Revealed by You(29)

My heart raced. I cupped his cheek. “Brett.”

His gaze met mine, his nostrils flaring. “Switch me seats.”

The man laughed and rose from his seat before heading down the aisle to the bathroom.

I gripped Brett’s shirt tight in my hands. “That’s what he wants, Brett.”

“I don’t care. I’m not having him eye fucking you when we still have an hour left of the flight,” he said, his tone harsh.

My head spun but I nodded.

His tense body relaxed as he let out a breath and we switched spots. “Why did you lie and say we were on our honeymoon?”

I looked up at Brett and leaned my head against the seat. “I thought maybe it would back him off.”

His eyes heated. He pinched my chin and placed a hard kiss on my lips. “Mrs. MacLean,” he whispered.

Mrs. MacLean. The way the name rolled off of his tongue made my insides melt. To be his wife one day, to get to that point let me know that he was definitely in this for the long run. It wasn’t a fluff, hearts and flowers filled romance but raw, intense, painful. Real.

I imagined us sitting on the porch of our future home, being old and gray and laughing about all of this. The only question was, would we ever get there?

“Rest. It’s going to be a couple of hours at least before you’ll get to sleep,” he whispered in my ear.

I smiled, knowing he wasn’t just saying that because it would take a while to get to our room.

The next time I opened my eyes, I was greeted with beautiful blue depths.

Brett smiled and placed a soft kiss on my mouth. “We’re getting ready to land. We’re in Mexico, Evvie.”

My heart jumped and I looked outside. The sun was shining bright as we landed. My stomach flipped. This was it. Two weeks. Alone. With Brett MacLean. My boyfriend, my lover, a piece of me I never knew existed until a couple of months ago.

No worries, no one else to ruin our moment. It was just him and I.



***



We arrived to our room mid-afternoon. I was tired but so excited, my body vibrated. The room was large. A king sized bed sat against the far wall with a small sitting area beside it.

I walked around the bright room, taking in the scenery before me.

When we landed and headed through security, we didn’t see the guy from the plane again. He didn’t even come back to his seat after going to the bathroom which I had thought was odd.

The sun shone into the white room, heating my skin as I stared out the patio doors.

The hairs on my body tingled and I smiled, taking a deep breath as I felt Brett approach me.

“Do you know what I’m thinking right now?” he asked, kissing the side of my neck.

I leaned into his touch. “I could take a guess.”

“Go for it,” he said, placing his hands against the patio door on either side of my head and leaned into me.

“You’re wondering how many places you can christen in this room.”

He chuckled. “Oh, I am thinking more than that but yes, that’s the general idea.”

I turned around and leaned against the cool glass. Memories of our first time reined in my mind as I brushed a finger down the cotton of his t-shirt. “Sex first and then tour the resort? Or tour the resort and then sex?”

He smirked and stepped back. “Strip and bend over the edge of the bed.”

“Sex first then.” I sighed dramatically. “I guess if we have to,” I said, feigning a yawn.

A wicked grin spread on his face. “Lover, you will regret saying that.”

I sashayed away and pulled off my clothes, leaving me standing naked before him. “Prove it. Show me what you want, Brett,” I demanded.

He pulled his belt off with a snap. “I will break you.”

“Tell me.”

He took a step towards me and folded his belt in half. “I will fuck you into submission.”

Oh dear God. Liquid seeped between my thighs. I couldn’t wait. I needed him inside of me but this new game we were playing was hot as hell. I licked my lips not being able to keep my eyes off of the belt in his hand. Memories of the leather slapping against me made the flesh of my ass tingle. “You think so do you?”

His eyes heated as he circled me. He was like a feral animal, caging me in, waiting to make his next move before he struck. “Bend over the bed.”

I did as he said. The bed was high off the floor and with me being short, it left my feet dangling in the air.

“Close your eyes,” he demanded, running a hand down my naked back.

“You—”

A heavy hand covered my mouth, tilting my head back. “If you don’t be quiet and do as I say, I will gag you.”

I gasped. Now that would make for an interesting situation. Bound and gagged for his pleasure only as he took me how he wanted. My body heated. Yup, that’s it. I was done.