Page 61 of Late Nights & Love Lines
His tongue sweeps up the side of my neck, hot sensation pouring down my throat and into my belly, and a low, wanton moan escapes me.
“This isn’t why I brought you here,” he whispers against my skin. His lips fall away, but his forehead stays pressed to my skin.
I arch my back enough that we’re nose-to-nose and flash him my bestyeah rightexpression with one raised brow.
“I swear I didn’t.” This time, he puts some space between us and pulls the basket closer to him.
I attempt to even my breaths as he pulls out a…a cribbage board?
So many things hit me all at once. I’m being swept away at sea with nothing to grab ahold of.
I’m adrift.
Officially untethered.
“How? How did you remember this?” I’m so emotional my mouth goes dry because all the moisture in my body is pooling in the corners of my eyes. The tremor in my hands makes a tap, tap, tap sound against my thigh, and it’s all I can do to keep myself from breaking down and sobbing right here on the beach.
No one has ever paid this much attention to me. Not even my father, the one person who always gave me unconditional love.
“Sweetheart.” He groans as if what he’s about to say hurts him. “I remember every single thing you’ve ever said. Every memory was locked away for safekeeping in my mind as though it always knew I’d find you again.”
“My—my dad.” I cover my mouth to force a choked sob back into my throat. I can’t break down. Giving him this piece of myself, it’s…too much.
“You learned to play when he was ill,” he says quietly, and I exhale with a shudder. “And it was the first thing your mother ever took from you.”
She blamed me. Not for my father’s illness, but for occupying all his time in his last months.
“I didn’t want to make you cry, Peach. I only wanted to give you back something you should have never lost. I wanted to show you that I care, and I really want your todays and your tomorrows.”
That’s it. He’s finally taken my strings and weaved them with his magic because I no longer recognize what’s holding me together.
I’m in a freefall where I can’t predict the consequences or the next steps. It’s only the here. The today.
And today, I kiss him.
I kiss him like I’ll never let go. And I kiss him so I’ll have the memory for a lifetime because no experience on earth will ever hold more meaning than this one, right here.
On my tombstone, I want it to sayI kissed him today.
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COCK-SIZED IMPRINTS
SEBASTIAN
Her legs wrap around my waist, the cribbage board caught between our ribs, but I’m so consumed by the press of her lips against mine that I ignore the stab of pain the rough edge causes. Instead, I’m consumed by the way her tongue tentatively touches my bottom lip and how, when I open for her, she pours her soul into mine.
Without breaking the kiss, I ease the board out from between us and reposition my legs so I’m no longer sitting on my knees. I want to be as close as humanly possible to her body. We meld together as one, as if we’re finally where we were always meant to be. The new position pulls her tighter against my cock, and stars of every color explode in my vision.
As soon as we connect, a mewling sound I plan to remember forever slips past her lips, and I greedily swallow it down.
Rowan slides her hands beneath my T-shirt, and I hiss. Her skin against mine causes a searing sense of rightness, and each press of her fingers sends a jolt of emotion through my body I’ve never before experienced.
And I swear on my life, I will never mock Pappy’s thoughts on destiny and fate again because with Rowan wrapped around mybody, I resolutely felt the world shift. It tilted on a new axis that’s meant just for us, and I’ll gladly spin in her orbit for the rest of my life.
“Rowan,” I groan. She kisses along my jaw until her warm lips are at my ear. “We need to stop before this goes too far.”
She freezes, but I press her body tightly against mine so she can’t run while I scramble to explain. “If we don’t stop now, I don’t know if either of us will be able to. So if any part of you is unsure about moving forward.” I’m not sure if she grinds down on me, or if I press up into her, but the heat of her core melts us both through her thin cotton dress, and my entire body vibrates.
