Page 95 of Start Your Engines

“Senna, I wasted so much of my life not accepting my feelings, and even when I did, I couldn’t act on them and chose to distance myself from you. I’m terrified that one day you’ll wake and realise I’m too much of a dickhead for someone as incredible as you.” I push him away, but he holds me tighter. “But I’m all in, baby. I’m not going to hurt you. I’m going to worship you.”

My breath catches from the adoration saturating his voice until it rasps my name. “Senna, tell me you missed me.”

“I missed you, Dane,” I grunt. It’s as if saying his surname removes me from possible heartbreak.

“Say my name. Say Connor. Did you miss me? Did you wish you could touch me and kiss me? Did you imagine coming as you rode my face? Did you struggle to focus because you wanted to play racing games, or be held by me? Because that’s all I thought about.”

I nod as I grip the waistband of his shorts.

“Then say it.”

“I missed you, Connor. When you were behind me, I wanted you to whisper my name like only you can. I wanted to curl up next to you on the plane and get the best sleep, because I only get it with you. I wanted you.”

“That’s my girl. My best friend. My everything.” He licks his fingers and slides them into my knickers.

I moan as he teases me. “I wanted to wrap my legs around your head?—”

“Your legs are one of the seven wonders of the modern world.” He calls them that often.

His fingertips brush my clit, and I press my pussy into his touch. As I talk, he slides his fingers inside me gently, and it’s like I’m finally in the place I should have been for weeks. He rubs my clit with his thumb as he continues to press his fingers inside me.

I stammer as he continues to own my pleasure, “And I wanted to be like this. In your arms forever. I missed you, Connor. I always miss you.” I barely finish the sentence before his fingers thrust faster.

“I always miss you, too, baby.”

He dips his head and bites my nipple through my bra. I’m writhing against his hand as his thumb endures against my clit, and he finger fucks me in the candlelight on his decking.

“I’ll never wake up and think you’re too much of a dickhead. I like that you’re a dickhead.” Stars are starting to spin as he finger fucks me harder. “I hope I’ll always be enough for you.”

“You can’t be anything but enough for me. You’re it. You’re the sun and the moon. There’s no part of my day that I’m not thinking of you, and if you’ll give me all your trust, I’ll show you.” His voice is deep and rough. “Give it to me, Sen.”

I hold my breath as if I can keep my control a little longer.

“Give me everything you have, because nothing would stop how I feel about you.Nothing. You are enough. You’re more than enough. You’re mine.”

My orgasm explodes, and soon, I’m shaking against his hand.

I sink my teeth into his shoulder as emotions overwhelm me. It’s like my brain is filled with fire, sun, and diesel, allcombusting at once, yet peace overwhelms me, too, making me throw my head back and stare at the star-filled sky in awe. My body sags, but he holds me up and covers me with kisses.

“Hungry, weren’t you, baby?”

“Hungry for you,” I gasp. “I’m all yours. Only yours.”

He hums against my neck as he flutters kisses to my skin. My body is still electric, and I want more. I gasp for breath, but it doesn’t dilute my need for him. Nothing can.

I reach for his shorts. “Now it’s your turn.”

He pulls his T-shirt from the back, dragging it over his head. The move is so sexy that I pause. His biceps flex. His tattoos call to me, and I trace them with my fingers as I run my tongue across my upper lip. He pulls my hands to his mouth and kisses my knuckles before pressing his lips to my palm. In a dreamlike state, we undress between kisses and loving touches.

“Have you ever had sex in this lake?” I stutter.

He quirks his brow and twists his mouth as he stares at the dark water. “Not yet. It makes me nervous. I rarely go in.”

“But you said if I were drowning in the deepest part of it, your only thought would be to save me.”

He tips his head as I stroke his cock. Thank God we’ve chatted about contraception and when we were last tested. Water and condoms would be way too complicated right now.

“I’d follow you to the ends of the earth and beyond.” His admission carries on the wind, creating an aura of protection around us. “Even though this lake at night scares me.”

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