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“Fuck, baby. I like the way you think.”
He shifted beneath the blankets, lying on his side as she fisted his cock and guided it into her mouth. A groan escaped before he could stifle it as he lowered his mouth to her sex. She rocked against his mouth while stroking him faster, squeezing harder. She cradled his balls, sending a spear of heat down his spine. He arched back, his hips thrusting as another appreciative noise escaped.
She drew back, and he instantly mourned the loss of her hot, wet mouth.
“Christ, Serena, your mouth is fucking insane.”
“I’ll suck you senseless,” she promised like a vixen. The predatory look in her eyes made his cock throb. “But you might want to get busy down there and keep that talented mouth of yours quiet.”
Chapter Fourteen
SERENA SNUGGLED DEEPER into the warmth of Drake’s body as sunlight shone through her closed eyelids. She didn’t want to open her eyes. She wasn’t ready to let the rest of the world into their private haven. She wondered what time it was. She wanted to have breakfast with everyone and catch up on the last week. She had a busy day ahead. She was having lunch with the girls while Drake worked at the resort, and then she and Drake were going to meet the furniture delivery guys at the music store. Mira had texted earlier in the week to ask if Serena and Drake wanted to see a concert across from Mayo Beach tonight, and Serena was excited to do that, too. She’d had a busy social calendar here, whereas in Boston, so far she’d rarely had time to do anything but work.
Drake’s thick arm tightened around her belly. “Morning, beautiful. Did you get any sleep, or did your mind whirl all night?”
He’d fallen asleep holding her, and he hadn’t moved an inch, except to hold her tighter every time she shifted positions. She’d lain awake thinking about her job and her life and what it might have been like if she and Drake had been together when she was working at the resort. She’d eventually drifted off to sleep and into dreams woven of moments with Drake.
“There was a little whirling, but I eventually fell asleep.” She opened her eyes, then immediately closed them against the bright sun. “Why don’t we sleep under the stars all the time?”
“Because we live an hour and a half apart,” he said groggily. “And we’d freeze our asses off in the winter.”
“But it would be nice in the summer months. I get vacation days. Maybe I can take time off next summer and we can do it then.”
He cupped her breast and kissed the back of her neck. “I’m all for it.”
“Mommy! There’s someone on Uncle Drake’s deck! See the feet?” Hagen’s high-pitched voice drifted up to the deck.
Serena bolted upright on the mattress, scanning the ground. Mira was grinning up at her, one hand on Hagen’s shoulder.
Hagen waved wildly. “It’s Auntie Serena! What are you doing up there?”
Drake groaned, his arm snaking around her belly again.
“Hi, Hagen!” she called out as Drake sat up beside her.
“Hi, Uncle Drake! Are you having a slumber party with Serena?” Hagen looked up at Mira and said, “Mommy, can I sleep on our patio tonight? I want to have a slumber party, too!”
Mira said something to him that Serena couldn’t hear. Then she looked up at them and said, “You guys missed breakfast.”
“Sorry,” Drake called out. He leaned closer to Serena and whispered, “I’m not sorry in the least. Let’s go inside so I can feast on you.”
He kissed her shoulder, making her stomach somersault.
“Shh. Your nephew is right there.”
He pressed a tender kiss to her neck and said, “He can’t hear me.”
“But he can see you!”
“Okay, buddy boy, time to go,” Mira said, turning Hagen away from Drake and Serena. “See you at lunch, Serena!”
“Bye!” Hagen looked back and waved. “Maybe I can sleep on Uncle Drake’s deck tonight!”
“Not a chance,” Drake said as he brought Serena back down to the mattress and brushed his lips over hers. “Weekends are ours.”
“We are not fooling around out here in broad daylight.” She tried to squirm out from under him to escape the oral assault he was lodging with his wicked mouth, but he pinned her wrists to the mattress.
