Page 71 of Tangled Up

He sent me my favorite flower. He wanted to skywriteI’m sorryover the ocean. My nose wrinkles, and I smile just as my eyes meet another pair of eyes watching me through the glass in the door.

“Oh!” I almost scream, but I cover my mouth with both hands fast.

Beck motions to me, and my heart beats out of my chest as I skip over to unlock the wooden door.

“Sorry.” He opens the screen and pulls me outside. “I didn’t mean to scare you.”

He leans down to kiss the side of my neck, and heat flashes from his lips against my skin through my belly, down my inner thighs to the arches of my bare feet.

This is so much better than sexting.

“What are you doing here?” I whisper, wrapping my arms around his shoulders and kissing his neck.

“I wanted to be sure you were safe.” His breath is heavy. “I can’t sleep for thinking about you. Go for a walk with me?”

I was already zippy thinking about sexting, then the fright jumped my heart another ten notches. Now I have this gorgeous man standing on my front porch telling me he can’t sIeep for worrying about me? Totalswoon.

I only briefly consider that I’m wearing nothing but my bathrobe before I take off with him into the night, holding his hand as we walk fast down the sandy path away from my aunt’s house.

We’re just beyond the residential area of Eden, outside the town limits, when he spins me around, pressing my back to a pine tree.

“I can’t wait anymore.” His voice cracks as he cups my cheeks, covering my mouth with his.

Our lips part, tongues sliding together. My nipples peak, and I’m kissing him faster, biting. Lifting his head, he looks down to see my robe has fallen open, exposing my bare breasts.

“Are you naked?”

“I was about to take a bath,” I whisper.

Hunger darkens his eyes, and he licks his fingers before sliding them between my thighs to my center.

“Oh,” I gasp, my toes curling in the sand as he strokes me firmly, rhythmically.

My knees are liquid, and I whimper as he picks up speed, circling my clit. His other hand grips my ass under my robe, raking his nails against my bare skin. I’m dripping wet and aching with need.

His mouth returns to mine, and he kisses me, moving his lips to my cheek then to my ear. “You are so fucking sexy.”

“You are…” I’m breathless, holding onto his shirt to keep from falling off the planet.

“I’ll give you better.” He drops to his knees, and I gasp as he lifts my thigh.

Cool air touches my pussy just before he covers it with his mouth.

“Beck…” I cry out his name as sparks fly through my belly.

I don’t know how much more I can take before I collapse. One hand braces my ass, and the other parts my thighs as he kisses the crease of my leg, raking his beard across my hyper-sensitive skin, returning to the spot that drives me wild.

“Yes…” My eyes roll back with my head.

He licks and nibbles, and my hips rock in time with his mouth. My fingers twist in his hair, and orgasm fires in my blood, centering in the place where he’s kissing me. He’s so good at this.

One more stroke, one more little suck, and my legs break. I moan so loud, coming on his mouth, a dog barks somewhere in the night. He’s on his feet at once, unfastening his jeans and shoving them down, freeing his cock so it can slip inside my pulsing core.

“Fuck, yeah,” he moans, pushing me higher, filling me while I’m still surging with orgasm.

He thrusts faster, and I cry out, gripping his shoulders. My eyes squeeze shut, and I press my teeth against his neck. He’s thick and full and stretching me.

Strong arms encircle me, and it’s so much sweeter, so much sexier now. We belong this way. It’s a consummation of everything we said, the love we’ve vowed to protect. Grasping his shirt, I shove it higher so I can feel his bare skin against my breasts. His fine hairs tickle my tightened nipples, and I moan.

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