m going to show, not tell him, though. Words won’t have the same impact as my lips kissing every inch of his body.
I dip my fingertip into the waist of his pants above the zipper where the tip of his cock peeps out. Brennan groans as he watches me. “Ah, fuck—”
“You make me crazy too.” I lean and kiss his chest above his heart, swiping the tip of my tongue on his flat, brown nipple. “You’ve kept me crazy for too long.”
“Toolong,” he repeats, raising a brow before lifting me into his arms and carrying me into the room. “Let’s get one thing clear, though. I’m not into giving the other guests a show, I want you all to myself.”
He lays me back on the mattress, which is firm yet plush. The cool, high-thread-count sheets feel like silk against my skin. “Oh my God, we’re never leaving this room.” I waggle my fingers for him to join me.
Like clockwork, Brennan’s phone starts buzzing. He glances over to the table where it’s plugged in and I take his face in my hands. “No. You arenotthinking about work when you’re about to fuck me. You’re not a stupid man.”
“You’re right, it’s habit.” Brennan kisses my shoulder, dragging the tip of his tongue up my neck and jaw. He turns my face to meet his and presses his lips to mine. “I’m going to take my time and taste every inch of your body.” He tugs on my earlobe with his teeth. “You’ll be so wet and ready for me, I’m going to fuck you so hard you see stars.”
Oh. My. God.Yesssss.
“I’ll let you in on a little secret. I’ve been wet since the second I boarded the plane in Seattle and started daydreaming about this moment.” I reach for his belt.