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She ran her finger along the chocolate on her dress and touched it to Hagen’s nose, earning silly giggles. “I wonder if you can convince Uncle Drake to make me one, too? I think chocolate will go a long way tonight.”
“Uncle Drake, will you make her a s’more?” Hagen ran to Drake as he approached and tugged on Drake’s shirt.
Drake reached down and patted Hagen’s head. “I’ll make her anything she wants, buddy.”
“Hey, gorgeous.” Drake reached for her hand, pulling her against him and kissing her smiling lips. “I didn’t expect you tonight.”
“I couldn’t stay away,” she said honestly. After watching the video again, all she’d wanted was to be in his arms.
“You blew me away today, Supergirl. I want to hear all about your day.”
He kissed her again, and all she could think about was how he blew her away every day with his endless patience and encouragement.
Drake looked down at her chest pressed against his sternum. “I’m getting marshmallow in your chocolate.”
She lowered her voice and said, “Careful. If you get any on my skin, you might have to lick it off.”
Heat flared in his eyes. “Hagen,” he said without taking his eyes off Serena. “Let’s get busy melting those marshmallows. Uncle Drake has an insatiable appetite. We might need to use the whole bag.”
Chapter Eighteen
DRAKE AWOKE TO Serena’s soft lips kissing their way down his stomach. He didn’t even try to suppress his smile as he threaded his fingers into her hair, loving the feel of it—and her hot mouth—against his skin. He’d wanted to take her home the minute he’d seen her beautiful face appear in the darkness last night, but they’d stayed at the bonfire catching up with the others for almost an hour before they’d finally turned in.
She pressed her lips to the head of his cock. He groaned as she continued kissing and licking his hard length. She was the most sensual, honest, enticing woman he’d ever met, and every evening without her was torture. Not because he needed sex, but because his life was not complete without her by his side.
“God, baby. You feel so good.”
She buried his cock in her mouth, following her lips with tight strokes of her hand, obliterating his thoughts. His hips rocked as she took him right up to the edge of madness.
“Baby, I’m gonna lose it,” he warned, gritting his teeth against the mounting pressure.
She withdrew his shaft from her mouth, watching him as she dragged her tongue from base to tip. Spikes of heat skidded through him.
“Not yet, you’re not,” she said haughtily.
She straddled him in all her naked glory and sank slowly down over his shaft, burying him in her tight heat. He pulled her down for a kiss, and she turned, guiding her breast into his mouth instead. Fuck, he loved her confidence. She liked it a little rough sometimes, and he was right there with her, teasing and sucking as they loved each other wild. When that wasn’t enough, he held on tight and swept her beneath him, driving in deeper.
“Hold my wrists,” she begged, sparking all sorts of deliciousness inside him.
As his fingers circled her wrists, pleasure and passion brimmed in her eyes, so different from the joy that had radiated off her when he’d seen her in her office. That happiness had driven him to toy with the idea of buying the guitar store that was going out of business in Boston. Leaving the Cape had never been in his plans, but as he’d come to realize, neither had a life without Serena.
“I love you, Supergirl,” he said vehemently. “I have loved you for as long as I can remember.”
“A big YouTube star like you?” A rascally look rose in her eyes. “I bet you say that to all the fangirls.”
“Only the really special one who loved me before I was famous.”
The emotions in her eyes told him how she felt before she said another word. But when she said, “I loved you when you were a skinny teenager carrying around a beat-up guitar and too cool to like me back,” sweetly and honestly, he got all choked up.
“I was never too cool for you. You’ve always been out of my league.” He pressed his lips to hers, then said, “And just so we’re clear, sass-mouth, other than family, you’re the only woman I’ve ever said those three words to.”
