Page 49 of Sundown Somewhere

I shudder, nodding my answer and pulling my lips into my mouth to stop myself from making a noise that will give us away.

“Ahh, well, we won’t be long. Don’t have the heat tolerance we used to. Make sure to enjoy the afterglow.”

“Oh, we will,” Hux replies, as he effortlessly slips a finger inside me, followed quickly by a second. I lurch forward, burying my head in his shoulder, trying not to cry out as the pleasure builds inside me. My whole body is on fire, all my nerve endings standing at attention. Leaning into my ear, he whispers, “Won’t we, Doll?”

I nod into his shoulder, still too afraid to look up. He’s not having that though.

“Look at me, Dolly,” he whisper commands into my ear. “I want to see your face as I make you come.”

Another shudder rips through me, just the thought of him doing that almost enough to make it happen. At the rate we’re going, it’s not going to take much more.

“That’s it, baby. Ride my hand…”

I do, throwing my head back, getting lost in the sensations. I’m putty in his hand, ready for molding as he sees fit. To do with as he pleases. Just as long as this doesn’t stop. As long as he makes me⁠—

His thumb swipes my clit—a quick swish, forward, backward, then in circles—and that’s that. I’m done. I fall apart, starting to scream, but no sound comes out. Stars fill my vision, as lightning fills my veins, every synapse in my body firing all at once. I swear my soul leaves my body, everything around me coming to an all-out stop.

Everything except Hux.

He keeps up his efforts, fingers still dancing across my pussy, lips pressed against my ears whispering a series of dirty nothings, followed by a string of compliments telling me that I’m the most incredible thing he’s ever seen. I don’t know if I should laugh or cry or compliment him back. All I know is that my heart feels like it’s going to burst, and that I’ve never felt more spent or energized in my life.

All of it leaving me wanting more.

I start to giggle, unable to hold it in, the effervescent feeling rising in me like bubbles in a glass of champagne.

“What?” Hux asks, gently tucking a piece of stray hair behind my ear. His smile is soft, serene, and maybe a little proud. Which, after that orgasm, he has every right to be.

Damn proud.

“Gettin’ up to no good just took a very adult turn…” I say in between giggles.

“Always knew you had it in you.” He pokes my side, tickling my rib cage.

I throw my head back laughing, loving that I’m this comfortable with him.

“Know what I think?”

“What?”

“We should continue this upstairs.”

14

HUX

My father once said the longest walk we’d ever take as men was the one down the aisle.

He lied.

Not that I’ve walked down the aisle—at least not as a groom—but there is no way that walk is longer or more torturous than the one back to our hotel from the spa. Not with this newfound knowledge of just how breathtaking Dolly McLain is when she comes.

It took every last millimeter of restraint I had not to take her right then and there. The only thing holding me back was it being our first time together. And that was not going to be some sneaky, semi-public quickie. Oh no. She deserves better than that.

Hell, she deserves better than me period.

But right now, I have her. And while I do, I’m going to show her exactly how she should be treated. Worshipped. I’m going to set the bar.

“You’re not walking fast enough,” I tell her, putting the palm of my hand on the small of her back and trying to scoot her along as we walk through the ornately decorated lobby.