Page 69 of Boxed In

“No. But it’s a good place to hide out.”

She tipped her head and looked at him. “You’re talking like Luke, but Zabastian brought us here.”

“I think you can deal with me as one guy—Luke. Unless there’s some reason for the big Z to assert himself.”

“Thanks. I think.”

“Let’s not waste time talking.” Before she could answer, he set down the box on a rock ledge high above the water, then bent his head and rubbed his lips back and forth against hers, this time more softly, because they really did have time to enjoy this place. Hiding out wasn’t an option—it was a necessity.

He sucked at her bottom lip, then slipped one hand under her shirt, sliding his fingers in delicious circles over her back, entranced by her soft skin. With more finesse than he’d managed the first time, he unhooked her bra and heard her breathing change.

The needy sound jolted up his arousal another notch, and he’d already been fully aroused and ready to make love with her when he brought her here. But he wasn’t going to rush this. Not hardly.

He slid one hand down her spine again, then cupped the fullness of her bottom, pulling her more firmly against his swollen cock.

The Luke Garner part of him wanted to tell her he had fallen in love with her. But he wasn’t free to say it. Not when he knew that he had to deliver the box to the Moon Priests—or die trying. No options about that either.

He looked down so she wouldn’t see the resigned expression that crossed his face before shoving the thought to the back of his mind as he clasped Olivia’s body against his. If he died, then he would take these moments with Olivia to heaven with him.

Greedily, he turned his full attention to her as he put a little distance between them so he could reach the buttons that ran down the front of her borrowed blouse.

This time as he opened them, he was more careful not to tear them off. When the front of the shirt hung loosely, he bent his head, pressing his face between her breasts, then turning so that he could kiss the inner curve of one full mound and then the other.

She clasped the back of his head in her arms, holding him against her. Smiling, he slid his mouth to one taut nipple and circled it with his tongue before sucking it into his mouth.

He was rewarded by Olivia’s small gasp.

He switched to little kisses over her breast as he unsnapped her slacks, lowered the zipper and slicked the pants and her panties down her legs.

Without raising his head, he said, “Get me out of these jeans. They’re killing me.”

He heard her soft laugh, then felt her unbuckle his belt and lower his zipper.

He held his breath, willing her to reach inside and take him in her hand. When she did, he sighed in pleasure.

“Lord, that’s good,” he told her, as she squeezed and stroked him. But he knew he could only take so much of that focused attention. He lifted her hand away from his cock, then pushed his jeans and undershorts down so he could step out of them.

She was still wearing her shirt, and he slid it off her shoulders and down her arms, tossing it onto the rocks. Taking her hand, he led her to stone steps carved into the side of the pool.

As they descended hand in hand into the steamy water, she made a soft sound of pleasure.

“Nice.”

“Oh yeah,” he answered, testing his footing as he led her farther into the pool. The water was a little more than waist high. With a grin, he dragged her down into the water, crouching beside her as she floated on the surface of the natural hot tub.

He kept one arm under her. With the other, he began to stroke her, enjoying the view of her floating body as he aroused her to a high peak of pleasure, bringing her to the edge of orgasm and then letting her settle.

“Luke,” she gasped. “I need. . .”

“Yes.” He lifted her in his arms, then set her on a narrow shelf that jutted from the side of the pool. Opening her legs, he moved between them so that he could easily thrust inside her.

“Oh!”

The water slowed his movements, inciting his need and yet governing the pace.

Standing in front of her, he had wonderful access to her body. He stroked her as he moved in and out of her, one hand on the spot where her pleasure centered and the other caressing her breast.

He felt her inner muscles spasm, heard her gasp when she came undone for him.

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