Page 17 of The Summer Dare
Finally, she puts me out of my misery and she utters the words I never thought I’d hear. “You’re exactly my type, Ryan.”
Great.I finally go for broke and barrel out of my comfort zone and he thinks I’ve fucking lost my mind. He stares at me in disbelief. What the hell have I done?
Mortification doesn’t even begin to describe the emotions crashing through me. My abruptness stopped us in our tracks and I don’t even have the excuse of walking to preoccupy my thoughts.
Glancing down the beach toward the house, I wonder if I should make a run for it and avoid him like the plague for the rest of the summer. Surely, I can do that, right?
When I feel his large hand reach out and brush a lost strand of hair behind my ear, I’m forced to meet his dark blue eyes. His expression is unreadable and I can’t push the air from my chest to breathe.
Taking a step closer, he cups my cheek as he whispers, “Good.”
Good? Good what?
The distance between us closes in slow motion as he grins. “Now I can do this.”
Before my mind can catch up or hell, even process what he means, his lips connect with mine. For a long moment, I’m so shocked I’m literally frozen in place.
Sliding his hand to the base of my neck, he guides my head to tip up for a better angle, and he kisses me once more.
Just as he’s about to pull away, my brain finally wakes the fuck up and my body responds. Dropping my shoes to the sand, I grip hold of his shirt with both my fists, I pull him closer and kiss him back. The moment his tongue slides across my lips, I part for him and he tastes divine.
My legs go weak and I grip his shirt even tighter. I’m no longer sure if I am holding on to keep him close, or if it’s for my own balance. He slides his other hand down to the base of my spine to pull me closer.
The moment I know I’m steady on my feet, my hands snake up to his neck. As if he knows what I need, he pulls me flush against him. The warmth of his body feels spectacular against mine.
When he moans, I swear my panties are rendered useless and my clit pulses with need. It’s like I’ve been a dormant volcano and every nerve ending is suddenly awake. I can’t get enough.
His scruff feels even better than I imagined as I run my hand along his chiseled jaw. When he breaks our kiss and starts trailing kisses along my jaw to the column of my neck, hehits a spot right behind my ear that makes me want to melt on the spot.
“Oh, Lanie… you’re so responsive… you taste amazing…. and your skin’s so soft.”
The friction of his scruff, the heat of his breath, and the words whispered in my ear make me want to climb his body. “Yes… Ryan… right there…” I murmur, hoping he’ll never stop.
When his teeth graze my lobe and he gives it a slight tug, I’m no longer sure my words are coherent. He feels freaking amazing and I don’t want this to stop.
Scraping my fingertips into the short hairs at the base of his neck, I moan in satisfaction. When he drags sensual kisses along my jaw back to my mouth, he growls, “You fucking feel incredible.”
When his lips meet mine, I kiss him for all I’m worth. It could be minutes, hours, or an eternity because I never want this to end. I’ve kissed my share of guys, but nothing… I mean, absolutely no one compares to the way Ryan possesses my entire body with only a few strokes of his hand and licks of his tongue.
If our connection is this strong with only a few kisses, I can’t even imagine what it would be like with our clothes off. It feels so incredible.
Suddenly, a horn blares in the distance, and Ryan and I break apart panting. Leaning his forehead against mine, we just stare into each other’s face until our breaths are less ragged.
Eventually, I notice how bright the sky is behind him. “Check out that sunset,” I whisper.
Leaning in, he kisses me once more before reaching for my hand and turning to face the now pink, purple, and dark blue sky. “It’s incredible.”
Reaching into his pocket with his free hand, he pulls out his phone. “Moments like this are meant to be remembered.”
Guiding me to turn my back to the ocean, he pulls me close to his side. Then reaching his long arm out to the side he starts taking photos of the two of us. Just when I think he’s done, he leans in to kiss me again.
When he pulls back, his eyes meet mine. “We should probably get back to the truck, or we’re going to be walking back in the dark. Can I interest you in some dessert?”
“Is that a euphemism for something?” I tease.
“No. I have two pieces of pie in my truck if you remember. But I do like where your mind went.”
Rolling my eyes, I can’t believe I forgot. “Well, then, let’s go back to my place. That pie is delicious. But I’ve got something we’re missing.”
