Page 81 of Beauty and the Bayou

“Here, see what you think.”He leaned in and kissed her, sliding his tongue over her bottom lip, then stroking along her tongue.He lifted his head a moment later.“Do you want more?”

“I do,” she said softly.“More ofthat.”

“Let’s get your hand taken care of,” he told her.“Then I’ll give you anything you want.”He meant that with everything in him.And he hoped she’d ask fora lot.

Her pupils were dilated when he looked down at her.God, she was beautiful.

He lifted her hand and looked at her finger again.Then lifted it to his mouth, drew it in and sucked gently.It would soften the skin and draw the splinter out a bit.Juliet pulled in a quick breath and squeezed her knees together.Yeah, he’d been hoping it would make her hot and tingly, too.It tasted like the moonshine, of course, but he could definitely taste Juliet underneath the potent alcohol and he wanted more.

He let her finger go and blew on it gently to dry it, then reached into the first aid kit.He pulled out a roll of duct tape.He pulled off a strip, lifting it up to tear it off with his teeth.

“Duct tape?”she asked.“I was expecting a needle.”

“This should work.If not, we’ll do what we need to.”

He lifted the piece of tape and pressed it against the splinter, wrapped his hand around it gently, warming the tape a little, then started to peel it back slowly.The tape pulled the splinter out as it came away from her skin.

“I love duct tape,” she said.“I never go anywhere without some.”

“See, you have more in common with us than you thought.”

When the splinter was about a third of the way out, he felt more resistance and he reached for the tweezers in the kit, pulling the rest of it out.Then he dabbed ointment on the area, wrapped a bandage around it, then lifted it to his lips for a kiss.

His eyes were on her face the whole time and he saw her lips part as he kissed her finger.

“That was pretty smooth,” she said.

He nodded.“No problem at all.”

“And now it’s time for anything I want?”

Sawyer pulled a breath in through his nose.He nodded.“Anything.”

She ran a palm over his chest, watching her hand as she did it.Then she lifted her eyes to his.“You said I didn’t always have to be the one that was fully prepared for everything.”

“Right.”

“Does that mean that you’ve got a condom in your pocket, Sawyer?”she asked, her voice soft and husky.

He ran his hand up the side of her neck to the back of her hair as heat and want tightened his body.“Yes, Juliet, it does.”

“Awesome,” she breathed.

“You need to What-If anything?The door?My family and the tourists outside?The ridiculously thick layer of dust in here?”

She didn’t even give him a smile.She shook her head.“The only thing I can focus on is what if I have to walk out of here without you touching me.”

There was no way in hell that was going to happen.

Sawyer bent to kiss her, but Juliet somehow arched her back, lifting to meet him partway.Their mouths met in a hot, wet clash of desire and enthusiasm.Lips touched, tongues stroked, hands roamed.

Sawyer grasped her hair in his hand, tipping her head back so he could truly plunder her mouth.Her hands stroked over his chest, her fingers digging in, the feel of her nails stinging slightly and making his cock ache.She lifted her legs, crossing her ankles at the back of his thighs and he pressed forward.But his height and the height of the desk made the fit not-quite perfect.Frustrated, he pulled away, looking down at her, breathing hard.

She looked dazed, her lips pink from the pressure of his mouth, her breathing also fast.

He glanced around and saw one of the tall stools like the one Kennedy used behind the front desk in the main office.Without hesitation, he scooped Juliet up with his hands under her ass and carried her across the office, depositing her on the stool.It swiveled slightly, but he clamped his hands on her hips and she again wrapped her legs around him.Pressed together like that, the stool was going nowhere.Her arms were around his neck again, her body arching against him, as they went back to the hot, deep kisses.

Sawyer pressed his cock into the soft notch between her thighs and they both groaned.His hands moved to her ass, pulling her against him more tightly.She circled her pelvis, rubbing against his cock and Sawyer knew this was going to go absolutely as far as she let it.

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