Page 45 of No One But You

It was quaint, yet homey. My mouth dropped open and I turned toward Kai. “Is this camper yours?”

“Technically it’s called a fifth wheel not just a camper.” Mischief filled his gaze. “Come on.”

We entered the camper, or fifth wheel. It was an older model, yet still in great condition. I swiped my hand over the granite countertop in the galley kitchen and turned a slow circle in front of the flat screen television. “This is great. When did you put this here?”

“Thursday night when I finished work.” He leaned on the counter. “I spent the night last night. Water’s an issue, but it’s a place to sleep, and it’s my own.” His hand brushed up my arm and sent goose bumps popping on my skin.

My eyes followed his fingers as they traveled to my shoulder, and I tilted my head to the side, exposing my neck. I didn’t want him to think I was an easy lay, yet after the day we had, after he had opened up and trusted me with his story, there was nothing I wanted more than him—well, there was one more thing. I covered his hand with mine and placed it around my waist. He got the message and wrapped me in his arms.

I held his neck and rubbed my fingers against the scruff on his chin. “Kai, what’s your last name?”

His gaze burned into me. That molten feeling I experienced Friday night returned, and my heart fluttered madly. His eyes smoldered and glowed in the dim light of the sun coming through the windows.

“How do you know that someone bought this land but haven’t heard my last name? Your aunt and her book club buddies know it.”

I shrugged. “It never came up. Past couple weeks have been busy.”

He gazed away quickly then wrapped his arms tighter. “I guess so. It’s Lawson.” His voice was deep, throaty, and damn sexy.

Lawson. Now I knew everything I needed to know. I knew how sweet and wonderful he was. I finally knew his last name. Those things mixed with his voice and his rugged good looks, and damn, those eyes, caused me to throw caution to the wind. The heat in my gut exploded. I wanted him. I wanted him badly, and I covered his mouth with mine.

It was all me and intense need. I deepened the kiss, and my tongue tangled with his. I slid his shirt from his shoulders, and it fell onto the floor.

I separated our lips, and my gaze progressed down his front. Everything about him was perfect. My hands traveled up his hard chest, and he sucked air into his lungs as I ran my fingers over his six-pack. My pulse raced. I placed my lips on his nipple and played with it with my tongue and nibbled it lightly.

A deep, throaty moan escaped him.

I smiled against his skin and continued to trail my kisses southward. His breathing increased, and I could feel his heartbeat thump against his chest. I slipped my hand into the elastic of his shorts and around to his tight ass. His skin was warm and so soft. I gave it a squeeze.

“Kora.” His voice was deep, and he clasped my arms.

A need deeper than any I’d ever felt before filled me. I wanted to taste all of this man. Feel him inside me again.

No, I didn’t want to. I needed to.

I walked him back and pushed him gently to the couch. He sat, shirtless, his shorts low on his hips, his chest moving up and down, his pupils dilated and drunk with desire. He was pure perfection. I took his hat off his head and ran my fingers through his dark thick hair. The contrast of his dark hair and light eyes made him so damn irresistible. So desirable. So hot, and completely sexy.

I got on my knees between his legs and brushed my hands up his muscular thighs to his manly chest. I gave him a sly smile.

He traced his tongue across his bottom lips and his breaths became rapid.

“Lie back, Kai. Relax.” I kissed just below his belly button, at the small patch of dark hair that disappeared under his shorts. When I glanced up, his head was back, and those crystal eyes were slits of desire and followed my every move. His chest raised and lowered quickly,

I tugged on his shorts, and he lifted his hips slightly to help. I freed his hardness from captivity. It stood at attention. Ready for me. Waiting.

I felt empowered. I did this to him. He wanted me, it was evident. I licked my lips and lowered my mouth to indulge my desire and his need.

I had his full attention.

Groans almost as deep as a growl came from his chest.

I continued to lick and suck and became turned on by his groans.

“Kora.” My name came out as a long deep moan.

I took him one last time, then unhooked my bikini top. I held it out and dropped it to the floor.

He puffed out a breath and stretched his arms toward my breasts, but I shook my head and stood. I was just out of his reach. Slowly, I stepped out of my shorts. He quickly followed my lead and deposited his shorts on the floor.

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