Page 53 of Dreaming at Seaside
“That feels nice.”
“You’re telling me?” Caden glanced behind him to make sure no one had moved closer to them. When he was sure no one could see them, he leaned over and kissed the swell of her breast, just beyond the yellow triangle of stretchy fabric.
“Mm. That felt good, too.” She shifted onto her side, stretched her arm along the blanket, and rested her head on it.
Caden leaned on one elbow and ran his hand along the curve of her hip as it dipped to her waist, then up her ribs. He moved closer, so their bodies were almost touching. The closer he got to Bella, the hotter he became.
“You’re dangerously sexy, babe,” he admitted.
She draped her arm over his waist and pressed her hips to his. “Have you looked in the mirror lately?”
He exhaled a breathy laugh and sealed his mouth to hers. She met his desire with a needful, eager kiss and eased onto her back. Caden slid his leg over her thighs and the skin-to-skin contact spurred him to deepen the kiss.
“Bella,” he whispered against her lips, then kissed her again. “I feel like such a letcher around you.”
She looked up at him through a sexy haze of desire so thick he had to kiss her again.
“If you’re a letcher, then what does that make me?” She ran her fingers up his back and brought her mouth to his shoulder.
The warm, sensual strokes of her tongue on his heated skin nearly did him in. When she drew back, her eyes darkened seductively. A quick sweep of their surroundings confirmed that they were far enough away from anyone else that as long as he kept his back to the other side of the beach, he could tease her right back without being seen.
He slipped a finger beneath the tie on her hip and leaned down, grazing her lips with his. He’d never done anything like this before—right out in the open—and it amped up the thrill a zillion times.
“You are a naughty, naughty girl, Bella Abbascia.”
Heat flared in her eyes.
She wrapped her slender fingers around his wrist. He glanced over each shoulder in a way that he hoped was casual, trying to mask the urgency racing through him, and he wondered if the risk they were taking was making this as exciting for her as it was for him. When he met her gaze again, Bella dragged her tongue across her lower lip, leaving it glistening wet, and pulling a groan from his lungs.
“Touch me,” she whispered.
“How about you let me lead?” He kissed the corners of her mouth and licked the glistening streak on her lower lip.
He brought his mouth to her neck and kissed a path to her ear, and a needy whimper escaped her lungs.
“You can plead all you want. You’re not getting what you want until I’m good and ready,” he whispered.
“You’re so unfair.”
“Am I?” He sucked her earlobe.
“Caden,” she said in one long breath.
“I love hearing my name come off your lips like a plea.” He felt her shudder and kissed her. He pulled back, now in full tease mode, and pressed featherlight kisses around her lips.
“Unfair.” Her eyes fluttered closed, and her arm drifted to the sand beside her.
He covered her mouth with his and took her in a deep, soulful kiss, swallowing the sexy little sounds that she tried so hard to repress. When their lips finally parted, her eyes fluttered open. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer.
“Wow,” she whispered. “Those were great kisses.”
She closed her eyes for a beat and he touched his forehead to hers.
I’m so in love with you.He silenced the words that ached to be heard with another soft kiss.
BELLA DIDN’T KNOW how long she lay on her back with her eyes closed, trying to quell the desire that snaked through her veins and stole her ability to think clearly, but when she finally opened her eyes, Caden was about fifty pages into a novel. He was perched on his elbows beside her. He squinted against the sun.
“Hey there, beautiful.”
