Page 24 of Deception

He leaned in slowly enough for her to pull away, but she didn’t.

“I want it, too,” she echoed quietly. “So much.”

Enough of a green light for you?his bear demanded.

The dam in him broke, and a tingle of anticipation zipped through his chest.

He figured he’d better go for the world’s softest kiss, but they ended up coming together with a bang, because she reached forward at exactly the same time as him. And for one shaky second, their lips searched awkwardly for the perfect fit. But the moment they did…

Summer moaned and shifted closer. Her breasts squeezed against his chest, her hips swung forward, teasing his cock. Her hands ran up and down his arms. She opened her mouth the same moment he did, letting him taste deeply.

He wrapped his arms around her and let them travel slowly down. And down and down to the perfect curve of her ass. Summer moaned, and he nearly did, too.

Make her do that again,his bear demanded.I need to hear her want us. Do it again.

He reached a little farther down, spreading his fingers wide, and then shuffled one leg forward to spread hers apart.

Summer made a needy, desperate sound, and he did, too. He couldn’t see. He couldn’t think. All he could do was inhale her heady scent. God, the taste of her — like all the flavors of summer, wrapped into one. Honey. Strawberries. Rose hip tea, warmed by the sun. Like freedom, because that had a taste, too, even if it was harder to pin down.

“Drew,” she murmured, sliding her arms behind his neck. Not just his shoulders but his neck, demanding he kiss her harder. Deeper.

He smothered her in a kiss that had been waiting days — weeks, even — to be released. So it wasn’t gentle and it wasn’t soft, but neither was hers. When she reached under his shirt to touch his skin, his blood rushed, and he consumed her in another kiss. Reallyconsumedher like he could never get enough. He backed her right up to the edge of a picnic table while she stripped him out of his shirt. Even then, he kept going, just barely hanging on to his self-control.

“Drew,” she whispered again and again.

He spread his shirt on the picnic table behind her and kept right on kissing and touching and leaning until she was flat on her back. He pulled away just long enough to check that she was all in.

“I’m all in, bear,” she murmured, pulling him closer.

Damn. Had she read his mind?

More,his bear demanded.Want more!

“Help me with these,” she whispered, yanking at his jeans.

He kicked off his boots and jeans and cast them aside, and when his boxers followed, his cock stood straight up.

Take her!his bear screamed.Need my mate!

“Drew.” Summer curled into a half sit-up. Her eyes fluttered to his erection, and when she met his gaze again, her face was flushed, her lips parted.

I want that,the glow in her eyes said.I want you inside.

And man, he’d never felt such a rush in his life.

“You sure you want this?” he managed.

She laughed and settled down on her back, laying herself out like a feast. “Do I look sure?”

She lifted both legs until her heels rested on the edge of the table. She bent her knees, opening her core, inviting him in.

Yeah, she looked sure, all right.

He bent over her body. One more kiss with some measure of control, and then he’d give in to his animal side. One kiss to tell her this was more than just one body craving another.

This was about him and her. About the future. About love.

His lips covered hers, and she rose under him, reaching for his cock. She stroked it gently, the way his tongue stroked over her lips. But then her grip grew harder, the way his movements did.

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