Page 96 of That One Heartbreak

He pulled her legs open, his mouth kissing his way down her body. Then he dropped a mound of ice cream right there, and the shock made her eyes widen. “Holy hell!”

“I was hoping it was heavenly.” His eyes were hooded as he looked at her from between her thighs. He looked drunk.

Inebriated by her.

She could understand that. Because she felt the same way.

He’d been so sweet all afternoon. Distracting her with ice cream. Then putting on a playlist with all her favorite songs –she still needed to ask him how he knew them all – as they drove to the cabin. And when they’d walked inside there were flowers and chocolates on the bed, along with a bottle of champagne.

And the ice cream they’d picked up, of course.

He dipped his head back between her thighs, and her head dropped back because the intensity of his tongue against the ice cream was too much. Her chest was heaving, her body felt like it was caught in one of those electric cages.

“Where did you learn how to do this?” she asked him, her breath ragged.

“Ice cream school.”

She started to laugh, but the mirth dissolved from her lips as he pulled her clit between his lips, sucking hard as he slid two fingers inside her. Dear God, the man was schooled well. He’d reduced her into a puddle of need within minutes of them walking into the cabin.

“I need you inside me,” she whispered, pulling at his hair.

“Just one more minute.”

“No, now.”

She tugged insistently and he climbed over her, his warm lips capturing hers. She could taste vanilla andher.

For some reason it made every muscle inside her clench.

He slid his tip against her, teasing her. She let out a groan.

“Please, Marley.”

“That’s what I like to hear. A little begging.” He grinned.

“Shut up and get inside me.”

He kissed her again. “Your wish is my command.”

And then he was there. Just where she needed him, filling her up, making her feel whole. Everything about this was so good. The way he angled himself against her, the thickness of him inside her body. The way he kissed her soft then hard, his breath warm against her lips.

She could feel the pleasure starting to rise.

“I need to tell you something,” she whispered.

He blinked, his eyes focusing on her. “What?”

“I love you,” she whispered. “So much.” She kissed him softly, her hands on his muscled ass, encouraging his movements. Needing the friction. “I love feeling you inside me. I love the way you take care of me.” She moved her lips to his jaw, his throat, the dip where it met his chest. “I don’t ever want you to stop.”

“I won’t ever stop,” he told her, sliding his hand beneath her, angling her body until every stroke felt like he was setting her on fire. His mouth caught hers again, his kisses needy, demanding. His movements were getting faster, more erratic as he took them both to the edge.

And then she was coming, hard and fast, Marley following only a moment behind her. His body stilled as she tightened around him. Then he was spilling inside her, calling out her name.

Telling her he loved her.

She could feel the thump of his heart against her chest as they slowly came down from their high together. He cupped her face with his hand, his eyes full of emotion as he gazed at her.

“I fucking love sex camp,” he said. “And I love you.”

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