Page 91 of Until Then

“Derrick,” I practically whimper. “You’re all I think about.”

That simple confession finally undoes him.

Grasping my chin, he yanks me back for a kiss. His left-hand splays across my stomach, pulling my back flush against his front, and oh yeah, he’s fully hard now.

At least I’m not the only one who’s been desperate for this.

“You like using these to tease me, don’t you?” He plays with the string of my bikini tied beneath my breasts.

“Yes.” I look around, searching for any sign of life nearbyand finding none. Except on the Fourth of July, the lake has been practically empty. “I picked this one out just for you.”

“For me, huh?” He presses a kiss to the top of my shoulder.

My core tenses at the connection. “I put it on so you could take it off me.”

His dark chuckle sends a shiver coursing through me. “Fuck, Izzy.” He gently bites my earlobe. “I’m trying to be good here. Take my time. I want to do things right with you.”

“It’s a little late for that.”

“I guess you’re right.”

“It was so good with us?—”

He slips his fingers just under the front of my bottoms, making my breath hitch. He stops right there, just a centimeter beneath the fabric, but it’s enough to have liquid pooling in my core.

“Can you blame me for wanting you again?” I breathe out. “For thinking about how good your cock feels? Every time I’m in the shower, I think about how you knelt down on the floor and ate my pussy.”

“My dirty girl.” He lowers his fingers another fraction, taunting me with the promise of his touch. “I should’ve known slow wouldn’t work for you.”

“No.” I tilt my head to the side, and when he sucks carefully on the skin of my exposed neck, I moan involuntarily. There will probably be a hickey there tomorrow, but I can’t bring myself to care. “I think I’ve wanted you since the first time I saw you. I was a fool to set my sister up with you. You’re the sexiest man I’ve ever seen. That first day, if you’d told me to drop to my knees, I think I would have saidyes, sir.”

“Izzy.”

“You have no idea how hot you are.” I reach behind me,my fingers digging into his bare thigh. “You were oblivious to how much I wanted you.”

He presses a gentle kiss beneath my ear. “Only because I never would’ve thought someone as beautiful and as young as you would want a grumpy bastard like me.”

“You’re not grumpy,” I protest. “You’re lonely.” I turn my head, forcing him to meet my gaze. “You’re not going to be lonely anymore. Not if I have anything to say about it.”

Heat flashes in his eyes, then his mouth is on mine, devouring me.

How has no one snatched this man up? He’s so real and genuine. All he wants is to be cared for?

Hands on my hips again, he turns me, then drops onto the bench and pulls me in so I’m straddling his lap.

I could spend every day of my life with this man and it still wouldn’t be enough.

Breaking our kiss with a pop, he tugs on the strings on the left side of my bottoms. “You havenoidea how much I hate and love these things.”

I give him a devious smile. “Believe me. I know.”

With a shake of his head, he stands. Before I can protest, he tugs the strings at my right hip and pulls the bottoms away from my skin.

“Eyes on me, pretty girl,” he says as he sets the scrap of fabric on the bench beside me. “Watch me eat this perfect pussy.” Kneeling at my feet, he spreads my thighs open wide. “Look at you.” He rubs his fingers over my folds. “So pink and wet. Begging for me.”

Core clenching, I try to squeeze my thighs together. I’m desperate for friction. “Stop teasing me.”

He laughs, the sound a vibration against my core, and when his tongue finds my clit, I drop my head back, unable tohold it up as tingles race up my spine. He licks and sucks, driving me to the edge and then pulling back. The boat bobs on the water, but somehow he stays steady.

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