His words sent a force from my head to my toes. It melted each inch of me. I couldn’t think about what would happen tomorrow, or the day after that. This moment was too strong. It encompassed my entire understanding of reality. For all I knew, it was just me and Xavier left on the planet Earth.
I let him take me back through the water and up the hill. The fact that our clothes were laying in the grass didn’t bother me. There was an outdoor shower, and when he turned the handle, cool water cascaded over us both. Pouring body wash in his hand, he washed me everywhere, taking extra time at my center. I was in a trance and breathing hard by the time he’d washed himself and carried me through the sliding door to the cabin’s bedroom. Still wet, he lowered me down on the bed, commanded me to stay still, and then went to his bag in the corner.
He returned with several pieces of red silk. “You’re mine tonight,” he proclaimed as he lifted my hands above my head and tied them to the bedpost. “Don’t bother fighting.”
“I don’t want to,” I answered honestly.
My response had a visceral effect on him. I could see it in the way he licked his lips and edged his legs closer to the bed. I watched silently as he tied my ankles to the bottom bedposts. I was contained, but not trapped. To be trapped, I would have to want to leave, and I didn’t have any desire to go anywhere.
Finished with binding me to the bed, Xavier retrieved a condom from his bag and rolled it onto his already hard length. He took his time coming back to the bed, crawling onto the comforter, and nestling himself between my stretched legs.
Seizing the thickest part of my thighs, he squeezed them in an almost massage-like way. As his hands made their way up the length of my body, each muscle received its own special treatment. At my chest, Xavier paused.
I took in a sharp breath, anticipating what was to come next. Before I could exhale, Xavier slapped my breast. It stung in pain, and I cried out. Xavier cocked his eyebrow and looked at me, the question clear. I nodded. I was trembling, slightly afraid but also eager for more.
“Tell me to stop,” he said, “and I stop. No questions.”
“I understand,” I whispered through my teeth. I might have sounded like I was in pain, but the truth was that I was so turned on I could barely speak. Each exhale that left my body threatened to be a moan, and Xavier had only begun touching me.
Taking both my nipples between his fingers, he lightly twisted. A complicated concoction of pleasure and pain ripped through me. I cried out, my shriek as much of a hybrid as the sensation Xavier was subjecting me to.
The man above me grinned wickedly and gently rubbed the sore spots he’d just abused. My nipples responded to the fresh touch, and somehow, became even harder.
“Are you ready for me?” Xavier huskily asked, taking his length in his hand.
I nodded.
“Say it.”
“Yes. Yes, I’m ready for you.”
He shimmied back to his spot between my legs. I braced myself, expecting a quick and violent entry. Instead, Xavier eased slowly inside, taking me careful inch by careful inch. My walls impatiently sucked at his width, eager to get as much of him as possible. Xavier watched as he entered me, his entire focus on the task at hand.
Bracing himself on the bed with his palm, he began to rock. It was the slowest I’d ever been taken. The pleasure that stroked against my core was warm and languid. I dropped my head back and let it take me under.
On and on, Xavier pulsed into me, taking me in a tender way that I never would have thought a man like him could. It was a stark contrast to the damage he’d just done to my breasts, but it was welcome. The pleasure doubled and exploded, sending shock wave after shock wave through me. Xavier watched my face as I rode the waves, his lips parted and sweat trailing down his temple.
With a curse, he released himself into me. I squeezed my walls around his length, milking him and encouraging him on. His explosion, just like mine, seemed to extend for the longest time. Finally, he pulled out of me and fell back on his haunches. Our labored breathing patterns blended together and filled the room.
Xavier let out a long breath and wiped his face. “The things you do to me,” he murmured.
“Likewise.”
***
A fire crackled in the living room when I got out of the shower. I stopped drying my hair and stared in amazement. “You did that?”
Xavier smirked and put another log on the fire. “You think I was always a city boy?”
“No.” I smiled back. “You proved yourself out there in the woods today. I don’t think I could identify an oak tree if my life depended on it. But building a fire is another level of awesome.”
“It might be too warm, but I thought it would add some nice ambiance.”
“It does,” I agreed, looking past him to the screen door. It must have been nearly midnight, but I wasn’t tired at all. Each cell in my body felt intensely alive. I vibrated with energy, feeling eager and alert like I never had before.
Out in the woods, crickets and frogs chirped. The main lodge was just a short walk away, but for the most part, we were on our own. It was perfect. I wished we could stay forever, just me and Xavier, holed up in the middle of nowhere. I wouldn’t even care about how we got by. We could fish in the lake and scrounge for berries and mushrooms in the woods, for all I cared. There would still be something fairy tale-like about our existence, and that would be good enough for me.
I pressed my lips tight together and turned my back away from the screen door. There was no point in entertaining such dreams. I needed to just focus on enjoying the weekend. If I didn’t, then I risked wasting the entire trip.
A familiar ringing pierced the air. Xavier’s eyebrows pushed together, and he stood up. “Is that your phone?”
“Yeah. I wonder who would be calling this late.” Fear pitter-pattered through me. A late-night call often only meant one thing. An emergency.
With thoughts of my parents or Ann-Marie, and a dozen terrible things that could have happened to any of them on my mind, I rushed to the bedroom and snatched my phone off the charger. When I saw it was Dan calling, I heaved a relieved sigh.
“Hello?” I answered.
“Riley, it’s Dan. I know it’s late, but I’m calling because I need you to open tomorrow morning.”
I cringed. “I can’t. I’m still out of town.”
“Out of town?” he barked. “What do you mean you’re out of town?”
“I’m in Connecticut, at a cabin in the middle of the woods. I requested this weekend off, remember?”
“No, you didn’t.”
Heat flooded my face. A floorboard behind me creaked, signaling Xavier’s entrance, but I didn’t turn around. “I put it on the request-off list.”
“Well, I’m pretty sure you didn’t because if you had, I would have seen it, now wouldn’t I?” he snapped.
I wouldn’t have thought it was possible, but I grew twice as hot. “I’m sorry. I really thought I wrote it on the list. And I wasn’t scheduled this weekend, so...”