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  When he pulls up in front of my apartment, dread runs through me. It gets harder and harder to say goodbye to him every time. The little touches and scorching kisses have heated my blood to the point that I’m going to implode if we don’t take things further soon. Turning to him, I take a deep breath and try to think of the right words. Before I can express myself, he beats me to it.

  “I’ve been thinking. Since you have this weekend off, I’d like to take you out of town for the weekend.”

  At first, I’m too shocked to answer, but then I realize, it’s my chance to finally make my move since it doesn’t look like Slater is in too big of a hurry. I lean over and kiss him before smiling widely. “I’d love to go somewhere with you. Where are we going?”

  He presses his forehead against mine and smiles. “I’ll get everything together and let you know. Right now, you get your gorgeous ass inside and get some rest. I’ll see you tomorrow afternoon before you go to work.” Later that night, as I’m getting ready for bed, excitement flows through me. My frustration will be coming to an end soon.

  Chapter 6

  Slater

  This has been the longest fucking week of my life. I only thought the last few weeks were torture. Being so close to Elyse and only getting little touches and hot kisses has left me a frustrated asshole. My friends broke down and demanded that I either do something about it or stop coming into the shop. After planning a long weekend in New York, I arrange for Zander to babysit Duchess, and Brock is going to take calls for the shop. My dick is begging me to finally make love to Elyse because the fucker is tired of our daily shower jack-off marathons.

  George Henderson is planting tomatoes in his garden when I pull up next to Elyse’s little car. He strolls over and meets me at my truck. I’m about to greet him, but he interrupts me. “That girl is too sweet for you to mess with. If you don’t view this as a permanent situation, then get back in that monster truck and drive away before you cause her any more grief.”

  Anger surges through me before I’m able to control it, but then I smile tightly at the older man. “It’s not any of your business, but since you are just looking out for her, I’ll tell you this. I have more than permanent feelings for Elyse, so you have nothing to worry about.”

  The hair on the back of my neck stands up, and I glance up to see my girl standing in her doorway. Forgetting about George Henderson, I run up the stairs to pull her into my arms and kiss her. As her soft, curvy body melts into mine, the entire world fades away, and I forget everything except the gorgeous woman in my arms. George clears his throat, and the urge to strangle him fights with the animalistic needs coursing through my blood from holding Elyse so close. I manage to pull away slightly and grunt into her ear, “Let’s get your stuff and get going before I say to hell with it and keep you locked in your bedroom all weekend.” Interest glows in Elyse’s eyes, and I realize the next four hours until we check into our hotel are going to try my patience and the front zipper of my pants to their limits.

  Our flight is delayed twice due to mechanical issues, and it takes seven hours before we finally make it onto the plane. As we sit in first class, I debate whether or not anyone would notice me dragging Elyse to the bathroom to join the mile-high club but think better of it when the flight attendant walks by to offer us blankets. The knowing look on her middle-aged face tells me she has a good idea what is on my mind, and I have no intention of spending my weekend in a jail cell. The hotel receptionist lifts her head and gives me a confused look. I’m sure I look a little wild at this point.

  She smiles while looking between Elyse and me. “Hi, welcome to The Ritz-Carlton. Do you have a reservation?” Pulling myself together, I manage to get us checked in and headed up to our room within a few minutes. As we ride the elevator, I feel a slight tremor run through Elyse’s hand, and I squeeze it reassuringly. The small outward sign of her nervousness reminds me to take things slow with my girl, even though my cock is demanding that I throw her down on the bed the instant the hotel room door is closed behind us.

  I close the hotel room door and turn to find Elyse looking around the room. Knowing I need to do this the right way, I offer, “Would you like to change and go out to eat?”

  As she lifts her head, her eyes come up to meet mine, and desire shines brightly from them. Elyse shakes her head, then walks over to stand in front of me. “I don’t think I’d taste a bite of dinner. If it’s okay with you, I’d rather stay here with you.” Her words send all the blood in my body straight to my dick.

  I close my eyes and count to ten so I don’t grab her and lose my mind. While my eyes are closed, her soft hand runs down the center of my chest then slowly begins unbuttoning my shirt. I feel my breathing escalate as the cool air brushes my chest a second before she leans forward and runs her soft lips along the skin she’s exposing. Wrapping my hands in her silky brown hair, I lift her head and cover her lips with mine.

  As I back her up to the bed, I remind myself to slow down, but the blood thundering in my ears is making it hard to follow my own commands. After pushing her gently back on the bed, I finish removing the shirt and toss it aside. Her deep brown eyes darken even more as she follows my movements, then I watch a blush stain her neck and face when I begin to unfasten my pants. My beautiful girl takes a deep breath before slipping her hands under the waistband of her yoga pants and pushing them off. The sight of her pink, hairless pussy nearly drops me to my knees, and I have to close my eyes and take several breaths to calm my overheated blood.

  When I open my eyes, my girl is sitting up on the bed, reaching behind herself to unhook her bra. As it falls away, her perfect breasts come into view, and drool fills my mouth. “Lean back so I can look at you,” I manage to croak out and don’t even recognize my voice. Elyse leans back, and I drop my pants before prowling over and dragging her to the edge of the bed.

  Dropping to my knees, I kiss the soft skin on the inside of her knee then slowly run my tongue up the inside of her leg. I stop and repeat with the other side. Elyse is squirming on the bed by the time I run my tongue around her pink pussy lips. Her hands fist my short hair tightly, and the bite of pain eggs me on. After getting a taste of her wet slit, I nip at her hipbone and begin kissing and nibbling my way up her body. “I’ll never get enough of you.” I run my tongue around her adorable belly button and bite the little silver ring piercing it for a second, then keep going with my exploration. Before I can get any further, I pick Elyse up and lay her on the pillows at the top of the bed and crawl over her.

  Her luscious breasts call to me, and I taste the underside of one while running my fingers lightly over the other nipple. Elyse wraps a silky leg around my back and rubs her wet pussy on my stomach, causing a growl to rumble up the back of my throat. “Fuck, you’re going to kill me.” My dick is leaking cum steadily against her soft skin and begging me to make her mine. I run my tongue around her tight little nipple then suck as I pinch the other one. Elyse cries out as her hold on my hair intensifies. After giving both nipples equal attention, I kiss my way up her neck, leaving little bruises along the way. I’m a dick, but I want every other asshole out there to know this woman is taken.

  I cover her lips with mine and slip my tongue into her mouth to taste her sweetness. As our tongues tangle, Elyse runs her hands down my neck to my shoulders and digs her nails into my skin. She pulls her lips away from mine and looks up at me with pleading eyes. “I’m dying here. Are you ever going to use that monster on me?”

  I nip her ear and run my tongue around the little shell. “Are you sure you’re ready for the full service?”

  Elyse answers by slipping her soft hand between us and wrapping it tightly around my hungry cock. As she squeezes my hard flesh and runs her thumb over the sensitive head, I run through baseball stats in my mind to keep from coming in her hand. I pull back out of her reach and groan against her sweet-smelling neck. “I’m going to embarrass myself if you keep that up.”

  I spread her pussy lips with my fingers be
fore sliding a finger inside of her wet center. The tightness of her silky walls closing around my fingers warns me to take it slow with my girl. I hope I don’t embarrass myself and come on the first thrust into her softness. After lining my cock up with her pussy, I slowly begin to slide into her honeyed depths, and my eyes roll back in my head at the pleasure shooting down my spine. I wrap my arms under her shoulders, needing to get as close to my girl as possible. Her tight nipples rub against my chest and send sparks of electricity firing through my blood.

  Elyse gasps my name against the side of my neck, and goosebumps break out all over my body. As her pussy ripples around my cock, my thrusts increase, and she wraps her curvy legs around my hips. I’m unable to control myself when I whisper, “I’m so in love with you.”

  She stiffens against me for a second before panting against my ear, “I love you, too. Now, move your ass and fuck me.” That’s all the encouragement I need to let go of the last thread of my control. After pulling her leg over my arm, I lean back a little and drive into her. At this angle, it only takes a few thrusts before I feel the tingling at the base of my spine.

  Reaching between us, I rub her clit until her tight center begins to tremble around my cock, and Elyse leans up to bite the side of my neck before screaming my name. The tiny sting, along with the pulsations around my dick, causes me to lose the last of my control, and my cum shoots into her waiting pussy. I barely manage to fall onto my side and pull Elyse over onto my chest before my eyes are falling shut.

  My phone rings on the bedside table, and I open one eye and glare at the offending fucker. Elyse’s naked body is curled up next to me with one of her soft, luscious legs thrown over mine. My cock is cradled against her warm skin, and I don’t care what emergency is happening back home; I’m not answering that fucking phone. After reaching over and hitting the reject button, I run my hand over the soft skin around her shoulder, hoping she stirs soon.

  The fucking phone starts to ring again, causing me to swear loudly. When Elyse pulls away from me and delicately rubs the sleep from her eyes, I promise myself I’m going to kill whoever the fuck is calling this early and interrupting my morning with her. Grabbing the offending phone, I bark after sliding the button, “This better be life or death, and I mean someone is already dead.”

  Zander’s equally pissed voice comes back through at me. “I’m fucking tired of taking care of your strays. I was up all night long dealing with The One Stop Motel in town after your sister trashed the place...”

  I pull the phone away from my face and stare at it for a second, wondering if Zander meant to call me. I interrupt him. “Wait. I don’t have a sister, so you’re calling the wrong person. Have you been drinking?”

  “Look, Rachel Marsh showed up here yesterday and said she’s your sister. I remember that your mom was married to a Roger Marsh, so it sounded plausible. She needed someplace to stay, so I put her up in the motel.” I hear him arguing with someone before he returns to the phone. “I got a call at midnight from Tom at the motel. He said there’s several thousand dollars’ worth of damage to the room, and Rachel was nowhere to be found. When I got there, man, it looks like someone took an ax to the room. I don’t know what happened, but I’m worried about your pain in the ass sister.”

  Jesus, I haven’t seen my ex-stepsister in over ten years. Fuck. Elyse runs her soft hand down my back, and some of the stress eases. “Fuck. Do you have any idea what the fuck happened to Rachel?”

  “Not a fucking clue. I’ve got Brock watching your other pain in the ass, and I’m out looking for her. Dennis and Ed are out, too.”

  As all the possibilities run through my mind, I run a hand down my face. There’s no way I can leave Zander and Brock to deal with this mess without me, so it looks like our weekend away is getting cut short. Turning to Elyse, I sigh and growl into the phone, “Give me a few minutes to work things out, and I’ll call you back.”

  While I’m swearing under my breath, Elyse runs a hand down my arm and stands on her tiptoes to kiss me. “What’s going on?”

  Leaning my forehead against hers, I sigh. “Shower with me, and after we get dressed, I’ll explain everything. It’s nothing that affects our relationship, but I do have to go home.” Elyse follows me into the bathroom, and I silently promise to bring her back for another trip soon.

  Chapter 7

  Slater

  After I explain the entire situation to Elyse, she agrees it’s necessary for us to head home and assist in the search. It’s getting dark when we get to my house. The lights are on, and Zander’s truck is parked in the front driveway. The last I heard, they were all still searching for my missing stepsister.

  We walk in the kitchen door and hear Duchess’ little feet running across the house. Duchess barks excitedly before running over to jump up and paw at my legs. I pick her up and let the small dog lick my face before she turns and whimpers for attention from Elyse. After handing Duchess over to Elyse, I look up to find Zander and Rachel standing in the doorway. Although I’m relieved to see my stepsister, rage flows through me over my canceled plans.

  “What the fuck? Rachel looks perfectly healthy to me.” My growl echoes around the room, and Duchess whimpers in Elyse’s arms.

  Zander puts his hands up while squeezing his eyes shut tightly. I can see my friend is barely holding on, so I wait for the explanation. “Before you fly off the handle, let’s sit down and discuss this. Rachel just showed up here a little over an hour ago, and I didn’t call you because I knew you’d be home soon.”

  Elyse whispers to me she’ll wait in the other room, but I stop her. “No, you and I are together. I want you to hear whatever is going on, too.”

  Rachel reluctantly tells us the story of her abusive relationship with Dooley Daigle. She’s decided to break free of his abuse, but the asshole isn’t making it easy for her. He’s threatened all the businesses in the area, and now none are willing to take the risk of hiring Rachel. Rachel read about our shop in a magazine and decided to come to Darian in the hopes that I’d give her a job and help her start over.

  “What the fuck happened at the motel last night?” I still don’t understand why she trashed the hotel.

  “It was Dooley. I went to get a soda from the machine at the end of the hall, and when I rounded the corner to return, I saw him picking the lock on the door of my room.” She looks down at the table and plays with the edge for a second before looking back up at me. “I hightailed it the hell out of there. I guess he trashed the place because I wasn’t there.”

  Zander runs his hand down his face then sighs. “She was fucking scared of the asshole and didn’t know if we’d turn her away. I found her in your backyard, hiding out.” My friend takes mercy on me and offers, “Since the asshole is going to look for Rachel here first, she can stay with me until this shit is taken care of. Elyse should probably stay here just to make sure he doesn’t get anywhere near either of them.”

  I’m going to owe him way more than steaks. Gratitude flows through me, and I smile for the first time today. “I think that’s a smart idea. Elyse already has some stuff with her, and we’ll go get her enough for the coming week tomorrow.” Fuck, I think to myself, finding a way to move her in was so easy. Little does she know, I have no intention of ever letting her move back out.

  My stepsister and Zander argue non-stop until they make it out the door a little over an hour later. I promise Rachel we’ll find the time in the coming days to sit down and catch up on our lives from the last ten years. Monday, we’ll get Rachel started as a receptionist at TBD Auto, and Dennis will celebrate no longer having to perform receptionist duties along with his mechanic duties.

  We’re standing in the kitchen, and Elyse rubs Duchess under the chin for a moment then turns and looks up at me with a raised eyebrow. “Somehow, this conversation got away from me. When did I agree to stay here? I could always stay at Emerson’s until this is settled.”

  Knowing I need to tread lightly, I scoot around the counter and
wrap my arms around my girl. An idea comes to my mind, and I quickly run with it. “This asshole ex-boyfriend of Rachel’s sounds unpredictable. I would worry about you non-stop if you stayed anywhere except here. Please, don’t fight me on this.” It’s the truth.

  As Elyse relaxes into my body, I breathe a sigh of relief. “Okay. I don’t want to put Emerson at risk, either,” she agrees before turning in my embrace and wrapping her arms around my waist. “I just get scared sometimes at how fast all this is moving. You could crush me so easily.”

  I place my lips against the delicate skin behind her ear and breathe in her unique scent for a second before looking into her worried eyes. “We can take this slower as long as slower includes you staying here. Hell, you can sleep in another room. I won’t like it, and I’ll probably be cranky from missing you, but I’m willing to do whatever it takes to make you happy except taking chances with your safety.” Then I lean my forehead against hers before I make one last thing perfectly clear. “And I want you to know, hurting you would devastate me, so you don’t ever have to worry about that.”

  The moment is broken when my needy animal decides she needs to use the bathroom immediately and begins dancing at the patio door. Elyse pulls away slightly to look over at Duchess, then looks back at me. “I think another female needs a little of your attention right this minute.”

  Sighing, I turn to take the little pain in the ass out, but first, I turn back and wrap my hands around Elyse’s face and kiss her with all the love pounding through me. “You’re the only female who gets my special attention.”

  When I walk away, she’s leaning against the counter, staring at me with a lopsided smile on her flushed face. We both fall into bed dead tired, and my cock is begging me to keep Elyse up for just a little longer, but I know she’s had a long and emotional day. After kissing her, I turn off the light and pull her close before whispering, “I saw you walking a little gingerly this evening, and we’re both about to drop from exhaustion. I don’t want to do any permanent damage, so I’m just going to hold you close tonight.”