Page 101 of Jump on Three

She wrinkled her nose. “I’m Greek. How can I not like the beach?”

“The sand,” I guessed.

“That part isn’t my favorite, but I can survive it. I really don’t understand the concept. People just…sit there. They take entire vacations revolving around sitting there and going in and out of the ocean. If I were to go for a purpose, like to build sandcastles for a contest or collect seashells, I could enjoy it.”

I tapped my forehead. “I’m making mental notes for our future vacations. No beaches.”

“I would go if you wanted.”

“If we go, we’ll collect seashells.” I’d never had a desire to collect a fucking seashell, but I could see myself doing that with her and being perfectly content.

“That sounds like something old people do.”

I laughed. “It was you who mentioned it, old lady.”

She snuffled a little giggle. “Get off my lawn, you wild youth.”

I kissed her wrinkly nose. “So fucking cute.”

I turned the page, and she had no trouble rubbing the rabbit’s fur. I laid my hand over hers, feeling the fur along with her, then brought her fingertips to my mouth and kissed them one by one. “Do you like how that feels?”

“Oh yes. I haven’t found a part of you I don’t like touching a part of me.” She tugged on my scarf. “You could take this off for a little while. Your shirt too, if you want.”

Tossing the book aside, I sat up to unwind the scarf and yank off my shirt. By the time I turned to lie back down, Evelyn was topless, her dark-cherry nipples drawn into tight points.

I froze, caught in her beauty, in her guileless expression, her sexy little tits. Then she reached for me, and I answered her call. I lay on my side and pulled her against me, running my fingers down the smooth skin of her side.

“You make me lose my breath, angel.”

“Me too.” Her nails scratched gentle lines along my chest before she curved her arm over my shoulder to trace her favorite tattoo. “I think I’ll be ready to have sex with you soon. What about you?”

Christ.

I had to close my eyes and count to ten before I said something stupid like I was ready right fucking now. We’d only just agreed to be boyfriend and girlfriend, even though, in my head, we’d been that from the start. My cock was more than ready to feel her around me, but this was about a lot more than fucking.

Still, after this week and tonight, I had never felt closer to her. Not to mention, when she lay in front of me with her pretty tits out, it made thinking straight difficult.

I curled my fingers, nails digging into my palm, and slowly exhaled.

“Soon, angel.” I brushed her hair from her face and took her chin between my fingers to draw her closer. “I will take care of you. You know that, right?”

“Yes. I think I do.”

“You take care of me, too. Making me this scarf, buying me this book so I can better understand you…so sweet. So, so sweet.”

“You should kiss me to thank me.” Using my shoulders as leverage, she squirmed up the mattress, bringing us face to face.

I covered her mouth with mine, giving her a slow, thorough kiss. The kisses we’d shared over the past week had not been like this. Those had been careful and unsure. Closed mouth and closed off.

We were done with that now. It was Ev and me. Together. No questions or insecurity. She was mine, and I’d been hers since the first time I saw her dreamy eyes.

Her lips parted, welcoming me inside. I slid my hand beneath her neck, angling her face so I could take this deeper, taste the depths of her mouth. Her mewls were fuel, spurring me to lick her tongue and suck on her lips.

She hooked her leg over my hip, bringing our groins together. My cock dug against the fly of my trousers, begging for relief.

She tilted her hips toward mine, the warmth of her core seeping through the fabric over my leg.

“Evelyn,” I murmured against her lips, “can I touch your pussy?”

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