Page 85 of Beauty and the Bayou

“Pleasemove,” she said, her voice tight, pressing back against him.“Please.”

“Fuck yes.”He pulled out and thrust again.Her velvety heat was unbelievable.He’d never felt anything like it.“God, I never want to leave this spot.”

She gave a husky laugh.“No one’s going to ask you to, I promise.”

He pulled out slowly again, then pressed in, sliding deep.They both groaned.“The next time I take you from behind, it’s gonna be with a mirror though,” he told her.“I want to see your tits bouncing.”

Her pussy clenched around him at that and he loved knowing that she loved the dirty talk.He wasn’t sure he’d be able to keep it in.Her body was every wet dream he’d ever had.He wanted to do all kinds of dirty stuff to her.He wanted to come on those tits.He wanted to fuck her in every room in his house, in every position.He wanted to worry about the windows being open and Cora hearing her screams of pleasure.He wanted to put nipple clamps on her.Her nipples were fucking made for that.

Those thoughts, along with the needy sounds Juliet was making and the hot-as-hell glove of her pussy, made him thrust harder and when he did, she gave him a heartfeltyesthat had him doing it again.And again.Deeper.Faster.Until he was fucking her hard and they were both climbing toward orgasms.

He started to reach for her clit to be sure she was with him, but just as he brushed over the sweet spot, she clamped down hard and cried out his name, her head falling forward as her body shuddered with her climax.He gripped her hips and thrust for several strokes before he shouted, “Juliet!”and came, the orgasm ripping through him.

Sawyer’s gripon her was possessive and hot and she almost didn’t want to disturb it.She loved the way he held her hard against his body, him still buried deep, as their breathing slowed and her skin started to cool slightly.

Holy crap.She’d never had an orgasm like that.Like either of the ones Sawyer had given her.She had orgasms and that was great.Self-induced and even with partners.But what Sawyer Landry had just done to her body defied anything she’d ever felt before.

That was a product, she knew, of their bonding over other things along with their chemistry.It was about the return of this flirtatious, fun-loving Sawyer that she’d thought was possibly just a myth and was delighted to find was not.It was also because she was further delighted to think that she was playing a part in him rediscovering this side.

He related to her mom, maybe, but Sawyer had been missing out on some “bike rides,” too.

Eventually he shifted behind her and she glanced over her shoulder.He met her eyes, and rubbed a hand, almost affectionately, over her ass as he slipped out of her.He was still big, even freshly spent, Juliet marveled.

She wanted him again.That was unprecedented.

“Damn, girl,” he said, his tone sincere, even with the half smile tugging up one corner of his mouth.

“I have to say that I really approve of how y’all take care of splinters down here,” she said.Giving him a little fake accent.“Doesn’t hurt a bit.”

He chuckled and caught her bandaged hand, turning her to face him.

Of course he was completely unabashed about being naked and what they’d just done.That was exactly the way she would have expected Sawyer and all the Landrys, really, to approach sex.With enthusiasm and not a touch of shyness.They approached most things with enthusiasm and there wasn’t much shyness around here about anything.

He lifted her finger to his mouth and gave it a kiss.“Well, now you know I’m your guy for any aches and pains you’ve got.”

“Yeah,” she said, softly, feeling warmth bubble up in her chest.“But I already knew that.”

Something flickered in his eyes.Something that looked like heat but also satisfaction and almost possessiveness.

Sawyer had been taking care of her since the second they’d met.And she kept giving him reasons.He’d distracted her from that thinking with the hot kisses and his big hands and everything else, but when she’d slipped on the bottle and gotten the splinter, it had all come roaring up into her consciousness.

Yes, Sawyer was protective.Yes, he’d be there to take care of things.And she liked when he did.Which was why her being here temporarily was a good thing.He didn’t need more people to worry about and protect.He didn’t deserve that.Just when he was getting over the loss of one person he hadn’t been able to protect and save, he didn’t need someone who wasalwaysgoing to need that.

This was her reality.She was always going to be a little unsteady, always going to need to be overly prepared, always going to have to What-If every damned thing.If she stuck around, Sawyer was going to be catching her and picking her up and fixing things constantly.

It made her a little sad thinking about that.But this man was wired to be the guy who never quit trying to save everyone and everything, and he lived in a place and had a lifestyle that would always physically challenge her.

She would exhaust him emotionally because she’d never be completely fine.And whileshewas okay with that, she wasn’t sure Sawyer would be.

They cleaned up and got dressed and Sawyer put all of the first aid supplies away all without speaking but as she started toward the door, he caught her wrist and pulled her around.He cupped her face and kissed her deeply.

When he finally let her go, long seconds later, he ran his thumbs over her lips.“We’ll go work on the dock a little more, but I want you again later.And then again later after that.”

She couldn’t do anything but nod.She wanted him again, too.She was only here for a few more days and she was going to take whatever she could get from this man.

He kissed her hard and quick and then let her go.He bent and grabbed her safety vest from the floor and held it out.Juliet let him help her into it, buckling it for her and straightening it, before taking her hand.

They got out to the building area just in time to see Chase boarding a boat with Leo and Ellie.They all waved with huge grins on their faces, and Juliet felt an overwhelming number of emotions looking at her brother with the Landry matriarch and patriarch.

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