Secrets of Us A Forbidden Love Romance (Alina)

Chapter 142

You Get What You Want

"There she is," Jakes mutters from the driver's seat.

I look ahead, taking in the modern cabin that sits in front of us. If you can even call it

that. It's more like a mansion. Of course it is.

Zaid's jacket is draped over my legs. I began to get cold after he finally let me rest from

the three orgasms he gave me. He said the first two were the ones Aiden and Jake owed

me, and the third one was from him.

The car comes to a stop in the driveway.

The place is surrounded by tall pine trees, making it private and beautiful all at the same time. The branches are heavy with snow and the sight is straight out of a Christmas card.

Jake and Aiden don't waste any time getting out.

"We'll go turn the heater on," Jake says, grabbing a set of keys from his pocket. "Make sure everything's good inside."

"I'll get the garage opener and we can put the car in before it freezes over tonight," Aiden

adds.

Jake nods in agreement, already making his way toward the front door.

Zaid and I stay in the car, and I shiver slightly as the warmth of the heater continues to

blow against my skin.

"You need your bag," he says, arms still loose around my waist.

I nod. "Yeah, I need a pair of leggings. My other ones are-" I look back toward the trees, as if I could see them where we left them at the side of the road miles ago.

He blows out a sharp breath from his nostrils, shaking his head.

With his arm still around me, he reaches into the backseat, shifting bags around until he finds mine, pulling it onto the bags on our side.

"Here," he says, unzipping it and helping me fish out a fresh pair of black leggings.

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them on, wiggling slightly in his lap as I adjust them,

my

waist.

love. Careful, unlike them,

all over again of

at him, only to find him

is warm, curious. "How are

"I'm okay." A small smile tugs

glance toward the cabin.

have so

where I hold him close. "I really think this trip

fingers trace small circles against my hip. "You want

biting my lip. "More

He quirks an eyebrow.

but I want this to work. I want us to work. And I don't want it to feel like I have to hide things. That

soften, and he leans in slightly. "I know,

just sit there in the quiet,

filtering through the cold air. Then Zaid tilts his head, his lips quirking into

did you feel about earlier?" His voice is

off

raises an eyebrow, like he knows I'm stalling. "The fucking, love.

fucked up against a tree

slap my hands over his mouth.

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forcing me to

did."

rushes to my face.

His smirk deepens. "Yeah."

the blush creeping up my neck. "It was...a

coat. He stiffens, eyes dropping in a frown as he grips my chin and

in a good way." I know where his thoughts are going, that he worries for me probably more

eyes take me in and he seems to find what he needs because he relaxes

sharply. "It was intense. And kind of overwhelming. But I liked

liked

it."

He hums.

how possible it was to like

want

hands tighten around