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Desire pulses through me. I don’t want to deny it any longer.
“Fuck it,” I breathe.
The water sloshes as I crash into him, sealing my lips against his in a kiss that quickly grows wild and desperate. He groans, parting his lips to meet my tongue while pulling the other tie on my suit.
My bikini top falls off, leaving me in only my bottoms. I loop my arms around his neck, moaning at the sensation of my nipples dragging against his wet chest while we make out.
He makes a ragged sound against my mouth, pulling me further onto his lap. His erection teases between my thighs. I rock against it, kissing him harder.
His palm squeezes my ass and I tear my mouth from his to hang my head back. It’s so good, I could come just from this.
“Caleb,” I gasp out.
“Say my name again.” He sounds absolutely wrecked.
As his lips find a sensitive spot, I moan his name again. He growls in approval, holding me tighter.
Molten heat spills through me, thrumming in the pit of my stomach. I want more.
He’s right there with me, lifting me by his firm grip on my ass. I squeal, wrapping my legs around him as water runs off our bodies.
His teeth graze my throat teasingly before he brings his lips to my ears.
“I want you in my bed, sugar.”
CHAPTER 14
CALEB
This iseverything I’ve missed and longed for in the last seven years.
I have Holly in my arms. Her perfect mouth is on mine, demanding and needy. Her wet, supple body pressed against me everywhere.
Christ, those heavenly fucking tits of hers will be the death of me. She’s got me completely wrecked, already on the edge.
We barely stop kissing once we leave the hot tub. I let her down only so we don’t slip and break our necks getting out, then I haul her against me where she belongs and pick her up again.
I forget about drying off, forget about the icy chill whipping around us as I carry her inside, forget about everything else in the world that isn’t the woman I finally have in my arms.
My girl.
“Caleb.”
Holly moans when I set her on the edge of the kitchen island to take my time devouring her mouth with a searing kiss. The sound of my name on her lips so fucking divine.
“In a minute, baby. I have to kiss you first,” I say against her swollen lips.
Her giggle evolves into another whimper of pleasure. “We’re getting everything wet. As hot as this is, you know the cabin rules.”
“Fuck the cabin rules right now,” I scoff. “The only rule I care about is that you come first—always.”
She shudders, squeezing my sides with her thighs while I torment the sensitive spot on her neck with a claiming kiss that I hope leaves my mark. I love every sound I’m drawing from her, greedy for more.
I plan to spend all night worshiping every inch of her until I’m thoroughly reacquainted with the love of my life.
She sinks her fingers in my hair while my tongue flicks against her pert nipple. The scrape of her nails against my scalp elicits a strangled cry from me.
My cock is so hard I’m having trouble thinking straight.
