Page 39 of Lust & Lollipops

“Way better.”

“You love sex, Lollipop. Or at least, you’ll love it with me.”

Goosebumps broke out on my skin. “Maybe.”

He chuckled. “You’ll see. The next time you want me to sneak out here with you, just give me the nod after everyone’s asleep.”

Cameron grabbed my shorts, turned me around on his lap, and tugged them back up my legs.

“I can get myself dressed,” I said, still just a little dazed.

“I know you can.” He abandoned the shorts halfway up my thighs. My body clenched when his long, strong fingers slipped into the front of my bikini bottoms and slowly freed the fabric from my folds.

When he was done, he finished pulling my shorts up and buttoned them back in place.

He lifted his finger to his lips and sucked lightly to clean it. His chest rumbled against my back, and I fought to ignore the desire that was pooling between my legs once again.

“After you’re mine,” he murmured, lips brushing my ear again. “I’ll be able to make you come with my fire.”

“How?”

“When you choose me, you’ll find out.” He kissed my cheek. “I’m going to have to burn the scent of pleasure off your skin. Need me to get you off again first?”

My face flushed. “No, I don’t need another climax.”

“Good. I don’t think I could let you put these clothes on again if I took them off right now.”

“They barely count as clothes. Everyone in the world is seeing pretty much my whole bod…” I trailed off, my gaze lifting to the sky.

Sure enough, there were cameras trained on us. Hidden cameras, but seeing through their camouflage had become easy for me.

“Shit,” I whispered. “We totally just made a porno.”

Cam snorted. “Neither of us was naked.”

“Still.”

“When I fuck you on this beach, I’ll make sure to keep us covered with my wings,” he said, his voice playful again.

“That’s never going to happen,” I tossed back.

“Whatever you say, Lollipop.” He sucked lightly on my shoulder before his fire raced up and down my skin. “We better take a dip in the ocean just to make sure I erased the scent entirely.”

I nodded.

“You’re aware that you’re not letting any other male on this island touch you like I just did, right?” he asked.

I rolled my eyes at him, but confirmed.

We headed down to the water hand-in-hand before making our way back to the shelters separately.

Even biting my lip, I couldn’t wipe my smile off my face the whole way back.

eight

MOLLY

The next three days were… odd.

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