Page 30 of Rekindled Heat

"Are you hungry?"

He looks at me with desire in his eyes.

"I'm starving."

"Then help me pack this up so we can go somewhere more private."

We gather the food I had served on top of the blanket and then hear a chorus of voices.

"Kiss, kiss, kiss." Comes the chant.

The old ladies want us to kiss, and for once, I don't mind doing their bidding.

"Wanna give them a show?" I ask.

"You better believe it."

He takes me into his arms like I'm the thing he loves most in the world and kisses me—franticly as if the earth will explode if he doesn't ravish my mouth right now in front of an audience. My body tingles and my core grows moist, and if we didn’t have this audience, I would be on his lap. When we finally come up for air, everyone is whistling and catcalling.

Erik is smiling and won't really let me go until I press my body against him and remind him that there's more to come. We're back at my house in minutes, and as soon as we're inside, we yank our clothes off. I lift my dress up and off, and he takes off his t-shirt and jeans. Our underwear goes next, and then we're both gloriously naked in my living room.

"Your bedroom still over there?"

"Un-hah." I can’t even speak.

He picks me up in a fireman hold and goes to the bedroom, where he throws me unceremoniously on the bed.

"I didn't know you liked it rough, Mr. Nelson."

"I like it anyway I can have it with you. But tonight, I want to make love to you. Because that's what this is in my chest. That's why I couldn’t breathe properly until I came here. I love you."

He climbs on top of me and takes my face between his hands.

"I want to get to know you, Brandy. All of you. The good stuff and the bad stuff. Your quirks, your fears, your dreams. I want to learn it all."

"That sounds like it might take some time. I would only do that if I were in love with a person."

He starts tickling me, and I can't stop giggling.

"Say it. I know you feel it, too."

"Stop! Stop! I yield. I love you. I love you, Erik Nelson."

He kisses me until I'm melting beneath him.

"Condoms?"

"In the drawer there."

I beat him to it and reach for the drawer, taking out a packet. I tear the foil and bring out the condom. I roll it onto his hard cock, and when it's completely on, I tease his balls, a smile on my face.

"Does this mean that this is mine now?" I say, still handling his jewels.

"All of it."

He hovers over me and won't take his eyes off me. It's like he fears I'll disappear if he stops. I reach for his face and cup his jaw.

"I'm here. We're together now. You can let go."

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