Page 65 of The Last Key
Heat swells in her eyes as she looks at me. Then she kisses my cheek and pushes out of my arms. “Guess you should’ve made your move, then.”
She turns toward the counter, gathering all the campfire supplies.
Wrapping my arms around her waist, I graze my lips below her ear and whisper, “What do you think I’m doing right now?” She sucks in a ragged breath, and I move to her other side, doing the same thing below her other ear. “And I’m just getting started.” Then I stand up straight and step back. “I’m going to get changed. Meet you out there.”
I walk out of the room, smiling to myself.
I love teasing my girl.
I dropthe wood I found for the fire next to the firepit, then slide off my sandals and climb into the tent. I’ve just gotten comfortable when the tent unzips and Kennedy appears. I choke on a breath as I stare at her.
Jesus damn.
“Kennedy, are those the sleep shorts?”
She looks at me innocently as she sits down next to me. “Which shorts?”
My eyes flare and I run my hand up her leg. “The ones from when you were a teenager?”
She looks down in mock surprise. “Huh. What do you know? I guess they are.”
I shake my head, then tackle her, pinning her beneath me as she giggles. I run my hands up her arms, holding them above her head as I dip my head down, kissing down her neck and across her collarbone as I rock my pelvis against her.
“Devon?” she mumbles.
“Hm?”
“Is that the same boner? From when you were a teenager?” She cocks an eyebrow and smirks.
“For you? Always.” Then I sink my teeth into her neck as she moans.
“Devon,” she breathes, “we have to be quiet. What if our parents hear?”
It takes a second for me to realize what she’s doing.
“I don’t know if I can be quiet. I want you so bad, Kennedy.”
“I can’t believe I’m losing my virginity to you.”
“You want this, right? Us?”
“You know I do.” She tugs my sweats and boxers down, then fists my cock.
“If you touch me like that, I won’t last long.” I wish I could say that’s me pretending, but I’m not. Her hand on me sets me off, the warmth of her skin sending a tingle down my spine.
“We can’t have that,” she says. “I need to know what it feels like with you inside me.”
“What if I come right away?” I ask, playing around this time.
“We’ll just have to do it again. And again. And again. Until we have it perfect.”
“That we will,” I say, sliding those sinful shorts down along with her panties. “We’ve got all night.”
“We’ve got even longer than that,” Kennedy says, looking into my eyes as I thrust into her. “We’ve got a lifetime.”
I bury myself inside her, my hot lips on hers, and lose myself in everything we are together and the future we’re going to have.
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
