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“Brat,” he groaned, swatting at my ass lightly, and I hide my smile in the crook of his neck, not worried in the slightest about him dropping me.
Josh had me. This time, I just hoped he’d keep me.
31
JOSH
Dove was breathtakingly beautiful.
But practically naked and slippery-wet against me? She wastorturinglybeautiful. With each step I took out of the water, her body rubbed against mine in a way that nearly had me stumbling, clenching my teeth together and begging for strength every time her ass grazed the head of my cockjust rightas I crossed the clearing toward the truck.
There was nothing more I wanted than Dove. This moment right here was everything I’d secretly pined for when I’d been home, and everything I’d cursed myself for wanting when I wasn’t. She was my once forbidden fruit, and now that I could reach out and have a taste, I was afraid I’d take far too big a bite out of her.
The last thing I wanted was to do wrong by her. Notagain.Never again. I’d done too much of that in the past, first with even harboring the kind of thoughts and feelings for her when I shouldn’t have, and then by leaving her without any explanation. She deserved more than me, even I recognized that, but for some reason her heart had chained itself to mine.
What a pair we made.
I kept a tight grip on her, although she was testing me as her mouth sucked droplets of lake water from my skin, causing me to groan with how good her lips felt sliding along my skin. It only stoked my desire to get my mouth onher, to coax every sigh and moan out of her until they were echoing out around the clearing as I made her lose her mind.
Taking the last several steps to the truck slower, I attempted to cool my jets, pulling myself back from her bright flame that guided me toward it like a mesmerized moth. I didn’t want this to be like any of my other encounters—fast, hard, and forgettable. I certainly didn’t want it to be like any ofhers. I wanted this to be everything for her and more, not only because it was her first time, but, more importantly, because it wasDoveand that’s the least of what she deserved.
I placed her on the tailgate, and she gasped as the cool metal kissed her bare flesh. I didn’t make her wait long as I heaved myself up a moment later and hauled her back into the makeshift bed I’d instructed Reverie to make the comfiest damn thing she’d ever made in her life.
She was laid out beneath me, rivulets of water running down her body with her wet hair fanned out around her, and I nearly lost it right there. My balls drew up tight, and my breath hitched.
God, she was beyond gorgeous, an ethereal goddess sent to tempt me.
“Josh,” she yelped, wide-eyed beneath me. “We’re soaking wet!”
“So?” I hovered over her, smirking as the fairy lights illuminated the water on her skin like specks of glitter I very much wanted to lick off. “I’m hoping to makeyoua whole lot wetter.” Unable to resist, I bent until my tongue could catch the stray bead of water that trailed down the valley between her breasts.
Her lips parted, stunned, as she flushed pink.
“First things first,” I spoke into her skin, exhaling in a cool puff that caused her damp flesh to ripple with goose bumps and tightened her nipples into tempting buds beneath her bra, which only made me want to rip it off with my teeth even more. My hands traced up her arms until my fingers curled under the straps at her shoulders and tugged. “Let’s get this off. I want to see every bare inch of you spread out in front of me.” I bit at the swell of her breast above the cups covering her from me, relishing in the sharp inhale she sucked in.
I watched her swallow, twitching beneath me, her legs unable to close where they tangled with mine. I bet if I reached a hand down right now, I’d find her hot and so very ready for me. I’d never been with someone as responsive as Dove before. I could have her moaning into a kiss, damn near wet enough to slide in with just a few sly touches.
That kind of power could go to a man’s head.
Dove made to lean up, but before she could remove her bra herself, I had the three prongs in the back unclasped, and the sodden fabric down her arms before she could blink. Her bare back hit the blankets, and she blinked up at me in all her naked glory, every mouthwatering dip and curve exposed for me and only me.
As it should be, my hindbrain thought possessively.
I typically wasn’t a jealous, possessive person, but Dove got me all twisted up inside. Somehow, she had the darkest, deepest parts of me rushing to the surface. Parts of me no one had ever seen before, including myself.
When it came to her, she turned me into someone I normally wasn’t.
For betterandfor worse.
I tossed her bra carelessly behind me as I knelt back, looking my fill unabashedly, not caring to hide the fact my eyes were eating up every inch of her body. She was as striking as one ofthose renaissance paintings hung up in museums. I was simply her spectator, wishing to learn the secret to her beauty, taking in every unique brush stroke, hoping the answer was somewhere within its depths.
Her arms tensed, as if she wanted to cover herself. I couldn’t help but feel proud when she resisted.Good girl.Doveneverhad to feel self-conscious of her body around me. Like I’d told her before, I loved every part of her, from the faded stretch marks around her rounded hips that made me want to sink my teeth into them to the various beauty marks that dotted her skin that were just made for kissing. But by far my favorite was her plump thighs, which were the closest I’d ever get to heaven when she wrapped them around my head andsqueezed.
I wasn’t a religious person by any means, but I was expecting that might change the moment she wrapped her legs around my hips as I sank deep inside her.
“You’re the most stunning thing I’ve ever seen.” The words spilled from my mouth in awe-filled sincerity. I couldn’t hold them back, not when the truth was burning in my chest like heartburn. I could feel her right there in my sternum, tucked up in the chambers of my heart.
She bit her lip as her gaze trailed down my body in turn, eyes darkening as they descended. “I was going to say the same thing.”
