Page 64 of Making Home with You

“In that case,” I say, gently easing her back.“Let’s go check in.”

Our room is an ocean front suite on the second floor, the king bed perfectly positioned to take in the huge ocean views.There’s a private balcony too, and a living area with a large sofa in front of a fireplace.

“Fuck, this is amazing,” Sarah whispers as she walks around, taking everything in.

I drop our bags on the chair by the fireplace, which has already been lit and is creating a cozy warmth for the whole room, and leave the box I picked up at the pub on the side table before following Sarah into the bathroom.

“Check out this tub!”she says, gesturing toward it.“And this view, holy shit!”

She’s right, the tub is amazing.Huge and right up against another large window with the same ocean views.

“Wanna try it out?”I suggest.

“Yes!”she says, turning on the faucets.I laugh and grab her hand, pulling her close and pressing a hard kiss to her lips.“Thank you, Finn,” she whispers, looking up at me.“This is all so perfect.”

I grin.“There’s still more,” I say, pulling her out of the bathroom now.

I grab the box I picked up and open the top, amazed at what Carlo has been able to put together for us in such a short time.Inside, there is a huge charcuterie platter that’s laden with cheeses, meats, dips, olives and all sorts things.Also included is a bread stick, a box of handmade chocolate truffles, as well as a box of macaroons and the wine I picked up.

“Oh my god,” Sarah whispers as she takes everything in.“You organized this too?”

“Organized yes, but obviously Carlo put it all together.Thought maybe we could enjoy this in front of the fire tonight?”

Sarah turns to face me now, her eyes shining as she looks up at me.Stepping nearer to me, she slides her hands around my waist and pulls me against her.“I can’t believe you did all this for us,” she whispers.

“I just wanted to do something nice for you,” I say, leaning down to press a kiss against her lips.

“Mission accomplished,” she murmurs.“Now, let’s get these clothes off and get in that tub!It looks like it’s big enough to fuck in.”

I burst out laughing even as I start to peel my clothes off.“Such a romantic, baby,” I tease, swatting her on the ass as she squeals and runs into the bathroom.

We spend over an hour soaking in the tub.Sarah’s right, it is big enough to fool around in and we make full use of it for that exact purpose.By the time we finally get out, the sun is setting and dark clouds threatening rain have come in, creating a perfect atmosphere.

Grabbing the thick fluffy bathrobes, we move out to the living area, Sarah pours us both a glass of wine as I set out all the food on the small coffee table.

“I think this is the most relaxed I’ve felt in forever,” she says, flopping down onto the couch.

“Hmmm,” I say, sitting beside her and pulling her feet into my lap.“Your body certainly felt soft and supple in that tub.”

Sarah gently nudges me with her toes and I grin, lifting them to my mouth and gently nibbling on her foot.Everything about this moment feels perfect.As though my job and all the shit that’s happening with Carla, the stress of Sarah’s commute and the job she doesn’t like, a million miles away.

“What are you thinking about,” Sarah whispers, as though she notices the change in me, in us.I smile as my fingers start to massage her foot.“Oh god,” she moans, head falling back against the couch.“Has anyone ever told you, you have magic fingers?”

I grin, even though she isn’t looking at me before I slide my fingers up her leg.“I think you might have mentioned it once or twice,” I whisper, teasing the skin of her inner thigh.

Sarah slides down a little, her eyes closing as her other leg falls off the couch, her robe parting below the waist so her pussy is now bared to me.

“Fuck you’re beautiful,” I whisper, sliding my fingers higher, brushing over her lips, before gently parting them.

“Finn,” she groans, my name a low whisper as it falls from her mouth.

I slip my finger through her wetness before moving it higher, running over her clit before moving back down and slowly easing it inside her, smiling as she lets out another groan.“You want me to stop, baby?”I ask.

“No, god no,” she says, her hands moving to the belt of her robe, yanking it apart so it falls completely open.

I watch, mesmerized as her fingers move to her breasts, teasing her own nipples.I can’t take my eyes off her, can’t stop myself as I slide a second finger inside her, gently pumping them in an out as I slowly rub at her clit with my thumb.

Here, in the darkness of the room, her body lit by the warm glow of the firelight, the only sounds that of the rain now falling against the windows and Sarah’s low moans as I slowly get her off, everything else feels a million miles away.