Page 22 of One Hot Summer

My hands roam lower, skimming over the curves of her hips, fingertips grazing the lace of her panties. She shivers at my touch, a soft moan escaping her.

“We should stop,” I say halfheartedly, even as I pull her closer.

“Do you really want to?” she challenges, eyes gleaming.

I groan, resting my forehead against hers. “God help me, no. But I want to do this right, darlin'. You deserve more than a roll in the hay again.”

She smiles, touching my face tenderly. “You're a good man, Carson Madden but I want you to fuck me.”

Those words unlock something primal within me. With a low growl, I pull her onto my lap, reveling in the warmth of her body against mine. My lips find the sensitive spot just below her ear, trailing kisses down the elegant curve of her neck.

She arches into me, her breathy sighs filling the air. Her sundress has ridden up even further, exposing more of that tempting red lace. I trace the edge of her panties with my fingertips, relishing her shiver of anticipation.

“Carson,” she whispers, my name a plea on her lips.

I pull back just enough to look into her eyes, seeing my own desire reflected there. “Tell me what you want, sweetheart. I'll give you anything.”

Her eyes, dark with longing, locked onto mine. “I want you, Carson. All of you.”

Those words sent a shudder through me, igniting every nerve ending. I claim her mouth again, our kiss deep and hungry. My hands roam her body, memorizing every curve, every dip. She presses against me, soft and warm, driving me to the edge of sanity.

“I refuse to take you here again.” I grab her in one fluid motion, throwing her over my shoulder and stalking to the house. I carry her inside. Thank god I had someone to watch Collin tonight because I’m not sure I can hold back tonight.

My heart pounds as I set her down gently in the bedroom, drinking in the sight of her flushed cheeks and tousled hair. She is absolutely fucking perfect in every way.

“You sure know how to sweep a girl off her feet,” she teases, eyes sparkling.

I cup her face in my hands, suddenly serious. “I want to do more than that. I want to cherish you, to show you how precious you are.”

Her smile softens. “Carson…”

I silence her with a tender kiss, pouring all my feelings into it. My hands glide down her sides, savoring the softness of her skin through the thin fabric of her dress. She sighs against my lips, melting into my touch.Yes, baby. Give your all to me.

Slowly, I begin to undress her. Each inch of skin revealed is like a gift, and I worship it with lips and fingertips. I want to taste every single inch of her body before the night is over.

When she stands before me in nothing but those red lace panties, my breath catches. “You're so beautiful.”

She reaches for me, tugging at my shirt. “Your turn, cowboy.”

I let her undress me, shivering as her fingers trail over my skin. She starts with my shirt, her eyes locked on me the entire time, not letting me look away. She traces my peck, licking her lips. My dick gets hard just thinking about what she might do to me. Where she might touch me next.

When we're both bare, I gather her close, relishing the feel of her soft curves against my hard planes.

“Make love to me, Carson,” she whispers, and I'm lost.

I lay her on the bed, covering her body with mine. Our lips meet in a deep, passionate kiss as I slowly swipe my hand through her core. “Fuck, you are so wet already for me, already.” I enter her, savoring every sensation. She gasps, arching beneath me, and I have to pause to regain control.

We move together, finding a rhythm that builds and builds. Her nails rake down my back as I drive deeper, chasing our shared pleasure. The room fills with the sound of our mingled breaths and soft moans. Two decades I’ve waited for this feeling, not the sex, but knowing that she is finally back here and in my arms. She’s mine.

As we near the peak, I look into her eyes, seeing a universe of emotion there. “I’m in love with you,” I confess, the words tumbling out before I can stop them.

Her eyes widen, then fill with tears. “Oh, Carson,” she breathes, pulling me down for a searing kiss as I put my hand between us and circle her clit.

We crest together, as we come down from the high, I gather her close, pressing tender kisses to her forehead, her cheeks, her lips. Everything about tonight is perfect, and even more so, knowing I have the chance to sleep with her in my arms tonight without having to worry about Collin walking in.

“I mean it,” I murmur. “I’m falling for you again, hard and fast.”

She smiles, a radiant, beautiful thing. “I’m falling for you too, cowboy.”

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