Entwined-chapter 10
Chapter 10: Sunshine/Shadows
“Honey, wake up, we’re here,” Scott gently nudged me. I stretched and opened my eyes. “I love it when you stretch like that. Except, I love it better when you stretch against me,” he said smiling, desire shining in his eyes.
“You are insatiable,” I laughed and shook my head.
“Well, if you weren’t so delicious…” he said, leaning toward me and placing a lingering kiss on my lips.
“Mmmm…you taste pretty good yourself, Mr. Hall.” I smiled and patted his cheek. “C’mon, let’s go check out the house.” I jumped out of the car and headed for the front door. “Hurry up, slowpoke!” I hollered back as I unlocked the door and stepped inside.
Wow. This place is huge, I thought as I walked from room to room. Nice kitchen, big living room with a large comfy looking couch, and enough bedrooms for everyone. Of course, Scott and I only need one; the same with Paul and Steph. Oh, this is the one. In the middle of the bedroom sat a huge antique bed with a wedding ring quilt on top.
“Honey! Where are you?”
I leaned out the doorway of the bedroom. “In here.”
Scott came into the room with our suitcases. His eyebrows rose. “This gonna be our room, love?”
“I think so. What do you think?”
“I think as long as it has a bed, I’m happy.”
“One track mind. Look at the ocean view we have. We can go to sleep listening to the waves crash.”
“You’re gonna go to sleep worn out,” Scott cockily replied, grabbing me around the waist. “I have you alone with no chance of anyone pounding on the door or calling on the phone to ask us what we’re doing…”
I laughed and kissed him. “They have been pretty rotten to us lately, haven’t they?”
“Yep. And if they bother us while we’re in bed, I’m likely to hurt them.”
“No, you won’t, you’ll be busy. Did you bring in the food?”
“No.”
“Well, you better go get it before it spoils or melts and you get distracted,” I said, pushing him toward the door and smacking him on the ass.
“You’re gonna pay for that one, sweetheart,” Scott said as he walked out of the room.
“Promises, promises. I’m gonna take a quick shower,” I replied, shutting the door behind him.
Fifteen minutes later, I was out of the shower. Strange I didn’t have company, I thought as I opened the bedroom window. Hmmm…I wonder what he’s up to. Not in the living room. Empty sacks in the kitchen, no Scott. I walked to the French doors that opened out onto the deck. There he is, leaning on the deck railing with his shirt off, barefoot. My, he is a gorgeous man. Broad shoulders, chest and back, trim waist, great ass, strong arms. I love him so much.
I padded out onto the deck, wrapped my arms around Scott’s waist and laid my chin on his shoulder. “Whatcha doin’, handsome?”
Scott pulled me up in front of him. “Watching the sunset.”
“It’s beautiful,” I whispered, leaning back against Scott’s chest.
“Not as beautiful as you,” Scott whispered back, kissing the top of my head and hugging me tightly.
We stood silently watching the sky turn shades of blues, pinks, and purples until the first stars began to shine in the growing darkness.
Scott turned me around to face him. “Do you know how happy you make me?”
I smiled. “I do?”
“Happier than I’ve ever been in my life. You make me feel complete. It’s like a piece of a puzzle I didn’t realize I was missing.”
My eyes filled with tears. “Oh Scott, you make me feel complete and happy too.”
Scott smiled and wiped the tear glistening on my cheek. He looked deep into my eyes. “I love you, Songbird.”
I threw my arms around his neck and hugged him for all I was worth. “Oh God Scott, I love you too.”
Scott leaned down, picked me up and kissed me. I wrapped my legs around his waist and deepened the kiss. He carried me into the house to the bedroom, put me back on my feet and stood in front of me. Reaching down, he slowly unlaced the front of my sundress, a gleeful look on his face as he dropped it to the floor. Laying me down on the cool sheets in the moonlight, he joined me on the bed.
“You are so beautiful. Your skin just glows in the moonlight. I never get tired of touching you,” he whispered, his large hand stroking down my body, sending shudders of desire racing through me.
“I love it when you touch me,” I sighed and moved my hips closer to his.
Scott’s eyebrows rose and a smile tugged at his lips. “And just where would you like me to touch you?”
“Anywhere, everywhere…” I gasped as his hand moved gently back and forth over my breast.
“You know, that’s a lot of possibilities. I could touch you here,” stroking across my belly, “or here,” sliding up and down my arm, “or here,” his head dipping, licking across my nipple, teasing it into a hard peak, “or here,” sliding his hand between my legs to tease the nub hiding in the dark curls.
“Oooo baby, that feels so good. Don’t stop,” I breathed, grabbing his head to hold it closer to my breast.
Scott pulled away and chuckled at me. “You want me to stop?”
“No!” I grabbed his head and drew his lips to mine. My hands traveled to the button of his jeans. I tugged and popped the button, sliding the zipper down to release him from the denim. I reached inside to stroke him through his boxers.
Scott threw his head back and sucked in a deep breath. “Oh girl, you are gonna be the death of me.”
I giggled evilly as I pushed him on his back and stood to pull his jeans and boxers off. “I’ve just gotten started.”
His eyes snapped open. “Just what are you planning to do to me?”
“Oh…everything. Just make you feel as good as you make me feel,” I stated, crawling back up beside him on the bed and caressing his chest.
I bent down and laid a line of kisses from his collarbone to his bellybutton, flicking my tongue around in the small indent. Scott’s hand gently caressed my head, his fingers playing through the curls and traveling up and down my shoulders. I smiled up at him and kissed my way back up to his mouth, devouring his lips hungrily. When I finally broke the kiss, I caught his bottom lip between mine and sucked as I pulled away, releasing it with a wet smack.
“Hey, come back here,” Scott complained and grabbed at me as I moved back down his body.
“Uh-uh. I’m busy. You just lie back and enjoy,” I said and removed his hands. I smiled at him and straddled his hips.
“Where you goin’ little girl?” Scott asked, sliding his hands up my body to cup my breasts in his huge hands.
“Here,” I answered and guided him inside me. “Mmmm…you feel wonderful,” I sighed and slid my body down until I was fully impaled on him. My head dropped back as his hands ran over my body and rested on my hips.
“I want you closer,” Scott growled. I moaned when he pulled down on my hips and pushed himself deeper inside me.
I opened my eyes and looked into his. I smiled and slowly started to ride him, moving up to the very tip of him and plunging back down. He matched my rhythm, holding on to my hands to give me balance. Our motions became faster as wave after wave of pleasure crashed through our bodies. Finally, our rhythm reached a crescendo and we cried out at the same time. Exhausted, I collapsed on Scott’s chest and his arms wrapped around me, holding me gently.
I shivered as the cool ocean breeze hit my damp skin. Scott rolled onto his side taking me with him and pulled the covers over both of us. “I love you, Catherine,” he whispered and gathered me closer into his arms, kissing me gently. “I don’t know what I would do without you.”
“I love you too, Scott. And you will never have to do without me. I promise.” I reached up and traced his lips with my fingers. I snuggled down into his arms and we drifted off to sleep to the sound of the waves lapping onto the beach and the breeze blowing gently through the curtains.
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Outside the window, Craig clenched and unclenched his fists. He had followed Scott and Catherine from the airport to the beach house. He had watched and listened as they declared their love for each other, jealousy and hatred burning through his body. He had watched while Scott had picked up Catherine and kissed her, her legs wrapping around his waist. When they had gone into the house, he crept up onto the deck and listened at the window while they had made love. The sound of his Catherine moaning and crying out for Scott made him sick to his stomach. He looked in the window at Catherine curled up in Scott’s arms. She was his and he would have her back. Hall didn’t deserve her. He would have her back. No matter what it took. He looked one more time at the sleeping lovers, a snarl curling his lip as he crept off the deck into the darkness.