Intoxicated By You_An Exposed Hearts Novel

by Kristin Mayer

  “Fuck, your body is so responsive.”

  I shifted my hips, looking for some kind of relief. One of his hands trailed down my stomach.

  As his tongue commanded my mouth, I moaned.

  “Fuck, I want you.”

  “Me, too.” But then I stiffened. Are we ready? Will it hurt? I’d never had sex before.

  Drake immediately sensed a change within me, and he pulled his hand back. “What’s wrong?”

  I felt foolish, so I remained silent. It was no secret that Drake was more experienced than I was. I’d seen him take girls out on more than one occasion. I tried to pull him back to me, but he sat back on his heels. “Lex, tell me what’s wrong.”

  “I… uhh…”

  As I stalled, his face grew more concerned, and his brows knitted together. I made sure my shirt was pulled down and sat up. “Why don’t we head home.”

  “I’ll take you home. But I want to know what happened.” Drake put his hand on my cheek and rubbed my jaw. “I just want to know if I did something wrong, Lex. You know you’re different.”

  “Different?”

  “More. You mean so much more to me. More than anyone else has, which I know is sappy as shit, but it’s true.”

  The confession I’d been holding was making me feel raw. I was scared he’d think I was a child. Closing my eyes, I whispered, “I’m a virgin.”

  I drew in tighter, more embarrassed than ever. When he said nothing, I closed my eyes. “Will you take me home now?”

  “Lex. Look at me, please.”

  I opened my eyes, and Drake’s eyes were on fire. “You mean to tell me you’ve never slept with anyone before?”

  “No. Drake, you were my first kiss.”

  His eyes grew wide, and he practically attacked my mouth. In the next second, he pulled away. “I’ll be all your firsts when it’s time. I’ll be yours, always.”

  Drake’s voice interrupted my thoughts. “What are you thinking about?”

  “The day I told you I was a virgin.”

  He inhaled. “Best fucking day of my life. You are the most amazing thing that has ever happened to me.”

  “You made me wait almost six months,” I groaned.

  It was true. When Drake realized I had never done anything before, he’d gone out of his way to make sure each step we took was special and well thought out. I had felt cherished.

  His warm hand lay on top of mine. “What you gave me was a gift. We needed to be sure.”

  A lump formed in my throat. I loved him so much. Wherever we were headed, I hoped he planned on us being together. I needed him more than I needed the air I breathed.

  “Can I take the blindfold off?” I wanted to look into his eyes.

  “Five more minutes. I want this to be special for you.”

  I let out a deep breath. Those words confirmed what I’d hoped for. Patience. Soon we’ll be together.

  The truck came to a stop, and I asked, “Can I take it off now?”

  “Not yet. I’ll come get you.”

  Waiting for Drake to come get me only amped up the anticipation. He came around, opened my door, and lifted me from my seat. Only silence and the smell of the woods greeted us. From the lack of noise—other than the chirping of birds—it was obvious we were far from town. Of course, it only took about five minutes to leave town and be in the wilderness.

  Gently, Drake set my feet on the ground. The heat of his body pressed against my back. I shivered when his warm breath tickled my neck. “You are my world, Lex.”

  “And you’re mine.”

  He pressed his lips against my shoulder, and I leaned to the side, exposing my neck to him. “I still want the life we dreamed of having together.”

  “I want that, too. More than anything.”

  I leaned back against him, needing more contact.

  He trailed kisses up my neck. “Take off the blindfold.”

  For a moment, I froze, so caught up in Drake’s touch. Then I slid it off my head, opened my eyes, and let them adjust to the light.

  The image before me took my breath away. It was exactly like I had dreamed so many times with him. Where are we? My eyes shot around as I tried to place our location. I hadn’t remembered a cabin like this. But we’d talked about it so much. Is this his? Did he build this place… for us?

  I turned in his arms and looked up at him “Is this…?”

  “Yes. Down to every detail we discussed.”

  I gasped. We’d planned to build a cabin on Drake’s land where we’d live after college. While we were apart, he’d gone ahead and built it. Did he know we’d find our way back to each other? I’d been so lost, I never dreamed of being back in his arms. “Why?”

  “It gave me hope that we’d live here together someday.” His thumb brushed my chin. “You’re it for me, Lex. And I knew if I ever got you back, I wanted to have this place for us. I love you, Lex. Always have. Always will.”

  With those words, it felt like the final barrier lifted between us. Throwing my arms around him, I pulled him closer to me. “I love you, too. So much, Drake.”

  “There’s something else I need to show you.”

  What else could there possibly be? As we walked up the stone path that led to the front porch, I tried to take it all in. The railing was more of a half wall to help keep the snow from accumulating in front of the window. There was a fire pit on each side, surrounded by handmade wood furniture. I stopped, recognizing the pieces that—once upon a time—I’d helped craft. My hands shook as I reached out to touch the smooth wood. I knew the answer, but I had to ask. “Are these…?” My voice shook.

  “Yes, they’re your dad’s. I managed to get them at the auction without Irene knowing by having a few friends bid on them. I wanted to be sure they weren’t lost to you. I know how special this furniture is to you. Our cabin has other pieces from the bed and breakfast, as well. I got it all, baby.”

  My throat tightened. I had a piece of my dad back. I ran a hand over the arm of one of the rocking chairs. The wood was so smooth from hours of sanding. This chair had been my favorite place to sit when Dad told his nighttime stories.

  “Drake… I have no words.” I turned to face him. “You… I….” It was too much, and I started to cry in earnest. I wrapped my arms around his waist. “I love you.”

  He always took care of me in every way possible. If I could marry this man tomorrow, I would.

  A chilly breeze blew, and I shivered.

  “Let’s go inside,” Drake said.

  I wanted nothing more than the promise behind those words.

  He opened the door, and before I could step over the threshold, he picked me up and stepped inside. It was just as we’d drawn it together. There was a stone fireplace on the left side of the cabin. The living room, kitchen, and dining space were combined in one open space.

  “Are the two bedrooms down this hallway?”

  “Yes, just like we discussed—with a joint bathroom.”

  This was home. Our home. The dream we’d always shared. The rooms were for the kids we wanted in the future. “And down that way?”

  “The office and master bedroom.”

  I was drawn to the bedroom, and I rushed in that direction. Drake followed close behind me. As I walked around the bedroom, I couldn’t believe Drake had done all this. The bedroom was warm and cozy, with rustic, dark wood furniture.

  I ran a hand along the wood. “Your dad?”

  “I helped. It was something I did on the side.”

  “I did the same thing, too. Busied myself with anything and everything. If I sat still for too long, it was hard. My thoughts always drifted to you.”

  “Mine, too, Lex.”

  He leaned down and captured my lips. When we broke apart, I whispered, “Make love to me.”

  He walked me back to the bed, lay me down, and hovered over me. “I love you, Lex.”

  “Love you, too.”

  Drake always made me feel like the most cherished woman in the world.<
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  Chapter Twenty-Three

  Drake

  That was, hands down, the best night of my life.

  I poured myself a cup of coffee and leaned against the counter to stare out into the forest. Being here with Lex was better than I’d ever imagined. Just thinking about it had my cock hard to have her again, but she needed the rest. I’d woken Lex four times through the night. It was like a dream I was afraid to wake up from. Afraid I’d be without her again. And as she’d clung to me while I moved inside her, I knew she felt the same way, too.

  The thought of her legs wrapping around my waist had my dick hardening. My damn boxers looked like a tent. I couldn’t get enough of her.

  I checked the time; it was almost eight. Shit. We’d have to leave here in a couple of hours but I wasn’t ready for our time away to end. Last night, I used a condom every time. We’d been together two years before I entered her bare. I didn’t want to rush through the steps this time. It was imperative every single step we took, sexually, was taken with care. When I’d found out she was a virgin, I wanted to wait until she graduated high school. Hell, the woman tempted me time and time again to make love to her sooner. But it was important in case she ever changed her mind about us. I never wanted to be on her list of regrets.

  I reconsidered waking her up, but I took a sip of my coffee and focused on the burn instead. I knew she’d be sore. She’d been tight, so fucking tight, last night. Every inch of her beautiful body was mine.

  Every. Single. Inch.

  The thought had the Neanderthal in me coming out with a need to possess her very being. I knew she could handle herself, but, hell, I wanted to slay every demon in her path.

  Yesterday, I asked my dad to look into Lloyd’s accident. Dad was good friends with Roy, our local sheriff. Something about the timing of his death and the letter bothered me. Either Montgomery had gotten the letter two weeks ahead, which meant someone knew Lloyd was going to die, or they’d had the letter written in less than four days. That was hella fast to obtain someone’s handwriting, hire a professional to forge it, and get it into the lawyer’s hands.

  What if it had been premeditated?

  My fist clenched at the thought. For now, I wasn’t going to share my thoughts with Lex. Until I knew more, there wasn’t any reason to bring it up. Thinking your dad was murdered only brought on more unanswered questions. I’d share everything with her after Dad got back to me. The last thing she needed right now was more worry. And I knew she’d do the same if our roles were reversed.

  I was taking another sip of coffee when I heard her soft footsteps on the kitchen floor. Her arms slipped around my waist, and she pressed her face into my back.

  “Morning.”

  That sweet, sexy, fresh-out-of-bed voice wasn’t helping my resolve to leave her alone until this evening. I didn’t immediately turn around, knowing when I did, it was going to be hell. Morning sex with Lex was out of this world. Well, it was amazing any time, but there was something about being together before the day started. That was why I’d left the bed when I woke up.

  “Morning, baby. Did you sleep good?” I took another sip and focused on my coffee. It was either that or I’d have her bent over the counter.

  “Mmm-hmm. I missed waking up next to you.”

  “Me, too.”

  Lex let out a little giggle, probably knowing why I got up at the ass crack of dawn, and tightened her arms around me. I savored the moment.

  She let out a contented sigh. “I love it out here, Drake.”

  “Me, too.” I adjusted myself and turned around, and she snuggled into my chest. She was wearing one of my flannel shirts—no doubt she’d done that on purpose. I’d always had a weakness for her wearing my stuff.

  “How often do you come out here?” she asked.

  “About once a week to check on things. Last night was the first night I’ve stayed here.”

  She pulled back, shock evident on her face. Her blonde hair was pulled up in that sexy-as-fuck messy way. She’d only fastened a few of the buttons, which left her cleavage on display. Hell, I’m in trouble.

  Her hand settled on my chest, and I waited for her to ask the question I knew was coming.

  “Why?”

  I laid my coffee cup down. “Because it wouldn’t have been right if you weren’t here, too. I wanted our first night here to be together.”

  She jumped into my arms and rained kisses down all over my face. “I love you so much. So, so much.”

  “I love you, too, Lex. More than life itself.”

  Lex flexed her hips, and her pussy rubbed against my stiff cock. Yeah, she knew what that did to me, and she was doing her damnedest to seduce me. She nibbled on my lip, and I put her down. I was only so strong.

  I took a deep breath. “You’re too sore.”

  The lip I wanted to devour settled into a full-blown pout. “Morning sex is the best with you.”

  I cracked my neck back and forth. “Tell me you’re not feeling it this morning.”

  “Please.”

  I scrubbed a hand down my face, feeling myself losing this battle.

  “Lex.” I could hear the hesitation in my voice. And from the smile on her face, she did, too.

  She took a step back, her hands on the button right below her breasts. Slowly she unbuttoned it. “So… you’re sure I’m too sore?”

  Hell no, I’m not sure. But I nodded anyway.

  As she walked backward into the living room, the next button exposed her flat abdomen. Like a puppy, I followed her.

  Yeah, I was going to fuck her. We knew she’d win this battle. She’d already won. But I would hold out as long as possible.

  She lay down on the rug in front of the fireplace, where I’d started a fire to ward off the chill in the air. My eyes were riveted to her movements as she rubbed her legs together, keeping her pussy from view.

  Her eyes dropped to my dick. “I think he likes what he sees.”

  “Yeah, he does. A whole hell of a lot.”

  She let out another sexy-as-sin giggle.

  There was still one button on her shirt to go. She played with the button with one hand while tracing her lips with the other before finally slipping a finger in her mouth and sucking on it.

  “Fucking hell,” I muttered. I was about two seconds from pouncing on her.

  She shifted ever so slightly, and the shirt slipped a little farther open, exposing her breasts.

  As if sensing where my thoughts were, she moved the hand that had been at her mouth inside the shirt to play with the rosy pink tip of one breast. “What about a compromise?”

  I was captivated by every movement.

  “Drake?”

  “Yeah.”

  “What about a compromise?”

  “I’m listening.”

  She arched her back ever so slightly. “What if you just touch me? Then I’ll suck you off.”

  The words were barely out of her mouth before I was practically on top of her, and she squealed in excitement. I tore the shirt open and heard the button bounce on the floor somewhere. But then I had to pause and stare at her. She was pure perfection. And she was mine.

  I moved my hands along the outside of her breasts, teasing her as I worked down her body. I kissed the inner part of her thigh, and she moaned when I gave it a small bite. I was going to tease and torment her, have her writhing beneath me.

  When I got to her core, I licked up all the sweetness she had to offer. I sucked her clit, and she ground down on me, looking for more friction. Right before she was about to come, I slowed.

  “Drake. More,” she groaned in frustration.

  “Not yet.”

  I kissed my way back up her stomach while she used her feet to push my boxers down, springing me free. When my lips made it to her nipples, I sucked each peak into my mouth while my cock rubbed against her. She moved her hips against the head of my cock. Hell yeah.

  “Drake. Please. I need you inside me.”

  I gave her nipple a smal
l bite before soothing it with my tongue. “Let me get you off, then you can suck me off before we soak in the tub. You’re too sore.”

  She writhed underneath me. “Kiss me, Drake.”

  My lips found hers, and she ground her sweet pussy harder against me. I was lost in her when she pulled back. I moved to her neck, savoring her taste. I swore she tasted like peaches.

  “Drake.”

  “Mmm-hmm.”

  Her legs wrapped around my waist, lining my cock up right at her entrance. I had to hold back to keep my hips from thrusting forward and feeling her. The one thing I craved more than anything was to feel her without any barriers.

  Leaning up a little, her mouth found my ear, and she traced the rim of it with her tongue. “What if there were no condoms this time?”

  Her hips moved, and I slipped just barely inside her. “Oh, fuck.”

  This was heaven on earth, and my dick screamed for more. “I’m still on birth control. Please. I want you to come inside me.”

  Her feet pulled on my ass, and I slid all the way in, willingly.

  Our eyes locked as I slid out and pushed back in. She was still tight and greedy for my cock.

  Everything felt right in my world when we came, together.

  * * *

  Lex walked into the kitchen, fresh from a soak in the tub, and sat at the table where I placed a plate of bacon, eggs, and toast. She winced a little when she sat. Yeah, I’m going to need more self-control. She glanced at me and knew I’d seen her flinch. In response, I got a sheepish grin. “Don’t even think about it, Drake. I’m not a fragile china doll. I’ll be fine.”

  “I don’t want to hurt you.”

  Taking a bite of bacon, she winked at me. “Just think. Every time I move today, I’ll be reminded of you inside me.”

  Okay, I liked that. I smiled behind my coffee cup.

  Lex, of course, caught on and gave me a beautiful smile. “When did you stock the place?”

  “Before I picked you up. My meeting with Reeser wasn’t as long as expected.”

  “Best surprise ever. I wish we could stay longer.” She looked around the cabin, her voice wistful.

  Hell, I’m going to go with it. I’d wanted this since the moment she stepped foot back into town. If I were honest with myself, before she even came back. “Well, we can start staying out here at night if you want. But if you’re not—”