Page 44 of The Forever Formula
“I used to have dreams about bringing you here. Making you mine,” I said softly.
She lifted one delicate eyebrow. “How very caveman-like of you.”
“I’m serious.”
She flashed me a smile. “So am I.”
I let out a low chuckle.
“You mentioned something earlier, about kisses,” I reminded her.
“So I did.” She smiled and nestled closer to me, the water shifting around her in the steamy pool.
I leaned in then and took her lips with mine, greedily, hungrily. We’d been interrupted too many times. But out here in the middle of nowhere, I wanted her and her alone. Unless a squirrel stumbled by and needed her help birthing a kit, I had Rachel all to myself.
Wasting no time, I lifted her easily and pulled her onto my lap. Feeling her bare thighs against mine sent a new wave of naughty thoughts racing through my mind.
I pulled her closer because I wanted her to feel exactly what she was doing to me.
She gasped in response, then moaned in my mouth. “Noah.”
“I want you.” I growled the words. “Every inch of you.”
No use in denying it. The choice was hers entirely, but she might as well know where my head was at.
She let out a sharp breath of approval that spurred me on.
My hands found the curves of her ass, and I groaned when she rocked her body over mine.
She wrapped her legs around me then and resituated herself over me. I knew a lot more now than I did at sixteen. I knew she was getting my hardness right on her sweet spot. Taking full advantage, I rocked my hips up, and she groaned in reply.
Sliding my hand up her back, I unclasped her bra. The younger me would be so proud at my skill now. That thought gave me a new idea. There was something I’d never been able to do properly with Rachel, and I wanted more than anything to correct that now.
“Sweetheart, you’re killing me,” I groaned.
“Well, we can’t have that,” she murmured, pressing one more soft kiss to the stubble on my jaw.
Her lips felt wonderful, and though I shouldn’t, I couldn’t help but wonder how amazing they would feel on other parts of my body.
“Should we get out of here?” I asked, and she nodded.
In one motion, I stood up, lifting her in the process, and spun with her, setting her down on her feet and then wrapping her in one of the throw blankets. We dried off in a big hurry, which was fine by me.
The mineral water felt amazing, but staying in it too long could dehydrate you, and I had other things on my mind. It seemed Rachel did too.
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TOUGH AS NAILS
Rachel
When we stepped out of the water, a devilish smile crossed my face. I swooped down quickly and snatched up Noah’s clothes. He froze, half out of the water, his eyes locked on mine, a look of pleading on his face.
“You wouldn’t. Please,” he begged.
I shook my head slowly. “I’m so sorry, Noah, but I have to. You know that.”
In a flash, before he could utter one more word of protest, I darted off into the field.
