The next morning Ann awoke feeling more relaxed and refreshed than she had in a long time. The massage from the day before had helped a lot and she barely felt any soreness in her legs or between her thighs. Jared's decision to give her a small reprieve had done wonders to her body and now she felt a strong need to put it to the test once again.
If only her victim was cooperating, she chuckled to herself. With that thought she opened her eyes and tried to locate said victim. He had shared her bed during the night, but his side of the bed was cold, indicating he must have abandoned it some time ago. She looked around the small cabin but he was nowhere in sight.
"Typical," she said aloud as she scrambled herself out of bed and started to locate her clothes.
Whenever the woman was ready to seduce her male victim into having a good morning fuck, he was up early. It was just her luck, she imagined. Or perhaps he thought she was still too sore to do anything fun. If that was the case she would show him the error of such stupid ideas, she vowed as she poured down a few loafs of bread and went outside.
Immediately she caught sight of her missing lover. He was sitting in the sunlight and seemed to be working on his fishing gear again. As she stepped out on the porch he looked up and she met his smouldering gaze before he arrested himself and bent his head down to look at the fly he was working on.
"Good morning," she started cheerfully. "You're up early."
"Couldn't sleep," he murmured as he gave her a quick glance before concentrating on his work again.
"Have you eaten anything?" she blurted out just to keep their conversation floating.
"Yes, hours ago. You were sleeping so deeply I didn't want to wake you."
"Pity," she said so low that he wouldn't hear her.
A long pause settled between them as they both seemed to be lost in thought and not knowing what to say. Ann wondered what had happened to suddenly make it so awkward just to have a small conversation. Maybe he was also wondering what would happen when the week was over.
She wondered if they would part ways and never give a second thought to the feelings they had shared during this week. She should probably be just as casual about it as he was and not think anything more about it. Just treat the experience as a nice little fling and then move on to the next one.
She was just worried that she wouldn't be able to let go that easily. The past week had taught her a lot about herself and the way she wanted her dream man to be. It was no mistaking the fact that Jared seemed very close to that dream man. In fact, she was sure that if he would stick around for a while longer, she would never be able to let him go at all.
All the more reason for her to end their relationship as soon as possible, before her heart got tangled in the process, it suddenly occurred to her. Maybe she should just limit her losses and leave the cabin today instead of hanging on until the end. She wondered how long
he
would stay. He hadn't said anything about when he needed to return to the city. For all she knew he could be leaving her in a few hours time.
"Are you feeling better?" Jared's voice suddenly interrupted her thoughts.
"Huh?" She almost jumped out of her reveries as she met his questioning eyes.
"Your muscles," Jared explained. "Do you feel better today?"
He was obviously wondering whether his massage had the desired effect. She felt her cheeks become rosy as she remembered the way he had massaged her clit as well and her uninhibited response as she spread her legs wider to give him more room to pleasure her most vulnerable part. Jared seemed to recollect as well as he answered her blush with a knowing smile.
She was feeling like an inexperienced virgin around him. It angered her a lot how she felt this vulnerable when she wanted to tease him and flirt with him like the experienced woman she thought herself to be. She had to get a hold on herself, she thought as she tried to collect her thoughts in order to give him a witty response.
"Yes, I'm much better. Thank you," she finally mumbled instead, not at all pleased with the way her brain seemed to shut down whenever he smiled at her. She was acting like a teenager with her first boyfriend, she thought gloomily to herself.
"I can give you some more if you want," Jared offered easily, seeming on top of himself all of a sudden and smiling that knowing smile of his.
It took some time for her to register whether he meant the massage or the sexual pleasure. She gave him a thorough look to see if she could discern which one he meant. He met her eyes with an innocent look and she relaxed her stance.
This was Jared, she reminded herself. She had known him for most of her life and she knew he was a nice man -- well, most of the time, she thought, as she recollected some of the pranks that he and her brother had pulled on her over the years.
As a younger sister, she had adored her older brother and wanted to hang out with him as much as possible. But, as she grew older, she had realised that some of the friends of her brother held much more interest than Cade did, and Jared had definitely been one of the most interesting subjects.
What a pity he had never looked at her like this before. And now that she had him close, what was she doing except trying to hide her embarrassment before him? How silly of her, she thought all of a sudden. She really had nothing to lose at this stage.
"Yes, I could definitely need some more of that massage of yours," she suddenly stated before she managed to lose her nerve. "It felt so good what you did last night," she added as she watched his eyes heating to her words. He had obviously understood what part of his massage that she was talking about.
"You want more then?" his voice sounded hoarse.
