Chapter Fourteen
Drea rolled over in bed, finding herself alone. A momentary wave of panic passed through her until her hand glided over the currently unoccupied pillow and found a piece of paper.
Morning Sweetness - I didn’t run away, but I did sneak out a little early to avoid some prying eyes and dodge some questions we might not want to answer just yet. I’ll see you in the kitchen for breakfast. -K
PS: last night was amazing ;)
She sighed, reading the note all the way through a couple of times before finally placing it in the nightstand drawer. She was so relieved to find it wasn’t a dream, and that last night did happen. Grabbing her phone, which had somehow made its way to the charging cord on the nightstand, she turned it on, hoping she didn’t miss anything major. Other than a text from Simone about settling on a dress, an unexplained winky face from Dalton, and a “so, what happened?” followed by a few “???” from Leona, it seemed to have been a pretty uneventful evening. Well, for everyone else at least.
Sitting up, she realized she was a little sore from last night’s activities. She pressed her palms lightly against her chest, her sensitive nipples still hard from Kyle’s relentless attention. An energy flowed through her like she couldn’t ever recall feeling. She knew she should get up and go run, but the slight, although wonderful, ache in her core was enough to dissuade her. She scrolled to Leona’s texts and responded.
Drea: Morning
Leona: oh, look who’s alive!
Drea: Very ;)
Leona: What’s that supposed to mean? DID SOMETHING HAPPEN?
Drea: You in your office?
Leona: OMG, something did!
No, I’m down in laundry, India called out.
Drea: Be there in 10
Strolling down the hall toward the laundry room, Drea tried to hide the ridiculous smile she knew was on her face. It had taken her a couple of steps to tone down the extra little pep she felt on the way over here. She didn’t want anyone to look at her and think that something was up. But she couldn’t help the giddiness she felt. Turning into the laundry room, she saw Leona changing out a load of towels.
“Welcome to the Indigo Royal Fluff and Fold!” Leona sang as she looked up to see Drea walking in.
“Morning.”
“Don’t you look like the cat that ate the canary!”
“Do I? I was trying to hide it.”
“And what exactly is there to hide?”
“Well, Kyle and I talked last night,” she said coyly.
“Girl, based on that dopey look on your face, you did a lot more than talk,” she said, glaring knowingly at her best friend.
“Yeah…”
“Yeah?”
Drea nodded. She wanted to just word vomit the whole story out, but she didn’t dare just start unloading. Not without knowing who might be listening.
“Girl, spill, now!!!” Leona hissed, grabbing a basket of freshly dried towels and dumping it on the folding table.
“Are we alone?”
“Of course we’re alone, we’re in the laundry! Now stop stalling!”
Drea picked up a towel and started to fold, taking in a deep breath. “Where do you want me to start?”
“Well, I can assume he apologized.”
“Yes, he did. And the Prages picked that moment to get on the boat and disrupt the moment. But that actually was kinda cute, because Mr. Prage totally called us out on it!” She giggled thinking about the look on the older gentleman’s face when he looked at her and Kyle yesterday afternoon. “But then later, while they were watching the sunset, he kissed me.”
“Just kissed you?”
“Well, we were on the boat, working, with guests present,” she pointed out. Never mind that Drea was pretty sure had they looked at those guests she would have found them making out too.
Leona just looked at her, waiting for her to continue. She pushed a stack of folded towels down the long table and grabbed another bunch to continue the fold process.
“So then when we got back, we grabbed some food from the kitchen and took it for a picnic out behind the cottage. We ate and talked and then one thing led to another…”
“OH MY GOD!” Leona whisper shouted. “You did not have sex on Big House Beach!”
“No, we made it to the bed.”
“Wait, hold on. You slept with him? Like actual sex, not just heavy petting until you both were happy puppies?”
“Yup. We kinda skipped straight to the good stuff.”
Leona let out a little shriek and scurried around the table. She grabbed Drea in a big hug, jumping up and down.
“Holy shit, Drea! How was it? Did it live up to your fantasies? Did you come? What does all this mean...are you together?”
“It was...I don’t even know how to describe it, Lee,” she said, stopping midfold. “Amazing doesn’t begin to cover it. It was like, a Lauren Layne book come to life. We were like, actually in sync with each other and on the same page.”
“So, did you come?”
“Twice. Turns out Kyle is really good with his hands.” She blushed at her last comment, hoping it wasn’t too much of an overshare.
“Damn girl, I’m borderline jealous. Of the multiple orgasms, not the Kyle part.”
Drea laughed. “Thanks.”
“You feeling okay about all of this? That was zero to sixty in like, no time flat,” she commented, turning serious.
“I am actually. And that’s not just the post-orgasm high speaking. Speaking of which, I had no idea that they were a whole hell of a lot better when not self-induced.”
“Oh yes,” Leona responded, waggling her eyebrows up and down. “You might want to take out your own trash though, so no one else sees what’s in there. Not that I think Margarita or whoever takes care of your cottage this week would say anything, but around here, with your uncles, you probably don’t want to take the risk.”
“I didn’t even think of that.”
“Speaking of your uncles, you plan on telling them?”
“We haven’t talked about that yet. Truth be told, we haven’t even really discussed if we’re together.”
“Might want to figure that one out.” She motioned for the towel Drea had stopped folding. She handed it over and leaned against the table behind her.
“Yeah.”
“But I’m so happy for you, Drea. I know this is what you’ve wanted for a long time.”
“It is,” she said, looking at her watch. “Speaking of uncles and Kyle, I gotta go meet them all in the kitchen for breakfast.”
“Kyle and your uncles together for a meal, the morning after he fucked you senseless? Oh, this I can’t miss.”
The two women walked into the kitchen, still giggling about something. Kyle looked up from the coffee carafe he was filling when he heard Drea’s giggle. The sound was music to his ears and sent a tingle down his spine.
Climbing out of bed while it was still dark this morning to creep back to his room was possibly one of the hardest things he’d ever done. Watching her fall asleep in his arms and feeling her lying there, snuggled up against him as they slept last night, had been absolute heaven. Everything about her had been perfection, from her tan skin, to her reaction to his touch, to the way that beautiful bare pussy gripped his cock while he was inside her.