Page 115 of Second Chance Savior

“Hey, now,” the sheriff complained behind us. I laughed, pushing my forehead into hers. I hadn’t set her down yet. My eyes were on Charlie, but from the corner of my vision, I spotted more of my friends coming outside.

“You realize everyone is watching us,” I murmured. If she’d wanted to keep our fling under wraps, this wasn’t the way to do it.

“I don’t care. Right now, nothing in the world is going to stop me from kissing you.”

“I take it we haven’t switched tojust friendsyet?”

“Nope. Not yet.”

“But thiswouldbe more fun alone. Just saying.”

“Good point.” She straightened her legs, and I eased her down. The moment her toes touched the ground, she grabbed my hand and tugged me toward the cabins.

“I’ll be back,” I shouted at the others.

Laughter and a few hoots followed us.

Charlie was staying in the first cabin on the row. The moment she got me inside, she flipped the lock and pushed me up against the closed door. More kisses, these ones open-mouthed and far more scandalous than the ones we’d shared in the parking lot. Tongues gliding together, hands pulling at clothes.

“You don’t even want to talk first, baby?” I teased.

“I’ve done little except talk for the last two days. That, and worry about you being stuck in a jail cell. I just… I want to feel you again. Knowing that we’re both safe.”

“That I can do.” I kissed her hair, pressed another to her neck. “Can we shower? I need to wash the jail off me.”

“It’s a really tiny shower.”

“We can make do.”

We stripped, leaving our clothes in a trail to the bathroom. The shower was indeed tiny, but somehow we squeezed inside. We washed each other and laughed as we moved around, trying to rinse the suds. It required a lot of pressing our naked bodies together. That was no hardship at all. My hands wandered over her curves. Squeezing her butt cheeks as my cock hardened to aching against her stomach.

I fumbled behind me to switch off the water. Grabbed a large towel to dry us and wrapped it around both of our shoulders in a cocoon.

I couldn’t get enough of her kisses. Her slippery body up against mine.

Eventually we made it the few feet to the bed and collapsed, still tangled up. I landed on my back with Charlie on top. The shower had turned her reddish blond locks to dark, and damp strands stuck to her forehead and neck. Her freckles stood out against her creamy skin in the low light.

Memories slammed into me. The dangers and triumphs of the past week. But also the years that I’d wanted exactly this.Charlie McKinley in my bed, gazing down at me like she might feel a fraction of the adoration I had for her.

Was that possible? Or was I fooling myself?

“God, you’re beautiful,” I breathed.

“You too. I’ve always liked your smile.” She brushed her fingers over my lips. I kissed them as they passed. “And your hair. Your body’s all right too.”

“Wow, such high praise.”

“Trying not to feed your ego too much. Genevieve told me you once compared yourself to an ancient Egyptian god.”

I groaned. “Wait. My friends have been snitching on me? That’s not fair.”

“Just wait until you find out the stories I’ve toldthem.”

The thought of Charlie bonding with my Hartley friends made me happier than I could describe. So I went back to kissing her instead, stroking her skin and holding her close. After the stress of the last couple of days, the good feelings were even more intense. We weren’t running from anything. Weren’t needed until later. My friends—ourfriends—were nearby, and we could relax and enjoy one another.

After a while, Charlie spun around so she could take my cock between her lips, and I could use my mouth between her legs. So good.

But no matter how much I liked that sweet mouth sliding along my shaft, or using my tongue to make her moan, I enjoyed gazing into those pretty eyes even more. So I rolled her onto her back and repositioned so we were face-to-face once again. Touching and making out, her soft breasts against my chest.

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