Page 19 of Depths of Destruction

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My eyes drift over her body again. "You're sassy, aren't you?"

She moves her face closer to mine and stares at my lips. "Does it bother you?"

"No. Quite the opposite. Why would it bother me?"

"It's gotten me in trouble at times."

"With men?"

Her face reddens. "Yes, but why do you ask?"

"Belize is a pretty machismo society, isn't it?"

"It can be."

"I would imagine a woman with your career and personality would have dealt with a lot to get where you're at."

“Hmmm. Perceptive and interesting coming from a guy like you."

"A guy like me?"

"You're pretty macho, aren't you?"

"What makes you say that?"

She raises her eyebrows. "You're carrying me, and last night you ran with me through the jungle."

I stop. "Do you want me to put you down?"

"No." A blush creeps onto her face.

Settle down,I tell my dick as it pulses against my zipper. "Don't confuse my protection with my beliefs."

"What would your beliefs be?"

"They don't involve sexism."

Her face reddens; it takes all the restraint I have not to dip an inch lower and stick my tongue in her mouth.

"Sorry. I didn't mean to insult you."

"You're forgiven." I wink at her, and her face turns scarlet just to torture me a bit more.

Keep moving.I finish carrying her to the river and set her down.

Her heels sink in the ground. "Ugh."

I kneel to unbuckle the strap of one heel then place a hand on her calf . I put my other hand on the back of her ankle.

Lickable calves. Every inch of her is worthy of my tongue.

Focus, asshole.

I carefully guide her foot on a part of the ground without any sticks. Then I do the same for her other foot.

"Thanks."

"We need to get you better shoes."

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