Caution (Harper Security Ops Book 14), page 12
My lips twitched. “I’m not going to say no.”
Forrest grinned, lifting his body up, so he could stand at the side of the bed and finally give me the opportunity to confirm what I’d assumed all along. He had a six-pack. “You’re so fucking beautiful; I don’t even know what to do with myself.”
Taking my time, I allowed my eyes to drift back up his torso. They lingered in some spots a bit longer than was probably acceptable or decent, but I didn’t care. By the time my eyes locked on his, I rasped, “You’re just as beautiful. Wow, Forrest. Are you even real?”
He cocked a brow, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. His hands had come to rest on my knees when he first stood up, but at that moment, they began caressing my thighs as they made their way toward my hips.
When Forrest splayed his palms on my hips, his long fingers curling around my body and gently squeezing, I had no choice but to envision him holding my hips like that while he drove himself inside of me.
A shiver ran down my spine at the thought.
“I don’t know what that look is about, but I know I like it,” Forrest declared.
I swallowed hard as my lips formed a small smile. “I was thinking about how it’ll feel to have you inside me.”
Forrest’s fingers curled around the waistband of my pants. “I better not wait any longer to satisfy your curiosity, then.”
Feeling excited and a little nervous, I teased, “Let’s hope that’s not the only satisfaction I’ll be getting.”
In a flash, my bottoms were gone. “By the time I’m done with you tonight, sunshine, you won’t be able to move.”
I licked my lips. Forrest kept his focus on me and took off the rest of his clothing. And for the next several moments, the two of us took some time to appreciate the view in front of us.
Every single part of Forrest was impeccable.
I already knew he was wonderful on the inside, but now I had the proof he was just as perfect on the outside, too.
What a lucky man.
Or, maybe I was the lucky one, since I was going to have the chance to touch and taste and tease him. I couldn’t wait to get my hands on him.
All of him.
I sat up, reached out to curl my fingers around his impressive erection, and relished in the sound that escaped from somewhere deep inside him. Forrest lifted one hand to cover the back of my opposite one resting on his hip while my other hand stroked his cock. With each stroke, I felt his fingertips press into my skin as I grew more and more turned on.
Forrest gave me some time to play, but just when I licked my lips and considered taking him inside my mouth, he pulled his hips back.
“Fuck, sunshine. It felt incredible to have your hands on me like that. As great as it was, I’m not sure if it compared to watching you and seeing just how much you were enjoying doing what you were.”
I offered a seductive smile. “It’s been days of wanting to touch you.”
“Well, now you’ve had your chance. Don’t deny me the same privilege,” he advised, urging me to my back.
My knees were bent and pressed together, so Forrest said, “Open your legs for me, Daisy.”
I immediately complied with his request, and before I even had a second to prepare myself, I felt Forrest’s fingers between my legs.
“Oh, God,” I moaned.
My eyes locked on his. “Do you like it?”
“It’s so much better than how I imagined it in my dream.”
His fingers rubbed and circled, applying just the right amount of pressure to build me up. Forrest was so good at what he was doing, it was no surprise it didn’t take long for me to wind up wet and squirming.
“You’re so wet for me.” His voice was a deep growl.
“Forrest, please,” I begged, hoping he’d understand and give me what I wanted.
By some miracle, Forrest managed to continue playing between my legs while he reached out to the nightstand to grab his wallet for a condom. Using his teeth and one hand, he tore open the package, pulled out the condom, and held it out to me.
Desperate to have him inside of me, I didn’t hesitate to take it from him. It took me longer than I would have liked to get it on, considering Forrest hadn’t stopped teasing me, but I eventually succeeded.
The next thing I knew, Forrest was climbing into the bed as I scooted myself back to give him the space he needed.
With one hand planted firmly on the mattress beside my shoulder, Forrest used his other hand to position himself. He lifted his gaze to mine, then he pushed inside.
“Oh, fuck,” I whimpered.
“You’re so tight, Daisy. Fuck, you feel beautiful.”
My hands flew to his arms as I pleaded with him. “Kiss me, Forrest.”
He lowered his torso and brought his mouth to mine. Only after he’d started kissing me did Forrest move his hips and thrust himself into my body. And when he groaned several thrusts into it, I thought I was going to come.
I couldn’t explain it, but there was something about hearing the effect this was having on him that nearly sent me over the edge.
Maybe it was because, for the first time in my life, I was with someone who I believed truly cared about me. Maybe it was knowing just how genuine his reaction was. Or perhaps it was simply just the way it was meant to be all along. The truth was that it was probably a combination of it all.
Forrest stayed like that for a bit, moving inside me while he kissed me. But at some point, he tore his mouth from mine and lifted his torso. That’s when his hands and eyes began to roam.
There wasn’t a spot on my body that was missed. Forrest touched and stared, and he did it all while he continued to drive his hips forward.
Then, just like I’d been imagining not long after he’d curled his fingers around the waistband of my pants, Forrest held my hips in his hands and watched where our bodies were connected.
I loved it.
I loved everything about this. The way it felt to have him moving inside me, and the way he looked at us.
I was so caught up in all of it, especially the way it felt to be with someone who had already done such an amazing job of making me feel so wonderful. Forrest had been making my heart feel so good for days, and now he was doing the same with my body.
“Daisy,” he groaned.
And there was that. How could I not be lost in the way he said my name at a time like this?
“Forrest,” I panted, feeling myself on the verge of something huge.
He must have realized what was happening, because he picked up his pace. Over and over, he powered his hips forward, driving his cock deep inside and building us both up.
And then it happened.
Forrest lifted his stare to my face, and the look in his eyes was the last thing I needed to send me soaring.
A moan tore up my throat and escaped as each wave of my orgasm crashed into me. I did my best to hold my gaze on his, but the pleasure was too consuming.
But even if I closed my eyes, I didn’t stop feeling and listening to everything that was happening.
The sound of our bodies colliding mixed with the grunts and groans that came from Forrest as he worked us both through our orgasms was almost better than the pleasure he’d just delivered to me.
Almost.
And when he’d seen us both through to the other side, Forrest didn’t pull out and roll away.
He stayed right there with me.
He lowered himself down, his body covering mine, and his mouth began kissing the skin along my neck and my jaw, eventually making its way to my lips.
“You’re incredible.”
I smiled against his lips. “And I’m happy to report that real life Forrest is far better than dreamland Forrest.”
At my declaration, Forrest burst out laughing, burying his face in my neck.
I loved the sound, and I wrapped my arms and legs around him.
It took him a minute to calm down, and when he did, he turned his head to the side, pressed a tender kiss to my cheek, and said, “I’ve never been this happy, Daisy.”
Those words solidified it.
I thought what we’d just had with one another was enough to tell me just how special this was, but they didn’t come close.
Forrest had just admitted he’d never been this happy.
That he could feel the same as me meant the world to me.
And that’s when I realized just how badly it was going to hurt when this was over.
TWELVE
Forrest
This trip had been one surprise, followed by another.
Meeting Daisy, spending time with her, and being willing to give up days of riding on the mountain while on the trip I looked forward to taking every year for that reason just so I could spend time with her was the start of the surprises. All of that would have been more than enough for me to call this trip a great one.
But I got more than that.
The way Daisy shared freely with me, how she was open about certain things—like her dream—was the next biggest surprise.
I’d always been the kind of guy who knew how to have a good time. There were times in my life when I knew I needed to be serious—for example, anything that pertained to the work I did as a bodyguard—but then there were times like this. Times when I could kick back, enjoy myself, and do whatever made me happy.
Daisy fit right in.
While I believed it was possible when I first met her that I could have a couple of conversations with her and maybe meet up with her once or twice over the entire time of my trip, she’d given me a reason to want more than that.
Best of all, she seemed to be on board with it as much as I was. It was great to know the feeling had been mutual.
For that reason, I hadn’t anticipated I’d encounter any more surprises when it came to the trip. I simply thought Daisy and I would continue to have a great time, doing something fun every day for the remainder of the time we had together.
But I was wrong.
Because the biggest surprise on this trip came tonight, and it wasn’t even the obvious. Of course, I’d been caught off guard by the fact Daisy had asked to spend the night in the cabin with me and even more shocked she’d asked me to take her to my bed. I fully intended to discuss a few things with her about both of those, because I certainly had some questions for her.
The most unexpected thing that had happened was what occurred not long after I’d carried Daisy to the bed and gotten in it with her. While her beautiful body was beneath mine and she was holding on to me the way she was, she’d asked me if I’d give her what she wanted. It took me a moment to respond, because while I was more than prepared to give her what she was asking for right then and there, I recognized something else was happening.
As my eyes had roamed over her face, I realized I wanted to give Daisy a lot more than just a good night, more than just a good time on this trip. The thought had caught me completely by surprise, and I’d needed to take a minute to pull myself together then.
Fortunately, I’d succeeded, and what we had from that point forward was nothing short of amazing.
Now, I was here in the bed with her, both of us were naked, and I thought a discussion was in order.
Though I was aware I’d need to address the shocking revelation I’d had just before things really started to heat up between us, and I needed to do it soon, I didn’t have the slightest clue where to begin with all of that.
So, for now, I was going to focus on what I could with Daisy. That meant starting with trying to figure out what prompted her to go from being scared the day we went to Westwood’s to being ready to spend the night together tonight. I hoped she’d be willing to share the truth with me when I asked.
I was on my back in the bed with one of my arms wrapped around Daisy as she curled her body into mine, her cheek and palm resting on my chest.
“That was nice,” I said, breaking the silence that had been hanging in the air for several minutes now.
“Yeah,” she agreed, the sound of her voice an indication she was fully sated.
My lips twitched as I gave her a squeeze. “Can I ask you a question, or are you going to fall asleep on me?”
“What makes you think I’m going to fall asleep?” she countered.
“You sound like you’re on the verge of drifting off into dreamland,” I noted.
“Mmm.” That was her only response for several long seconds. In fact, I’d started to think she’d already succumbed and had been pulled under. But then she explained, “I’m just giving myself the opportunity to bask in the glorious effect of all that you just did. You should be proud of yourself, sir. You did not disappoint.”
Unable to stop myself, I held on to her as my body shook with the laughter that bubbled up out of me. I didn’t know why I had any thoughts about Daisy not wanting to answer a question for me. She might have occasionally hesitated with sharing things, but for the most part, she wasn’t shy about saying whatever was on her mind. I found myself even more attracted to her because of it.
“I’m happy to hear you enjoyed yourself.”
The fingertips on Daisy’s hand that had been resting on my chest started moving gently across my skin. “It was the best. I mean, my experience is very limited, but I can say that you are the best I’ve ever had.”
Just like that.
Most women might not have made mention about their prior experience, and to be honest, I could admit I wasn’t interested in those specific details of her prior relationships, but Daisy found ways to say things to me that made it impossible not to appreciate the sentiment behind her words.
“That’s good to know.”
Following a beat of silence, Daisy said, “So, what was your question you wanted to ask me?”
“What brought this on?” I asked.
She lifted her cheek from my chest and brought her eyes to mine. “What?”
Staring at her curious face, I couldn’t immediately reply. I was too caught up in how beautiful she looked. No makeup, her hair falling every which way, and that gorgeous mouth of hers.
Damn, did I feel lucky to be here with her.
“The day we went to Westwood’s, you told me you were scared,” I started, wanting to ease her curiosity. “I was just wondering what happened between then and even this morning, let alone tonight. I hadn’t expected you wanting one of us to pack a bag, so we could spend the night together.”
Her eyes darted all over, and I felt her body grow tense. “Are you upset by it?”
“Sunshine, do I look like I’m the least bit upset by it?”
She shook her head.
“I am happy about what happened between us. I just wanted to know if there was a reason for the change from yesterday morning that brought you to this point,” I explained.
Daisy relaxed slightly, her body softening against mine as she gave me a slight nod. “You’re the first person who’s ever been this way with me.”
My brows pulled together. “What way?”
She dropped her gaze to my chest and took a slow, deep breath. “Kind and compassionate.”
Lifting my hand to the side of her head, I pushed the hair back away from her face. “Look at me, Daisy.” She returned her attention to me. “Nobody has ever been kind to you.”
“Not like you have. I told you that it feels good to be around you and that I had thoughts about doing more than just kissing you. It scared me not just because it feels very fast but also because I was worried how I’d feel once this trip was over. I still worry about that.”
Maybe this was the perfect opportunity for me to sort out the revelations I’d had earlier tonight with her.
“How do you think you’ll feel once this trip is over?” I asked.
She tipped her head to the side, pressing it into my palm as she closed her eyes and sucked in another breath. After releasing that breath, she opened her eyes and confessed, “There are things I want in my life that I might not ever get the chance to have. To some degree, I’ve come to terms with that possibility, even if I don’t allow it to completely dissuade me from going after what I want. I’m a bit more cautious these days than I used to be, which is something that’s taking me some time to figure out. And when it came to you, I was stuck between knowing what I wanted to do and what was smart to do.”
“There’s a difference?”
Daisy nodded and replied quietly, “Yes, Forrest, there’s a big difference.”
It remained to be seen whether Daisy did what she wanted to do or what she believed was smart. I wasn’t sure which I would have preferred. “What’s the difference?”
“What I wanted to do was what I did,” she revealed, giving me my answer. “What would have been smart to do is maybe just maintaining a friendly relationship for the remainder of the trip.”
While I liked knowing that Daisy did what she wanted to do—something I had wanted as well—I didn’t know how to feel about the fact she didn’t believe it was a smart thing to do. Then again, I couldn’t say I didn’t understand her reasoning behind that. It was part of what I was having to try to deal with, too.
Where would we wind up after we went our separate ways? Were we supposed to just forget that the other person existed? Would this trip just be some secret we had between us that nobody else would ever know about? Or could there be something more? Could we find a way to stay in touch beyond this trip?
“Do you regret not doing the smart thing?” I asked, wanting to be sure she wasn’t feeling any remorse for having done what we’d done.
“No. No, in fact, I knew if I didn’t do this with you, if I didn’t give myself the chance to be with you like we were tonight, I would have regretted that for the rest of my life.”
That was a relief. “And how do you feel now? Where do you stand moving forward?” I questioned her.
Daisy took a moment to consider the answers to my questions, doing that while dropping her cheek back to my chest. I gave her the time she needed, noting the way she angled her face, so her nose was closer to my skin. I listened as she inhaled the scent of me and couldn’t ignore the way her fingers pressed in a little deeper on the skin of my torso.
