Cabin Fever: A New Adult and College Romance (The Billionaire Romance Redemption Series Book 2) by Bella Love-Wins Page A
Authors: Bella Love-Wins
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asked, tugging at the opening of her robe to get it off.
As he took off his shirt, he noticed her skin had flushed at the question.
“Is it hot in here?”
“You’re hot, that’s why. And I’m about to help you with that.”
He stood up and glided the back of his hand up her cheekbone, and felt her shiver from his touch. She let out a shaky breath.
“You’re gorgeous when you’re bashful.”
“I’m…Okay, you got me this time.” She smiled, slowly backing up to the island and pulling him with her.
When all their clothes we off, she placed both hands backward on the counter to leap up and sit. She stretched out her hands to him, beckoning him to stand between her legs, which were slightly spread apart. This time, she gripped his shoulders and pulled him in like it was urgent. Her mouth found his, kissing him passionately, with fierceness he hadn’t seen from her before.
He took her lead, meeting her raw, carnal need head on. All her unyielding desire did was fuel his growing hunger. Everything he couldn’t say to her with words he expressed through his savage touch.
“Fuck. Andrew. I want you so bad,” she groaned into kiss.
Her voice was intoxicating. She reached a hand down to his erection. Instinctively, he slipped his hand down her stomach to her pussy.
“God. You’re so hot and wet, Abby.”
He spread her legs wide and pulled her hips to the end of the counter, continuing the voracious kiss. He wanted to remember every second with her. He stayed there for a while, trapped in the possessive kiss, taking a snapshot in his mind of her touch, her sweet smell, and the moment.
She was wild and eager, wrapping her legs on his hips and getting as close as she could to his hardness. He needed her more. He wanted to fill her. He stood up from their kiss, tipped her shoulders backward and glided his cock inside her. She let out a long, lustful hiss.
His thrusts found its rhythm. He held on to her at the waist, pulling back and easing into her at first. As her moans slowed down, he picked up the pace. He slammed into her harder, and her sounds morphed into a loud gasp. He released one hand from her waist, snaking it up to her beautiful breasts.
He caressed the outer curve with his fingers, and gently flicked her nipple at the same pace that he drove into her. With every thrust, he flicked harder, until she let out a cry. She didn’t need to tell him. He felt it from deep inside her walls.
“Come for me, Abby,” he growled.
She pulled one hand up and held it to her mouth as she whimpered through her explosion. He felt her channel tighten and flood. Her body followed—it trembled and went limp from her powerful orgasm. Feeling his was imminent, he pumped in and out, pressing in his fingers harder at her waist, to concentrate his movements.
“Don’t stop,” she begged softly.
She started to rock her hips gently, and it was enough to unfurl his hot, gratifying release. Unable to think, he let go of her waist and held himself up by leaning on the island. He gasped for air and strength. It was going to take some time before either of them could speak again, but given where they were, he pulled out and found the energy to carry her back to his room.
“You’re amazing, Abby,” he said as he lowered her to the bed.
“And you’re wonderful,” she said sleepily.
“I’ve got to get our clothes and clean up in there. I’ll be right back.”
“Don’t be too long.”
Andrew threw on a robe and hurried back to the kitchen. He brought their clothes into the room before heading back to wash down the center island. He smiled as he cleaned, knowing he wouldn’t look at that spot in the same way again.
After he was finished, he went back to join her in bed. The rest of the day would come and go, and maybe they would leave, but for now, as he fell asleep, Andrew was blissful.
***
It must have been the day for multiple phone calls. This time, it was the landline. Andrew woke up from a
As he took off his shirt, he noticed her skin had flushed at the question.
“Is it hot in here?”
“You’re hot, that’s why. And I’m about to help you with that.”
He stood up and glided the back of his hand up her cheekbone, and felt her shiver from his touch. She let out a shaky breath.
“You’re gorgeous when you’re bashful.”
“I’m…Okay, you got me this time.” She smiled, slowly backing up to the island and pulling him with her.
When all their clothes we off, she placed both hands backward on the counter to leap up and sit. She stretched out her hands to him, beckoning him to stand between her legs, which were slightly spread apart. This time, she gripped his shoulders and pulled him in like it was urgent. Her mouth found his, kissing him passionately, with fierceness he hadn’t seen from her before.
He took her lead, meeting her raw, carnal need head on. All her unyielding desire did was fuel his growing hunger. Everything he couldn’t say to her with words he expressed through his savage touch.
“Fuck. Andrew. I want you so bad,” she groaned into kiss.
Her voice was intoxicating. She reached a hand down to his erection. Instinctively, he slipped his hand down her stomach to her pussy.
“God. You’re so hot and wet, Abby.”
He spread her legs wide and pulled her hips to the end of the counter, continuing the voracious kiss. He wanted to remember every second with her. He stayed there for a while, trapped in the possessive kiss, taking a snapshot in his mind of her touch, her sweet smell, and the moment.
She was wild and eager, wrapping her legs on his hips and getting as close as she could to his hardness. He needed her more. He wanted to fill her. He stood up from their kiss, tipped her shoulders backward and glided his cock inside her. She let out a long, lustful hiss.
His thrusts found its rhythm. He held on to her at the waist, pulling back and easing into her at first. As her moans slowed down, he picked up the pace. He slammed into her harder, and her sounds morphed into a loud gasp. He released one hand from her waist, snaking it up to her beautiful breasts.
He caressed the outer curve with his fingers, and gently flicked her nipple at the same pace that he drove into her. With every thrust, he flicked harder, until she let out a cry. She didn’t need to tell him. He felt it from deep inside her walls.
“Come for me, Abby,” he growled.
She pulled one hand up and held it to her mouth as she whimpered through her explosion. He felt her channel tighten and flood. Her body followed—it trembled and went limp from her powerful orgasm. Feeling his was imminent, he pumped in and out, pressing in his fingers harder at her waist, to concentrate his movements.
“Don’t stop,” she begged softly.
She started to rock her hips gently, and it was enough to unfurl his hot, gratifying release. Unable to think, he let go of her waist and held himself up by leaning on the island. He gasped for air and strength. It was going to take some time before either of them could speak again, but given where they were, he pulled out and found the energy to carry her back to his room.
“You’re amazing, Abby,” he said as he lowered her to the bed.
“And you’re wonderful,” she said sleepily.
“I’ve got to get our clothes and clean up in there. I’ll be right back.”
“Don’t be too long.”
Andrew threw on a robe and hurried back to the kitchen. He brought their clothes into the room before heading back to wash down the center island. He smiled as he cleaned, knowing he wouldn’t look at that spot in the same way again.
After he was finished, he went back to join her in bed. The rest of the day would come and go, and maybe they would leave, but for now, as he fell asleep, Andrew was blissful.
***
It must have been the day for multiple phone calls. This time, it was the landline. Andrew woke up from a
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