Page 10 of Alice & Meg: Summer Vacation
“I thought for sure that Glenna and Dottie were going to be cranky old women.”
“Yeah, they are far from that, babe.Pretty sure Dottie was ready to do a body shot off of Rigid if Cyn would have given her the green light.”
“Stop,” I giggled lightly and smacked his chest.“Could you imagine?”
Lo leaned in and pressed a kiss to the curve of my neck, slow and hot.
Then another.
And another.
“Think we could talk about this in the morning?Two old ladies and Rigid are not what I want to be thinking about while I’m kissing you.”
I squirmed a little as his stubble scratched against my collarbone.
“Are you trying to put the moves on me, King?”
He growled low in his throat.“You know I hate when you call me that.”
I giggled again as his teeth grazed the spot just below my ear.“Everyone else calls you it.”
He pulled back just enough to meet my gaze.
“You’re not everyone else,” he whispered, voice deep and low.“You’re my Meg.”
My heart thudded.
After all these years, the kids, the chaos, the miles, the clubs, and the road trips, the man could still make my stomach flip like we were in our thirties and meeting in the dollar store.
He rolled over me, settled between my thighs, and I could already feel him growing hard through his boxers.
My breath caught as his hand slid up under the hem of my muumuu, slow and warm against my thigh.“You wearing anything under this ridiculous thing?”he asked with his voice husky.
“Nope,” I smirked.
“Best decision you’ll make all week.”
His mouth was on mine then, and everything else faded.The taste of him.The familiar scrape of his calloused hand against my hip.The way he groaned low when I tugged his hair.It was all too easy to fall into him.To fall into us.
His tongue swept into my mouth, and I moaned into the kiss.I arched into him as he rocked against me.
I hooked my legs around his waist and dragged him closer.
“I love you,” he whispered against my lips.
“I know,” I breathed.“Now show me.”
He didn’t waste any time.
Lo pushed my muumuu up over my hips as his mouth trailed fire down my neck.Between my breasts, over my stomach.He settled between my thighs, and his hands gripped me like I might disappear.
And then he kissed me there, soft at first.A warm, teasing brush of lips that had me clutching the sheets.His tongue flicked, circled, pressed deeper, and I cried out.
“Lo...”
He groaned like it turned him on just hearing me say his name.“God, baby, you taste so damn good.”
My hands tangled in his hair as he devoured me like he hadn’t eaten in days.My hips rocked, and my legs shook as he brought me closer and closer to the edge.My heart pounded.My head spun.
