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And holy fucking shit.
I wanted to crawl over him, spread his legs with my thighs, and settle my weight on top of him.
Inside of him.
And that thought stopped me in my tracks.
I froze, and he was panting, our noses touching, his eyes scanning mine. “What’s wrong?” he asked.
I barked out a laugh. “Oh, nothing. Just moving a little fast,” I said. “My mind. I want to do things to you I don’t think we’re ready for. I mean, I’m ready. But holy fuck, Luke.” I put my hand to my forehead. “I don’t know what I’m doing, and this is you. We haven’t talked about this, and you deserve better than what I wanted to do to you just now.”
He laughed, his cheeks flushed red, and his tongue poked out at the corner of his mouth. Then his eyes met mine, his smile lingering dangerously. “Wanna tell me what you wanted to do to me? I might want that too.”
I barked out an incredulous, embarrassed sound and buried my face in his neck, his warm, saltwater skin. His pulse thrummed against my lips. “That’s not helping. Being this close to you isn’t helping. I can taste the ocean on your skin, and fuck...”
He shivered, the skin on his throat coursing with goosebumps.
I groaned and pulled back. “Luke . . .”
He slid his hand around my neck, keeping me from going too far. His eyes, intense and blue, seared right through me. “You keep saying we haven’t talked about this, but you don’t seem to wanna tell me.”
“I don’t know,” I said, fighting my embarrassment to be honest with him. “I’ve never been with a guy. I know how things work, but...” I cringed, and he chuckled.
“You don’t know which of us will do what?” he asked.
I swallowed hard. “Yeah. If that’s even what we want? What you want?”
“I do want that,” he whispered. Then, bringing his hand to my jaw, he thumbed over my bottom lip. His eyes went to mymouth and were a shade darker when he met my gaze. “What did you want to do to me, Blake?”
“I wanted to push your legs open, and I wanted to be inside you,” I whispered, like he’d coerced the truth out of me, the words out before I could stop them.
His breath caught and his eyelids fluttered, then that damn blush on his cheeks spilled down his neck too. “Oh,” he breathed.
I pushed away from him, about to get up and walk off my shame, but he was faster. With one hand around my neck, one hand on my arm, he pulled me back to him.
Almost on top of him.
His pupils were blown, and that damn blush down his neck almost did me in. “Maybe I want that,” he murmured. “Maybe that’s all I’ve ever wanted.”
Fuck.
Then he lifted his knee, repositioned his leg, and let his legs fall open.
“So maybe you should do whatever you want to me,” he murmured.
Holy fucking fuck.
I crushed my mouth to his, hard and demanding. He took my tongue like he needed it, and somehow, like our bodies knew what to do, we aligned ourselves.
He spread his legs wide and I pressed my weight down on him...
His erection pushing against mine lit a fuse in my blood, in my bones. His hands raked all over my back, my ass, fireworks and fever, like I’d found the most addictive substance on the planet and was taking hit after hit.
I needed more.
Until Luke froze and gripped me tight.
I opened my eyes, and he was looking out to the water as if he’d heard something...
