Page 11 of Kissing in the Rain
“Hold on.” He peeled her hand off his arm and shifted slowly. Grabbing his cell phone, he clicked on the flashlight app and shined the light on the opposite side of thetent.
Jillian dared a glance and, even though she was half-blind at the moment, she recognized the image. With a scream, she tore out of the tent. “Snake! Snake, snake, snake!” She waited for Gabe to follow after her. He didn’t. “Gabe! Get out of there!Gabe!”
Is he dead? Did he getbit?
She sheltered her eyes with her hands, trying and failing to keep her eyes open for longer than a second. It’d been raining for hours now, and it was pitch dark. “Gabe? Where areyou?”
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Jillian tooka timid step back toward the tent. If he’d been bit, she’d have to save him. Maybe suck the poison out of his bite wound? She’d seen that on TVonce.
While she was in the midst of contemplating her options, Gabe came out of the tent, holding the snake in his hand. She shrieked a second time. “What are you doing? Put itdown!”
From what she could see, he had the snake’s neck pinched between his fingers, keeping it from biting him. He jogged down the shoreline and tossed it somewhere into the brush. She watched him come back toward her. Grabbing her hand, he tried to lead her back inside the tent, but she yankedback.
“I’m not going back in there! There was asnake!”
“And now it’s gone. You saw me get rid ofit.”
They were yelling at each other to be heard over therain.
“I hate snakes! You said there was nothing dangerous outhere.”
“It wasn’t poisonous.” He wrapped his arms around her waist. “You’re getting soaked. Come on, we have to takeshelter.”
She couldn’t move, though. She’d rather be wet than go back in that dark space. What if there were more? “No.”
“Jillian.”
“No.” She was panicking and acting completely irrational, but she was deathly afraid of snakes. She couldn’t get her legs tomove.
Then Gabe’s hand was back around her neck, and he was kissing her. Her body melted, her mind shut off, and her heart fluttered like a caged bird against her ribs. A moment later, she found herself back inside the dry tent and underneath Gabe, who didn’t stop kissing her this time. And she didn’t mind one bit. She felt him hard against her, and her bodyresponded.
“Do you want me to stop?” heasked.
Hell, no.“I will kill you if you stop right now,” sheteased.
“Little Miss Tough Girl.” He covered her mouth with hisagain.
She clung to his muscled back, pulling his body flush to hers. He felt good,so good. “I want you,” she whispered, meaning it. It wasn’t like he was a stranger. She knew Gabe, had known him most of her life. She trusted him, wantedhim.
He pulled back and looked at her. “I, uh, would love to oblige. But I don’t have acondom.”
Her body wilted against the floor of the tent. Of course he didn’t. Why would he have one on a deserted island in the middle of astorm?
“That doesn’t mean we can’t explore.” He trailed kisses down from her ear to her neck to one of her breasts. Pushing her bra up with his hand, he covered her nipple with his wet, hotmouth.
Jillian writhed restlessly as his other hand slid up her thigh. Then he pulled the fabric of her panties to the side, and his fingers explored further. She moaned with the touch, wishing this foreplay could lead to more. Knowing this was all they were allowed to do was hot too, though. One of his fingers sank inside her, and she clung to him, completely absorbed in the sensations racking herbody.
“It feels sogood.”
“Yeah, it does,” heagreed.
She opened her eyes to look at him. “But I haven’t even touched youyet.”
“Doesn’t matter. Making you feel good feels good tome.”
Her ex had certainly never had thatattitude.
