Page 57 of Summer Heat
I understood if she didn't think I was the man for the job. I was the middle child, the proverbial screwup. The one who was always looking for attention and seemingly couldn't focus on one thing at a time. I'd heard every criticism over the years, so I didn't have any illusions that she'd be mine in any permanent way.
I held her to me as my cock softened inside her. Eventually, I needed to clean up and take care of the condom, so I eased her to the blankets with a parting kiss. I tied off the condom and threw it to the side.
I was only capable of so much finesse, and there wasn't a garbage can out here. I didn't want to break the spell by going inside.
When I lay on my back, she curled into my side, her head on my shoulder.
"The stars are magnificent tonight." I think it had something to do with what just happened. The beauty was so much easier to see.
"If I were you, I'd sleep here every night. Maybe put a skylight in the room there." She lifted her hand to the sky.
"That's not a bad idea."
She lifted up, bracing herself on her hands, looking through the glass window into the living area. "You could make that your primary bedroom. It's big enough."
Her hair hung over her chest, blocking her gorgeous tits. Would it be awful if I brushed it behind her shoulders? "Yeah, but there isn't a bathroom up here."
Her gaze flitted to me. "You could put one in though, right? You are a contractor."
I smiled, loving that she was so confident in my abilities. "We have to focus on the bathrooms downstairs for now."
She slumped back down. "You're right. But we can dream about the possibilities, right?"
"Of course we can." But I was dreaming about her being naked in my arms forever, not about skylights or primary bedrooms.
Her hand played with the hair on my chest, her touch sending warmth through my body. I wished we could stay like this forever.
"Are we going to get eaten alive by bugs if we fall asleep?" she eventually asked.
I stroked my fingers over her shoulder. "Most likely."
"Do you want to go downstairs then?"
"A few more minutes." I needed to ask her what she wanted from this. If she saw it going any further. But I couldn't seem to open my mouth and voice my thoughts. I was too scared to hear what she had to say.
What if she thought this was a fling with the island's most eligible bachelor? A good time never to be repeated? That would gut me.
I was honest with her when I said I wanted her. But was I good enough for her and her daughter? I played with the ends of her hair.
Kinsley moved suddenly, and I was worried she'd suggest going to bed in separate bedrooms. She moved down my body, her hair tickling my skin. When she settled between my legs on all fours, my dick stiffened.
She gripped the base, sending me a naughty look.
I involuntarily jerked in her hands. "What are you waiting for?"
She hummed, then took me into her mouth. My eyes closed as I got lost in the sensation of her wet mouth and the slight scrape of her teeth. It didn't turn me off. If anything, it made me hotter for her. I liked everything she did, no matter what. As long as her hands were on me, I was putty in them.
I bit my lip against the sensations of her mouth surrounding my dick. But I forced myself to open my eyes to see her ass in the air, her breasts swaying as she sucked and pumped. I blew out a breath, not sure I could control myself much longer.
As much as I loved her mouth on me, I wanted to be inside her again. With a growl, I heaved into a seated position, moving her to her back on the blankets. I had the forethought to grab a second condom, rip it with my teeth, and smooth it over my cock.
Then I entered her in one rough motion. I should have gone more slowly or taken my time, but I couldn't hold myself back. She was irresistible.
Seated inside her, I dropped my forehead to hers. "Is this okay?"
Her hands ran down my back. "It would be if you would move."
I eased out and snapped my hips, moving in time with my pounding heart. It was difficult to take a breath with her underneath me like this. I'd never get over how she'd been irritated with me when we first met. And I hadn't done anything to assuage her opinions of me. Instead, I'd acted like a playboy so that she would stay away from me.
