Page 25 of Beneath the Blue Moon
“I’m sorry.”
I slide my palms up his gorgeous, muscular chest.I’ve neverbeen a fan of chest hair, but his only adds to his appeal.It’s not too muchand not too little—just the right amount.My eyes travel up, and our gazes lock.
“I guess you’ll just have to make it up to me.”
“I guess so.”
He places his hands on my hips, leans in, and softly presseshis lips to mine.With a moan, I snake my arms around his neck.Crushing his bodyto mine, he traps me between him and the edge of the pool.I lightly pull onhis bottom lip as I slide my hands down his chest and around his waist.Cradlingmy face, he teases my mouth open with his tongue.I part my lips, sending mineout to play with his.His potent scent travels up my nostrils and straight tomy brain.The kiss becomes demanding, overpowering, evoking a flutter in thepit of my stomach and a twitch between my legs.I return his kiss eagerly,aching to be closer to him.
The first time was no fluke.His kisses are the kind everywoman hopes to experience.Even when he’s gentle, they’re strong and powerful,and make me feel like the most desired woman in the world.They are everythingI could ever want in a kiss, coming from a man who believes he’s everything Iwant—no,need—in a man.
His hand slides down my neck and sternum, and he cups mybreast through my bra.I can already feel his erection against my thigh.Oh,God.I hope he doesn’t stop this time.
***Ethan***
Mine.That’s all I can think as I touch her, kiss her.Mine.My lips, my neck, my breasts.I can’t wait any longer.I must have her.Tonight.
“Turn around.”
My voice comes out deep and husky.Turning in my arms, shegrabs the edge of the pool for support.I move her hair to the side, trailingkisses down her neck.Mine.My lips move across her shoulders feverishly,and she leans closer.Mine.I unclasp her bra, releasing her breasts formy eager hands.
“Beautiful,” I breathe against her neck as I palm them.
I roll her nipples between my fingers, and she whimpers.It’s a musical sound, one that makes every part of my body dance.She placesher hand on the back of my neck, gently stroking it.My wolf begins to race tothe surface, and I quickly try to push him back.You’ll hurt her!Heretreats for now, but holding him back isn’t easy.Giving Casey my attentiononce more, I weigh her breasts in my palms, massaging them.Mine.
“Spread your legs.”
“Where… did Mr.… Take-it-slow… go?”she gets out betweenlabored breaths.
“I don’t know… China?”
“Good.Tell him to stay there.”
I slide my palm down her stomach, feeling her muscles jumpbeneath my touch.She moans as my fingers slip beneath her panties.Running myfinger from her entrance to her clit, I marvel at how wet she is, and it’snotfrom the pool.Mine, mine,mine!
***Casey***
Fuck!He sure does have magic fingers.As they circle myclit, I reach behind me and stroke him through his boxers.He moans, buryinghis face in my neck.I’d be crumbling beneath his neck kisses if his fingersweren’t already driving me to distraction.
“You smell divine,” he mutters.
I do?I can’t even remember if I used perfume.His erectionswells beneath my fingers, and I bite back a moan.The sheriff has quite apistol; it’s time to see if he knows how to use it.I turn to face him and pullhis head down to mine.When I wrap my legs around him, he slides his hand backinto my panties.This time, he slips his middle finger inside me.A gaspescapes my lips, and I clutch his shoulders tightly.
“Casey….”
I fist my hands in his hair as his tongue explores my mouth.He sets a rhythm, his finger moving in and out.I pull his head back and trailmy lips down his neck.Another finger joins the one already inside me, and helets out a low, animalistic growl.I grind on his fingers, feeling like there’slava flowing in my veins.Trying to free his dick, I push frantically at hisboxers, trying to work them down with my thighs.
“Wait… I have to make sure you’re ready for me.”
“I’m ready.I’m ready!”
“You’re so tight.I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t.Please,” I beg.
He grabs my waist, lifts me out of the water, and sets me onthe edge of the pool.As his fingers curl into the waistband of my panties, Iplace my feet on his shoulders as leverage.I raise my hips off the ground, andhe removes my underwear, tossing it aside.With a smirk, he trails a fingerdown the strip of hair on my mound.
“I see you’re a natural redhead.”
