Page 60 of Tear Me Down (Descent to Darkness Trilogy #2)

As I lift her limb delicately and drape it over my hip, I admire the sight of her now exposed pussy—reveling in how she’s always worked up for me.

Even as I run my hand over her sensitive cunt, I can feel her arousal slip against my palm.

She groans softly in her sleep at the contact, and I can’t help but grin against her hair, knowing that she’s getting more aroused with every passing second.

I start to circle her clit, working deliberate and tight circles around the bundle of nerves as I adjust my position slightly—moving the arm that’s wrapped underneath her so I can grasp her breast. A moan escapes her mouth as I pinch her nipple between two fingers, and her hips thrust forward in a miniscule motion, sending a small shiver of victory through my spine.

In a mocking movement, I thrust forward as well, teasing her entrance with the tip of my cock and coercing another moan from her lips.

She begins to stir, rocking back against me and teasing herself with my length.

A small whimper passes her lips when I almost push inside her, but slide past at the last moment, and I can feel her body tense in my hold.

She’s almost desperate for me now, and I can feel that as she continues to shift.

After one more teasing motion, I give her what she wants, sliding into her slowly as I pinch her clit simultaneously, and I can feel her walls already fluttering around me.

I can’t help but groan as I fully seat myself inside her and feel the pleasure spread throughout my body as she grips me like a vice.

She moans louder and opens her eyes groggily, obviously adjusting as she moves an arm up to grip my hair.

“Good morning, my love,” I whisper in her ear as I kiss along her neck, sighing as I start to move in and out of her. She bites her bottom lip as she starts to move with me and adjusts to grip her own leg instead.

“Good morning…” she groggily says as I pull her leg back more and thrust deeper inside her, giving her more of what she needs.

“I have a surprise for you,” I whisper again, moving back to her nipple and pulling it out lightly as I pinch.

She whimpers the sweetest sound, and I roll us over onto her stomach, never losing the sensual rhythm.

Her body shivers beneath me, clearly reacting to the change in position and approving of it.

She hums and lifts her hips so she can push back against me with every movement, needing more force from me.

I happily comply, pushing into her with more drive, but keeping my sensual speed.

“There’s more?” she mutters. I move her hair away from her face and throat, gripping the back of her neck as I claim her lips in a passionate, bruising kiss.

“There’s always more for you, baby,” I say before I kiss her again.

“I’m going to take you away for a few days.

Nowhere far, but somewhere that we can be alone without having to anticipate what’s going to happen next.

” I pick up the pace, causing her back to arch even more.

My hand reaches up to her now outstretched arm and I entangle my fingers with hers, giving her something to hold onto before I completely wreck her.

I continue to play with her clit, stroking it and flicking it how she likes as I fuck her harder and faster, reveling in the way her walls start to tighten around me.

Her body bounces back perfectly, matching my movements in perfect sync.

Whether she admits it or not, I can tell that waking up to sex is her favorite time.

It could be from the grogginess, or the blissed state she eases out of, but it doesn’t take long to push ourselves into oblivion, and with the pressure building at the base of my spine at the same rate her body tenses, I know it won’t be much longer for either of us.

“I’m taking you to the lake for three days. No phones, no missions, and no stress. Just us and solitude.” I grip her neck harder and pull her head back, causing her to arch more and thrust myself in deeper. “How does that sound?”

“Perfect…” She moans loudly and clamps around me just before she cries out.

Her walls clench down and pulse, flooding my cock and making my balls tighten.

I drive in relentlessly, pumping only a few more times before I bottom out and spill inside her, instantly draining my body of the tension.

She’s fully awake now, grinning and tingling with bliss as she buzzes with energy, clearly thrilled about the idea of a getaway.

“And that’s only the beginning, baby.” She reaches back and kisses me tenderly, melting against me as I relax on her, folding like a love-sick fool. With how she’s molding perfectly to my shape, she’d sink into my soul if I let her.

“When do we leave?” she whispers against my lips.

“As soon as we get your bag packed.”

She smirks at me and starts to move, truly excited to go, so I pull out of her and watch as she practically jumps off the bed to grab a suitcase.

While she started off excited, as we’ve made the hour and a half drive towards the small cabin we’ll be staying in, she’s quickly gotten tired again.

It could be the soothing car ride, or the fact that she woke up with my dick inside her, but this is exactly what’s worrying me.

It only took us an hour to shower and pack, and then a little over an hour drive now, and she already looks like she could fall back asleep.

She’s still happy to go, and I can feel her excitement, but the way the fatigue covers her face only brings the concern back at full force.

I hope this is as good for us as I plan it to be.

Making the short drive yesterday to set up was worth it, and a much-needed reprieve before the chaos—both at the Attic and then once the Andersons showed up.

It's a small, one-bedroom lake cabin, but I wanted her to really relax while we're there. I could've rented some expensive lake house, but she wouldn’t have been comfortable there, and we didn’t need the extra room. So, I decided to make this place into our intimate little getaway. Some light decorating and stocking it full of the things she loves didn’t take long.

I feel her hand slip into mine on the middle console of our rental car, and I look over to gaze into her beautiful amber eyes.

They speak volumes, shining through even the darkest of times and screaming how much she loves me.

With every glance, I can feel her endearment for me, and I know that I love her just a little bit more.

We stay like that for the rest of the drive—quiet and serene, no phones buzzing, screaming, or gunfire.

Just the roar of the engine and scenery passing us by.

Eventually we drive over a single bridge leading to the cabin, and her eyes widen ever so slightly, clearly enjoying the view, and in no time after that, we’re pulling up to the cabin.

Her face lights up, and the moment we park, she’s nearly flying out of the car.

I grab our bags and quickly follow, unlocking the front door and admiring how her jaw immediately drops at the sight in front of her—the scene warming my chest. The cabin is small, but the view is breath taking.

Well, in my opinion, that’s because she’s now standing in it, but there’s a straight shot view of the patio, leading down to the dock and overlooking the lake.

The water is a beautiful blue, and it reflects the tree line almost perfectly with it’s clean natural state.

To the left of the front door is the living area, the floor now riddled with blankets and pillows lying in front of the sofa and chairs.

Black rose petals are spread sparingly across and surround the basket of theater snacks.

Her intoxicating, soft smile breaks across her features and I can almost feel the stress fade away from her body already.

The skin on her cheeks turns pink, and I don’t miss the way her head tilts easily at the sight.

It may not be much, but the smallest things have always meant the most to her, and I love that all she needs from me is my continued affection.

Material things have never mattered to her, and she’s always taken the ‘it’s the thought that counts’ saying to heart.

We walk further into the cabin and into the bedroom for her to find more petals and the blanket she likes, the black pieces of flower leading further into the room and through another door.

She peeps into the bathroom to find the large jacuzzi tub, also filled with petals, candles, and a towel warmer.

Anything to keep her comfortable for the next few days as I lull her to a place of serenity.

Her peace is mine, and I’m so affected by her that I know my mood will match hers, effectively healing us both simultaneously with this trip.

I put our bags at the foot of the bed before walking up to her and holding her, pressing her back to my chest and inhaling her sweet, warm, vanilla scent.

She turns in my hold and presses our bodies together.

Her hands make their way to my chest, and she leans against me, looking up at me with a soft smile and big, puppy eyes.

“You didn’t meet with the MC yesterday,” she says softly .

“No, I did, just not all day.” I smirk back at her siren’s smile as her eyes water.

“You are amazing,” she quietly says, practically coming out in a whisper.

I reach down and caress her lips with mine as I graze my fingers across her neck and palm her face, pulling her against me and silently begging her not to move.

She grips the material of my shirt to keep me close, not wanting to part for even a moment.

I pull back only a fraction and cradle her head in my hand.

“What should we do first? Whatever you desire.”

“I kind of want to try out that tub.” She giggles softly and lets her head relax in my grip.

“Then that’s exactly what we’ll do.”