Page 78 of Beauty and the Bayou

“Right here,” he told her gruffly.

She started rubbing, spreading the lotion over his skin, making slow, torturous circles over his chest.She covered his pecs, her palms brushing over his nipples, sending bursts of heat through him.She stroked up to his shoulders and up the sides of his neck.

Her touch made everything in him tighten, while at the same time making him feel like he was able to exhale for the first time in months.This felt so good, so fucking normal and right, and was pleasure on a level he had nearly forgotten.

Juliet held a hand out for more lotion.Not because his skin needed more protection, but clearly because she was enjoying the touching as much as he was.He squirted more into her palm and she ran her hands over his ribs and down his sides and across his abs.Twice.Then three times.Then again.Just as he was about to grab her hand and urge it lower, she slid around him, trailing her fingers around to his back, then took the bottle from him.He felt the coolness of the lotion hitting the skin between his shoulder blades.She spread it up and down his back, on both sides of his spine, lingering over the area above his waistband.Her hands circled until, he assumed, the lotion was rubbed in.

Finally, she stepped back.“That reallywasfun.”

He quickly turned, grabbing her hand before she could get away.“Let’s keep doing it.”

She dropped the bottle of lotion as he ran his hands up her arms to cup her face.She let him tip her head back and she spread her fingers over his ribs, running them up and down like before.

Heat arrowed to his cock and he pressed close.

“We’re never going to finish this dock.”

“I don’t care about the dock.”

“You do.”

“Not as much as I care about getting you naked.”

She smiled.“You cared about it more than anything two weeks ago.”

“That’s before you reminded me that I kind of liked the old Sawyer.”

“The old Sawyer does seem like a pretty great guy.”She ran her hands up and down his sides.“But I happen to like this one, too.”

“I’m really glad.”He lowered his mouth to hers, taking her lips in a slow, deep kiss.

She arched into him, her fingers curling into his sides, but the lotion made it too slippery for her to really get any grip.Instead, she dropped her hands to his waistband, hooking her thumbs in his belt loops and turned him, backing him up against the stack of wooden slats behind him.

He almost grinned.He liked the show of dominance.He was so much bigger than she was that he could easily lift her and put her wherever he wanted her.But he liked having her show him that she wanted this, too.Of course, he couldn’t grin.His mouth was far too busy with other things.

Sawyer pressed his thumb against her chin slightly, encouraging her to open, and she did with a sweet, hot sigh.He swept his tongue along hers, tasting her deeply.

He didn’t care that they were outside, he didn’t care that it was very likely most, if not all, of his family was watching, he didn’t care that the dock might not get done or that he’d just knocked her hard hat off.Even more,shedidn’t seem to care that he’d just knocked her hard hat off.

Juliet moaned as he cupped the back of her head and pressed into him, trying to get closer.She stepped in and suddenly jerked, her mouth ripped away from his, her body falling.Instinctively, he grabbed her, hauling her up against him.

Her big brown eyes blinked up at him.

“What happened?”

She grimaced.“Stepped on the lotion bottle with my wobbly ankle and it rolled.”

He gave a soft chuckle.“Even when we’re trying to be safe, stuff happens.”

She didn’t smile.She pulled back slightly and he let her go.She took a deep breath.“Yeah,” she finally agreed.“That’s the thing.”

He frowned.“What’s the thing?”

“That even when I do everything right to be safe and avoid problems, stuff still happens.”

“That wasmylotion bottle, not yours.”

She shrugged.“I wear hips waders and a life jacket so I’m safe on the dock and then almost fall off that dock and break my neck.”

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