Page 46 of Rockstar's Accidental Marriage

She gives me a look, half amused and half incredulous.

“Yep,” I say, grinning at her reaction and sitting up to tug my shirt over my head. “It’s the best way to enjoy the water.”

Emily laughingly protests, “Sam!” her voice rises as I kick off my boots.

“What?” I ask, feigning innocence as I stand and start undoing my belt.

“You can’t just... What if someone comes by?”

“No one’s going to come by,” I assure her, stepping out of my jeans and tossing them onto the blanket.

She glances around, and I see the color rise in her face. “You’re shameless.”

“And you’re overdressed,” I smirk, wading into the water.

The coolness envelops me immediately, refreshing and invigorating. I dive under, swimming out a bit before surfacing and shaking the water from my hair.

“Come on, Em,” I call, treading water. “You’ll love it.”

She hesitates, her arms crossed. “I don’t know...”

“It’s just us,” I say, my tone lower now. “No one’s watching. I promise.”

She bites her lip, glancing around nervously before finally relenting. “Fine. But if anyone shows up, I’m blaming you.”

“Deal,” I say with a grin.

She takes her time, slipping off her shoes and slowly unbuttoning her shirt. When she’s finally nude, the sight of her standing there, the sunlight dancing on her skin, takes my breath away.

She folds her clothes neatly, placing the towels close to the water’s edge, and I can’t help but laugh.

“What’s so funny?” she asks, narrowing her eyes at me.

“Nothing,” I say, shaking my head. “You’re just...”

“Shut up,” she mutters, stepping into the water.

The coolness makes her gasp, and she glares at me. “You didn’t say it was freezing!”

“It’s not freezing,” I protest, swimming closer. “You’ll get used to it.”

She splashes water at me in retaliation, and I laugh, diving under to avoid her.

When I surface, she’s grinning, her earlier hesitation replaced by a look of pure pleasure sparkling in her eyes. She wades deeper into the water, and I’m struck by how beautiful she looks–her skin glowing in the dappled sunlight, her dark hair curling damply around her shoulders.

“See?” I say, pulling her slowly into my arms as my voice deepens. “Told you it was worth it.”

She rolls her eyes but doesn’t argue, her breath catching in her throat as my hands reach out to explore her wet curves.

When I pull her closer to my chest, she willingly goes, wrapping her legs around my waist. Taking our time, we slowly explore each other’s body. Our breathing is harsh as our mutual passion rises. I glide my hand between her legs, finding her heat. Her eyes close as I slip my fingers through her wet folds.

She gives a soft moan when I push a finger inside her. Suddenly, I can’t wait. I have to taste her, but I want her laid out before me so I can feast on her. Carrying her with me as I wade from the water, I gently place her on the thick grass and follow her down. I kiss my way down her damp body from her lips to her toes and then back up.

Hovering over her as I part her thighs. Then my mouth covers her most intimate place, and I lift her knee over my shoulder, giving me a better angle. I dive in, caressing her with my lips and tongue. Delving in even deeper, I feel her fingers grasp my wet hair. She tugs slightly, just enough to urge me on, and I give a devilish smile. Pulling away, I sink a thick finger into her, knuckle deep. When I curl it slightly, pushing against her inner walls, she gives a soft whimper.

As I continue my ministrations, her whimpers turn into moans. Raising my head, I say in a voice filled with satisfaction, “No one can see us or hear us. Be as loud as you want, Cupcake.”

Leaning down, I push deeper into her as her moans grow louder. When I lightly pinch her clit she lets out a high keening cry, then a loud shout, as she orgasms hard in my arms. Her body clenching uncontrollably around my still-pumping fingers.

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