Page 94 of Wild Card

“So…uh…this…” She looked down at the tablet. “This is the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me.” Her voice shook as those green eyes slowly met mine.

The article.

“You read it?” I grabbed the rag from my back pocket just so I had something to do with my hands.

I expected if she did end up reading it, she’d just keep ignoring me like she had been for the past few weeks. I had no idea what to expect now. Would she turn me down gently? Go off to New York and marry Jeff?

She dipped her head, keeping her eyes on her feet. Her pink toenails peeked out through the opening of her shoes in a cute way and the heels made her calves look incredible, but it was her eyes I wanted on me. I hated that she kept hiding them from me. She’d come here for a reason; I’d be damned if she backed out of explaining what it was.

I was about to step closer to her, hook that chin with my finger, and force her face up, but her chest heaved and suddenly her head tipped back.

Her eyes were wide and full of…something similar to hope or anticipation.

“I’m in love with you, Decker James. I’ve loved you longer than I probably even know, and we went about all of this the wrong way, but…” She licked her lips, stepping closer. “If this ends with me in your arms and you in mine, I don’t really care about how it started. I just care how it ends.”

Her clothes were so clean, and I didn’t want to get her dirty, but she’d just admitted to loving me. My heart was racing in my chest, a new sweat breaking out on my skin, purely from need and longing. I could have stood there with her and demanded she explain why the fuck it took her so long to choose me, asked her what she had decided about Jeff. We could talk and talk…but Mallory and I were always better with nonverbal communication.

Fuck it.

I reached for her. Cupping her face with my hands, I tangled my fingers into her hair and pulled her against me. Once her lips were within reach, I slammed my mouth to hers.

She mirrored my movement, forcing her free hand to my chest, slanting her head to the side, and sliding her tongue against mine. Letting out a groan, her left arm ran up my chest and around my neck, holding me closer. I splayed my hand over her ass, and suddenly I needed her somewhere much more private.

Walking backward with her, I managed to move us until we were near the camper trailer. I fumbled for the door, finally finding the latch, and I tugged it, bracing my arms on either side of the door while maneuvering us inside. Once I shut us in, we were all teeth and skin.

“Remove this fucking thing,” I commanded, my tongue darting out to suck on the skin along her neck.

She leaned back, forcing us to disconnect, then set the tablet down and began stripping off her tiny black jacket. Her fingers went for my jeans as she began unbuttoning them.

Mine gathered at her back, sliding the zipper of her skirt down until I felt flesh.

I must have growled my approval when I realized she was only wearing a thong, because she began laughing when I snapped it against her ass.

Pushing my jeans down, I ripped my t-shirt over my head then discarded my boots, belatedly realizing I could probably use a shower.

She’d stripped out of her shirt and now her elbow was bent, trying to unclasp her bra from the back. I took a second to appreciate how sexy she looked with her full, gorgeous breasts barely held up by the black cups.

Goddamn, she was a work of art.

My lips descended on their own, my face diving into the cleavage of her chest.

“Keep this on, baby. I want my dick…” I trailed the space with my tongue. “Right fucking here.”

“Decker.” She sighed my name, and just as she was about to get on her knees, I stopped her.

“I need to clean up.” I brushed my thumb over her lips, tugging them down.

She gripped my wrist, shoving my thumb into her mouth, and began to suck. Her skin pressed into the soft, beige carpet at our feet as she finished getting to her knees.

“I want you, Decker, exactly like this—rough, dirty. I want to taste you, fuck you, have you, and I don’t want to wait.”

“Fucking hell,” I muttered, staring down at her.

Thankfully, the shades were all still shut around the camper, so no one could see us. She pulled my erection free from my boxers, it bobbed between us while her eyes rounded, and her lips parted.

I threaded my hands into her silky hair as she brought her mouth forward and licked from the root of my cock all the way to the tip. She let out a satisfied sound that vibrated down my length. She repeated the process a few more times, keeping those forest green eyes on me.

Her mouth finally took me in, deep and fucking perfect.

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