Page 91 of Beauty and the Bayou

“It’s you that makes me this way,” she said.“This kind of wet doesn’t scare me.”

He ran his thumb up and down again, pressing in, needing to feel the sweet heat.It scaredhima little.This woman was making him want and need things he hadn’t wanted or needed in a long, long time.

She gasped as he thumbed her clit and then sank his thumb into her pussy.He had a good grip on her or she might have slid right off his shoulder to the floor.

“Sawyer,” she said, with a breathless moan that made him ache.His cock.And his heart.

Sawyer took a deep breath just outside his bedroom door.He’d never had a woman here.If he messed around with tourists, it was always in their hotel room.Made leaving easier.There had been a couple of quickies in New Orleans back rooms.Once he’d had a hot encounter during Mardi Gras that involved an outdoor brick wall and a Mardi Gras mask.Back when he’d messed around with local girls—something all of the Landry boys had realized was really more trouble than it was worth and had given up a long time ago—it had been in backseats or truck beds.But he’d never brought a womanhome.

Tonight he couldn’t imagine being with Juliet anywhere else.

She’d lied to him.

As Sawyer deposited her on the floor next to his bed, Juliet realized she was most definitely scared.But this wasn’t the same scared as she got by water.This was all about the pounding in her chest and the butterflies in her stomach and her mind screaming,This guy is everything!Keep him forever!

He’d freaking put mosquito netting up over his bed.

Her eyes filled with tears and she had to blink rapidly.

She was falling in love with him already and they’d already had sex and it had been amazing, but she was afraid that had been nothing like what was about to come.Because he’d put mosquito netting up over his bed.

And she was not falling in love with him.

She was already there.

He stared down at her.“This is going to get dirty.”

She nodded as her breath caught in her throat and her core clenched.“Good.”

He smiled and brushed her hair back from her face.“But I want you to know, that I think you are the sweetest, most amazing, sexiest, strongest, bravest, funniest person I’ve ever met.”

Juliet felt both eyebrows rise.“Well…wow.”This guy was unlike any she’d ever met.She’d been at her most eccentric with him, and he thought she was strong and brave and amazing.Hell, he encouraged her eccentricity with the What-Ifs and the safety vest and the mosquito netting and the…everything.He made her feel completely normal in all of her craziness.

“Thought I should say that first.”

“First?”

He gave her a solemn nod.“So that you know it before I say things like my tongue’s never been inside a sweeter pussy.”

Surprise and heat coursed through her.She was in love with this guy.This complicated, emotionally knotted guy who lived in a crazy-assed place where she couldn’t imagine herself staying.And who made her laugh and made her feel all of those things he’d just told her he thought of her.No one had said those things to her, and for sure no one had made her feel them.Maybe shecouldimagine staying.Who would leave a setup like this?

“I will absolutely keep those things in mind,” she said, stepping close and pulling his shirt up his torso.He lifted his arms so she could strip it over his head—and helped her since she couldn’t possibly reach that high.“But if you’re able to talkaboutmy pussy like that, I’m not sure your tongue will be doing the job it’s supposed to be doing down there.”

His eyes darkened and flared with heat.He reached for her, cupping the back of her head and pulling her close.He lowered his face until he was staring directly into her eyes and she felt his hot breath on her lips.

“Not a bad point.So let me get these things said up front as well so that when my tongue’s busy and my mouth’s full, you still know them.Your pussy is the sweetest I’ve ever had my tongue inside, the sight of your tits bouncing while I pound inside you is the stuff I’m going to jack off to in the shower several mornings a week, the feel of your clit against my finger and tongue is something I’m never going to forget, and the sound of you saying my name as you come is going to be on a replay loop in my head as I go to sleep every night.”

She stared up at him, breathing hard, her cheeks hot, but more turned on and stunned than she’d ever been.That had all been super dirty but also strangely romantic.“No pressure, huh?”she finally asked, trying to lighten the moment so she wouldn’t rip off his clothes and climb him like a tree.

“No pressure,” he agreed.“You’re already the best I’ve ever had.”

“The office was—”

“Not what I’m talking about.”

Her heart melted and her lips parted to respond, but before she could, he’d whipped her dress off over her head, reached behind for the clasp on her bra, tossed the dress and bra over his shoulder, and tipped her back onto the bed through the V in the netting.

She landed on the mattress, turned on and in love and not caring that he could probably see both very clearly on her face.

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