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Authors: C.J. Fallowfield

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‘Never when I’m with you.’ I laughed as his face
lit up and he lifted my hand and kissed it as we began to rise and I
desperately tried to hold in the scream of excitement. It was still a beautiful
sunny night and Dan spoke more than I’d ever heard him speak as we flew low
over the loch and his island and he pointed out all the stunning sights. The
scenery was even more magnificent than when I’d been in winter. Now they were
sheets of vivid purple heather adorning the mountains and the green of the
trees seemed all the more lush. As we reached the end of the loch I let out a
startled scream as the helicopter banked to the left and heard Dan and Dean
laughing through my headphones. ‘Warn me next time,’ I giggled as I leaned over
and kissed him.

‘So I hope you’re hungry.’

‘I am. Are we already heading back to the hotel?’
I asked, disappointed.

‘No. There’s somewhere I want to take you, where
we can watch the sunset while we eat and … whatever,’ he grinned with a wink. I
knew exactly what he was thinking. He always seemed to be thinking it. There
again since meeting him in that tiny airport last year it was all I could think
about as well. I marvelled at how easily Dean landed on a strip of ground,
flanked to the left by a thick wall of fir trees. ‘Wait here, I’ll come and
help you down in a second.’

‘Ok,’ I smiled. This was totally surreal. Dan
kissed me as he undid my straps, then put an arm under my knees and another
around my back as he lifted me out and I clung to his neck.

‘Hold tight and keep those legs crossed. I don’t
want Dean getting a glimpse of my property.’

‘We’ve yet to negotiate terms and ownership
rights, Mr. Davenport,’ I reminded him as I planted a kiss on his lips and
squeezed my thighs together.

‘There is no negotiation. The minute you let me
inside you was the minute I owned you.’

‘Has anyone ever accused you of possessiveness?’ I
enquired with a smile, as he started to walk.

‘Maybe once or twice, nearly as often as cocky and
arrogant,’ he smirked.

‘I loved that flight, it was amazing. Thank you so
much.’

‘You’re welcome. I hope you enjoy the rest of the
night as much.’ He dipped his head and kissed me again and I smiled and rested
my head on his shoulder, beyond happy. He carried me to a small open topped
vehicle, that almost looked like a boat on wheels. He settled me in on a
thoughtfully provided blanket, more to keep my dress clean than for the cold, it
was still baking hot. He climbed in beside me, started the engine and took off
up a path through the forest. I looked left and right trying to take it all in,
the smell of the fresh air and fir trees was such a contrast to the air in
London, but most of all the scenery was spectacular the higher we climbed,
though I was having a hard time taking my eyes off Dan. I just couldn’t
comprehend how this complex man had wormed his way so deeply into my heart in
such a short space of time. Not that he seemed all that complex now he’d
finally come clean. It was like confessing to me had suddenly freed him, that
the burden of guilt at his “cheating” had been lifted and he was free to be
himself again. I only hoped that us spending as much time together as we could,
would help him forgive himself and give him the strength to let her go. I
gasped as we suddenly left the trees behind and came across the most beautiful
hidden clearing at the foot of a rocky outcrop, with a waterfall cascading into
the crystal clear pool at the bottom. Dan parked up and hurried around to lift
me out and carried me over to the edge of the water, where a picnic blanket had
been laid out, with a hamper at the side and a bottle of Champagne was chilling
in the pool.

‘You did all this?’ I uttered, as he gently
lowered me, his hands around my waist.

‘I’m good but even I can’t conjure waterfalls out
of thin air for you,’ he winked, making me laugh. ‘I asked Mr. & Mrs.
McAdams to come with Dean to set up, before he dropped them at home and picked
me up. Hungry?’

‘Starving,’ I replied, as I squeezed his tight
backside with a twinkle in my eye.

‘Why do I get the feeling you’re not talking about
food?’ he laughed.

‘Call me crazy, but a romantic set up, hot as sin
guy and
seriously
accessible clothing spells out wild sex before food to
me.’

‘Wild sex later, right now I’d like to lay you
down on this blanket and savour you, slowly.’

‘Now you’re talking,’ I sighed as he clasped my
face and kissed me tenderly.

 

Dan

I wasn’t sure she believed me when I told her that
I’d never brought anybody here before. It was a place I’d come across during my
hiking vacation, the year I met Moira. It was a sanctuary, somewhere I often
came if I needed to clear my head, to get even further away from it all. I
smiled as I heard Ellie sigh and nuzzle against my chest. I’d taken my time
exploring her perfect body, making her come a number of times before finally
making love to her. Nothing else mattered when we were touching, kissing or
holding each other. It was like she was my missing half, a spear of light in
the darkness I’d been living in for the last four years. I couldn’t remember
the last time I felt so …
happy
.

We’d eaten a feast of stuffed olives and vine
leaves, pate, bread, cheese and sweet ripe fruit. Ellie had enjoyed most of the
Champagne and had soon fallen asleep tucked closely against me, just wearing my
loose shirt, me in my boxers, after we’d watched the sky turn from rich hues of
pink, orange and red to a star filled blackness with only the light of the moon
and the dozen or so solar sunlight jars scattered around us. I’d never done
romance before, not even with Rebecca, but I wanted to for Ellie. She brought
out a side of me that I didn’t even know existed. A side where her happiness
meant the world to me, it was now my primary mission in life. I kissed her
forehead and smiled as she scrunched up her nose in an adorable way. Damn it, I
was hard again. I’d always been a sexual guy, but this was getting ridiculous,
I wanted her every minute of every day. Fuck it, I was going to have her again,
right now. I clasped her chin and tilted her head back and started to kiss her,
my cock swelling even harder as desire to take her again flowed through my
veins. She moaned in half dazed surprise for a moment and then opened herself
up to my probing tongue as she shifted against me, her fingers tightening on my
hip. I wanted her desperately, not in a gentle tender way this time. I wanted
to fuck her, hard and fast. I pulled at my shirt, sliding it off her arms as
she opened her eyes and her pupils expanded as she looked into mine and saw the
urgency in me, then helped wriggle free as she tugged at my boxers. I didn’t
give her a chance to push them all the way down before I rolled over her and
prised her knees apart with my own and plunged straight into her warm folds,
her scream of pleasure and her nails raking down my shoulder blades spurring me
on.

‘Ellie,’ I groaned as the pleasure of being inside
her outstripped any drug or alcohol fuelled binge I’d had in my youth, she was
all the high I needed. She was everything I needed. Everything I’d forgotten I
was missing. Everything I never wanted to miss again.

‘Dan … ahhh … uh,’ she whimpered below me as she
tried valiantly to keep pace with my frantic thrusts. I felt like I was going
die if I didn’t come inside her soon.

‘You kill me,’ I murmured as I kissed her neck
while I angled myself to give her the maximum level of pleasure I knew how.
‘You bloody kill me woman.’

‘You can … talk,’ she panted, as she wrapped her
legs around my waist and rocked against me, her high pitched cries rising
higher and higher, spurring me on. The sticky heat of the night enveloped us,
added to by the friction of our moist bodies gliding against each other’s. I
grunted as she tightened around my shaft, her lubrication taking the edge off
the burn as I pounded inside her. ‘Dan …
Dan …
DAN!’

‘Ellie,’ I growled, as I felt her orgasm rip
through her. I gritted my teeth, this wasn’t ending now, I needed to resist, to
keep going. She wasn’t making it easy for me, her body trembling below mine,
her mewls of pleasure stiffening my cock even further. I’d never had a problem
making women come, but she was the first to take away my own damn control. It
was like my brain and cock were no longer communicating. I screwed up my face
as I fought against coming and pressed down against her harder, stretching her
thighs, rubbing against her stiff little clit as she sobbed my name. ‘One more
time Ellie, I need it, give it to me.’

‘You’ll … kill me,’ she gasped as she bit my ear
and I felt her nails break through my flesh as her legs tightened. ‘But …
damn
,
what a … way to go,’ she whispered, as I let out a chuckle and rotated my hips
making her scream again. I closed my eyes and willed myself not to come as I
felt her rising to another crescendo. Christ she was responsive, not unlike me
when I was buried inside her.

‘Ellie, now. Come now. Come for me, baby,’ I
ordered through gritted teeth and a furrowed brow.

‘Dan, I … I … I
love
you,’ she cried, as
her body shattered underneath me, along with my heart and self-control as I
blasted her insides with a roar. No one since Rebecca had told me that they
loved me and meant it. It felt like someone had my heart in a vice, the tightening
around it was painful. A seriously painful reminder that I couldn’t fuck up
this time, that she’d entrusted
her
heart to me and I was going to have
to do whatever it took to keep it, and her, safe. No way was I losing her
again. I collapsed on top of her, both of us panting into each other’s necks.

‘I’m bloody drowning in you woman,’ I sighed as I
eventually lifted my head and smoothed her hair off her damp forehead and
looked down into her glittering eyes, full of tears.

‘And me in you,’ she whispered, as a few stray
drops rolled down her face and I kissed them away.

‘Why are you sad?’

‘I’m not. I’m happy,’ she sniffed.

‘Why do women cry when they’re happy?’ I asked
puzzled. It was a phenomenon I just couldn’t get my head around.

‘Why do bears shit in the woods? I don’t know,’
she replied with a smile and I laughed. ‘You’re not lying to me, there’s no
bears in these woods are there?’ she asked, looking all serious for a moment.

‘No, no bears. Just a python or two,’ I chuckled,
as I thrust my still erect cock deeper inside her making her laugh.

‘God, I bet I look a mess. I’m so hot and sticky.’

‘You look stunning as ever,’ I replied, brushing
my lips across hers. ‘But I know an excellent way to cool you down.’

‘What?’ she asked, looking up at me with those
innocent fucking lagoons of green. Those emeralds I brought her didn’t have a
patch on her eyes. I quickly pulled out of her and hauled her up into my arms
with a smirk on my face. Her eyes went wide as she looked at me, then over to
the pool, then back at me and shook her head. ‘No!’

‘Yes,’ I laughed and strode over.

‘NO!’ she screamed and started to writhe in my
arms. I was about to launch her into the air, when I realised the look on her
face was pure terror and realisation hit me like a sledgehammer. She was still
traumatised by her fall into the loch. ‘Don’t, please don’t,’ she begged.

‘Hey, hey, I’m not going to let you go, take a
deep breath ok? I’m sorry I didn’t mean to scare you.’

‘Please don’t,’ she replied, as she tightened her
arms around my neck, her heart beat racing wildly against my chest.

‘I’m not going to throw you in and I’m not going
to let you go, but you need to conquer this fear of the water, Ellie.’

‘Why?’ she moaned, as she buried her face in my
chest.

‘Because you’re going to be living on an island
with me, surrounded by water. You don’t have a choice.’

‘Living with you?’ came her surprised voice, as
she raised her eyes to look into mine. Fuck, had I just said that out loud? Was
I seriously ready for that after so long alone?

‘Let’s deal with one major issue at a time shall
we? How about I slowly walk into the water while I hold you. I promise I won’t
let you go.’

‘A proper promise? A boy scout’s promise?’

‘A boy scout’s promise,’ I nodded and kissed her
as I walked forwards.

‘Don’t you dare let me go,’ she warned. ‘Never,’ I
replied sincerely as I waded in and her grip tightened.

 

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