Page 62 of Chasing Sunsets

I swallow, my pulse hammering. I reach up, tracing a drop of water as it trails down the curve of her cheek.

“Maybe another game,” I say, my voice low.

Her breath catches. “What kind of game?”

“Truth or dare, Trouble?”

She eyes me suspiciously. “Dare,” she says, pushing her wet hair back.

I chuckle. “How did I know you’d pick dare?” I ask as her arms come around my neck. “Have you ever been skinny-dipping in the ocean?”

She shakes her head.

I nip at her bottom lip, then I issue the command, “I dare you to get naked and swim with me.”

She narrows her eyes, and then one hand disappears into the water. A second later, it comes back up, holding her bottoms. She hooks them around my shoulders, then she reaches down and unclasps the top. The wet material falls from her breasts, and I catch it before the tide can carry it away.

“Your turn,” she says.

I keep one arm around her while I peel my trunks off with the other. I ball them up with her bikini pieces and sling them onto the shore. Her legs wrap around my hips as her mouth finds my throat. I stand, gripping her bare ass as I try to keep us from being knocked over in the gentle surf as she kisses her way up to my jaw.

I suck her bottom lip between my teeth and bite it gently before crashing my mouth to hers. I slide one hand up to cup her breast and knead the tender flesh as our tongues tangle in a heated kiss while the water laps around us.

I break the kiss, dragging my lips down to her collarbone, and she throws her head back to give me better access, which causes her breasts to peek out of the water. I bend and suck a pink tip between my teeth and give it a rough tug. She bucks against me. I release it and lick and blow across it. It tightens to a hard peak, and I wrap my lips around it once more. Her hips start to rock into mine until she finds the contact she is searching for. Her heat feels so good, gliding up and down my achingly hard erection.

I move my mouth to the other breast and give it attention as she continues to glide up and down my eager cock. When I can take no more, I bite down on her nipple, causing her to gasp, and she opens her eyes to glare at me. I slide my hands around her back and hoist her up, bringing her closer.

“Give me your mouth, Trouble,” I command.

She wraps her arms tighter around me and does just that.

Fuck, she drives me crazy.

I take all her weight as she loses herself to pleasure again. I feel her body begin to tremble and find her clit in the water. I circle it with my thumb as she quickens her movements.

Her legs tighten around me, and she begins to shudder as she gets closer. I release her mouth so that I can watch as she finally shatters. Her cries floating into the night air and echoing around us.

It’s the most beautiful sound.

I exhale, steadying myself, but it’s impossible. Not when she’s this close, her lips parted, with that satisfied look on her face.

So, I clutch her to me and march us out of the water and straight to the house. Not giving a damn if the neighbors see us.

Tabby

“What about our suits?” I ask as Anson takes the stairs to the deck two at a time.

“I’ll buy us new ones,” he growls as he carries me across the deck and through the sliding glass door.

He leads us down the hallway, through his bedroom, and directly into the bathroom. He sets me down on the vanity and then turns to open the shower door. He turns the water on and lets it warm up until the stall is filled with steam. After that, he reaches back to help me under the spray before stepping in himself.

The hot water hits my back, and I sigh as it rinses away the salt and sand. Anson grasps a bottle that sits on a built-in shelf, squirts liquid into his hand, and then gathers my hair in his fist. I close my eyes as he begins to massage the shampoo into my scalp, lathering my locks with the product that smells like him—fresh and woodsy with a hint of citrus. Once it’s clean, he tells me to lean back, and I raise my chin and close my eyes as he runs his fingers through the strands until all traces of suds are gone. Then, he takes a washcloth and loads it with soap. Starting at myshoulders, he moves it over my skin, down each arm, and across my torso before kneeling and lifting one of my legs. He presses a kiss on the inside of my thigh before washing down to my foot. Then, he switches to the other leg.

It’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. And I’ve never felt more cared for.

Once I’m all clean, he stands and begins to wash himself. I watch as he lathers his chest, and then my eyes fall to the erection that’s been standing at full attention since our swim. I take a step closer, and I run my fingertips over his abs. Then, I shove him, catching him off guard. He gives me a curious look as I continue until his back is pressed against the cool tiles. I kiss his jaw, then sink to my knees.

I glance up at him as I take his cock in my hand. His eyes darken, and his breaths quicken as he watches me intently. I stroke him gently at first, then increase the pressure as my fingers feather over the velvety skin.

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