Learning at 40 (Lakeside Cottage Book 2) by L.B. Dunbar

Author:L.B. Dunbar [Dunbar, L.B. & Dunbar, L.B.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: L.B. Dunbar Writes, Ltd.
Published: 2021-09-15T23:00:00+00:00

16

[River]

“Angel,” he groans like a battle cry before he stills. His body cages mine as he goes off inside me, pulsing, pumping, teasing me with what he could give me.

I quickly dismiss the thought of a priceless treasure—a child of my own.

Zack collapses over me, heavily breathing and spent. His slick chest glides along my back, and perspiration rolls down my neck. It’s so warm in the little hut in my tree, and I start to giggle.

“I’m a mess,” I mutter. My hair is plastered to my face. My thighs are slick. Zack chuckles and presses a kiss on my shoulder blade.

“Come on,” he says, slapping my backside, and I yelp as he slips out of me.

What the hell? I’m not into the spanking thing, and I’m about to tell him this when I peer over my shoulder and see him smiling like I’ve never seen him smile. Dazzling. It’s the only word to describe those white teeth digging into his lower lip while his entire mouth curves upward.

“Put this back on for a second,” he says to me, holding out my dress. I can hardly move. There also isn’t space to stretch, nor is there enough airflow as we are tucked behind the walls. Zack places a hand on my back to help me upright, and I slip the linen dress over my sweaty body. He struggles back into his sports shorts.

“Scoot.” His cheerful voice is something I’ve never heard as he commands me to move so he can tug the sleeping bag out from underneath me. “Follow me.” He leads the way to the exit of the tree house, and I can’t help but laugh louder.

“Where are we going?”

“More adventure.” The smile on his face fills his voice, illuminates our dim surroundings, and warms my insides. He sounds so . . . happy.

He climbs down the ladder, holding up a hand to help me down after him. With the blanket slung over his shoulder, he takes my hand and leads me forward.

“Careful.” He guides us in the pitch dark down the one hundred and fifty wooden steps to the shore. His eagerness has him skipping steps and taking them sideways with his long feet in order to keep his hand in mine, but I’m slowing him down.

“Just go,” I encourage with a laugh and allow us to slip apart.

“But you’ll still follow me?” His voice hints at vulnerability again. Doesn’t he realize he’s the one who will eventually be leaving, not me?

“I’ll be right behind you.” Following you anywhere. Upon my reply, he continues to skip down the steps, and I watch as he reaches the beach. He snaps the sleeping bag out to lay across the dark sand and then tugs down his shorts. I reach the base of the steps and laugh loud and strong as he runs for the water, naked as the night. His white backside reflects in the dark before he marches into the water and disappears with a graceful dive.

Nearing the sleeping bag, I see him pop up and shake his head.

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