Total pages in book: 248
Estimated words: 236036 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1180(@200wpm)___ 944(@250wpm)___ 787(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 236036 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1180(@200wpm)___ 944(@250wpm)___ 787(@300wpm)
No one else was eating yet, so it felt rude. On the other hand, if he didn’t eat soon … He settled for shredding a dinner roll and sneaking it into his mouth a piece at a time.
Since Ma was the more talkative of the two, she began. “By now you’ve all seen your cabins and I’m sure you can tell there has been a shift toward the romantic. So during this second week, we’d like to encourage you to be mindful of your partner’s needs. Take the energy you’ve built and use it to reconnect with each other. Appreciate the intimacy now that the barriers between you are gone.”
Pa took his turn next. “Celebrate each other, enjoy each other. And as a reward, you can all take the morning off. We’ll handle the early chores, and…” He paused to allow the suspense to build. “Breakfast will be delivered to your cabins at eight, so you can have a leisurely breakfast in bed. After that, however you use the rest of the time is up to you.” He winked broadly and there were scattered snickers around the room.
Allegra leaned in, whispering, “The couples who skipped tonight are going to be so maaaaad when they get up at dawn for no reason.”
Carter grinned. “Told you it was probably a test. She’s always been good at sneaking in little lessons and rewards. Those who took her advice and delayed gratification get to sleep in. Bet you’re glad I made you wait now, huh?”
She leaned in and nipped his shoulder. “Don’t gloat, Daddy. The only reason you put me off was because your belly was snarling.”
Well, she wasn’t wrong. Although he liked to think he’d have had the self-control. “Either way, you can thank me later.”
“Anyway, we won’t keep you from your dinners any longer. The chefs have put together a special meal for tonight and we don’t want it to get cold. Dessert will be served to go, once you’re ready,” Ma said, flashing everyone a smile before she sat down.
Dinner was wonderful, but he wondered if anyone really noticed, considering everyone was clearing their plates in record time, so they could return to their cabins. As each couple prepared to leave, they were presented with a pretty red box tied shut with a ribbon. Before he could ask what was inside, the waiter was gone.
His wife took it from him and undid the ribbon to peek inside. “Oooh, strawberries dipped in dark chocolate,” she told him.
Carter couldn’t help laughing as they left the dining room and made their way outside. “They aren’t taking any chances.”
Ally tilted her head. “With what?”
“With everyone getting lucky tonight.” She looked confused, so he explained. “Didn’t you notice everything we were served is considered an aphrodisiac? Salmon with honey glaze and asparagus. Oysters on the half shell. The salad had a pomegranate dressing, and now dark chocolate and strawberries.” He jerked his head toward the box.
“Oh. I don’t think I knew any of those were aphrodisiacs, except the oysters maybe.” She squinted, pursing her lips. “I read something about oysters, but I hate them. Too slimy.”
“That’s okay, I was happy to eat your share.” He flashed her a grin and then took her hand as they walked back to their cabin. He doubted any of the guests would need the help of an aphrodisiac tonight. Their hosts had done their job too well, and Carter couldn’t wait to lay his wife down on that bed and ravish her body.
Their leisurely walk picked up speed without a word of discussion, and before they knew it, they were racing down the path together.
Chapter Twelve
They stumbled into the cabin breathless and laughing. The door was barely shut before they were helping each other strip off their clothes. Allegra fell back on the bed, sprawled there, and watched as he wrestled with his jeans. “This is why I wore a skirt tonight,” she commented with a smirk.
“My legs wouldn’t look as good as yours in a skirt.” He finally kicked off the jeans and climbed onto the bed, covering her body. His light-brown eyes seemed to darken as he stared down at her. “You have been … such a brat this week. Teasing me, flirting with me, touching me when no one was looking. You’re lucky I don’t make you wait longer, just to teach you a lesson.”
He was right, she had been a brat, and she felt zero guilt about it. She reached down to wrap her fingers around his cock. He was already hard, and his erection jerked in her hand, looking for friction. “Somehow, I don’t think you’re up for anymore denial, cowboy.” She pumped his shaft firmly to make her point, and drew a long low groan out of him.
“Maybe, but that doesn’t mean I can’t spank your ass for it.”