“So do the other two floors look the same as this?”
“Pretty much. Except on the main floor there is a wine tasting room. Bob Russell, who was the grandson to the original owner, had a tasting room put in years ago when they had the vineyards opened up to the public. But now they simply sell the grapes and no longer make wine on the property.”
“Wow. I can’t get over how beautiful it is. I would love to see it at Christmas time if they let us.”
Malcolm squeezed my hand and pulled me closer to him. “They’ll let us. Jonathon, Bob’s son is a huge NASCAR fan. I’ve given him plenty of VIP passes.”
With a smirk, I asked, “Is that why they let you just walk around their house?”
He laughed and guided me out the back and down a precious stone path. “Something like that.” The feel of his hand on my lower back guiding me was the best feeling in the world.
When we came upon a small cottage, I looked at him. “Please tell me this is our last stop. I’d give anything to feel you inside of me.”
Malcolm’s eyes turned dark and he practically pulled my arm out of the socket.
Throwing the door open, he pulled me inside and slammed the door shut. My dress was up and over my head before I even had a chance to adjust my eyes to the lower light in the cottage.
His lips crashed against mine while my fingers laced through his hair and grabbed a handful. We were acting like sex-starved teenagers, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
“Malcolm,” I moaned into his mouth as he lifted me and I wrapped my legs around him. Pressing me against the door he reached down and released himself.
“I missed you so much, baby,” he whispered in my ear.
My head dropped back as I felt his dick tease my entrance. “More,” I panted as he pushed in slightly.
Digging my fingers into his shoulders and squeezing my legs tighter, I begged him to give me more.
“I want you so much, Paislie. I’m going to come the moment I slip inside of you.”
“Yes!” I cried out. “Please . . . I want you too.”
My body was trembling as I anticipated what was going to happen next. Malcolm was going too slow, teasing me to the point where I wanted to scream.
“Damn it, Malcolm. Fuck me!”
That did it. He pushed his dick into me in one movement, causing me to whimper at being filled with him.
“Shit. Baby, did I hurt you?”
I shook my head and wrapped my arms around him. “Don’t move,” I whispered.
What started out as a desperate need changed the moment he pushed inside of me.
“Jesus, Paislie. No one makes me feel the way you do. I don’t need anything in life but this.”
Burying my face into his neck, I let my tears fall.
Being careful to not pull out of me, Malcolm brought me over to the sofa and gently laid me down.
His blue eyes locked with mine, while he ran the back of his hand down the side of my cheek. “When you’re not with me I can’t breathe. It’s as if you are the oxygen I need to survive.”
A small sob filled the air as I tried to form the words to speak. “No one has ever loved me like you have . . . I’ve never felt so alive.”
He closed his eyes and slowly pulled out and pushed back in. The feeling was beyond any words I could ever use. My heart felt whole for the first time in my life. This was what love felt like.
“Paislie . . . I love you.”
“I love you,” I whispered as his lips brushed over mine.
My back arched as he continued to make sweet love to me. I didn’t want this moment to ever end. Staying in this little cottage with Malcolm buried inside of me was my perfect heaven.
We were in perfect harmony as my hips moved in rhythm with his. The familiar feeling built as Malcolm kissed me gently. The feeling was deliciously slow as I wrapped my legs around him and called out his name. It wasn’t long before he pushed in as deep as he could while my name flowed from his lips.
Collapsing on top of me, Malcolm’s hot breath hit my neck. We both fought to regain our breathing as he pushed up and gazed into my eyes. “Tell me what you feel this very moment.”
The feel of him still inside of me had me smiling. “Blissfully happy. Complete. Loved beyond belief.”
His wide grin caused my chest to flutter. “You’re a part of me, Paislie. I’m sorry it took me so long to get out of my own head.”
I lightly ran my finger along his jawline and over his lips as I softly said, “You were worth the wait.” We both let out a chuckle as I lifted my brow. “But, we do have a lot to catch up on.”
“Like what?” he asked as he kissed the tip of my nose.
I lifted my eyes as if in thought. “Kissing. We have a lot of missed kisses we need to catch up on.”
The crooked smile had my heartbeat quickening. “Kisses got it. What else?”
“Lots and lots of orgasms. At least a hundred.”
The feel of his lips sliding across my neck caused me to let out a contented breath. “I bet I can think of ways to make up for those orgasms.”