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My grin widened. No. I really didn’t.

Pushing myself to my feet, I snatched up a towel off the table and made my way over to the side of the pool, where Amy was now clinging.

She looked up at me through her water-logged eyelashes and smiled, making my chest ache a little more than it already had been.

“Come on, you. Enough play time with your friends. It’s my turn.”

Her eyes flashed with excitement, and she bit her lip. I growled. Reaching down to grab hold of the wrists she was offering me, I hoisted her out of the pool and into my arms, wrapping the towel around her quickly.

The feel of her cool, wet skin against mine sent me into a slight panic. I needed to have her. Now.

Grabbing her hand, I started towing her toward the inside of the house.

Chapter 17

Amy

As Daniel led me up the stairs, a seriousness I hadn’t felt before started creeping up on me. I’d tried so hard over the last couple of weeks not to think about his departure, but it was always there, lurking in the back of my mind like an ominous black cloud.

I hadn’t told Daniel, but I’d done a lot of research online in regards to what to expect over the coming months—both for him and for me. I’d read many stories of marines’ experiences during their service periods, and I’d read even more stories from a wife or a girlfriend’s perspective. So many couples didn’t seem to make it.

Each day, I found myself more and more desperate for him to believe that I would never leave him. Especially if he was deployed. I wanted him to know, without a doubt, that I would always be waiting for him.

Leading me into my room, he softly closed the door behind me before dropping his bag and pulling me into a long kiss.

My hands automatically searched out the taut contours of his abs, my thumbs following the lines around each definition, working their way upwards until they were stroking the hard muscles in his chest.

Over the two and a half months I’d known him, his body had only gotten stronger and hotter, a strong testament to his dedication to his career.

A slight groan rumbled in his throat, heating my body to boiling point. I pressed myself against him a little more, my tongue reaching out to taste his. His hands tightened on me, the one hand laced in my hair, clenching and pulling at my long strands, while the one on my lower back drew me harder against his arousal.

The heat within me flared even more, sending a rush straight between my legs. I whimpered.

His hands began to move, caressing me, stroking me, loving me. Even though my insides were on fire, my skin was still cool from the water, and the warmth of his hands almost felt electric on my sensitive skin. I moaned.

Daniel’s kiss deepened again, his tongue stroking erotically against mine, again and again. He pushed against me harder, forcing me backwards until I was pressed against the door.

I felt my bikini top loosen, then fall from me completely. Daniel’s whole body tightened before he tore his mouth free from mine and began kissing his way down my neck.

I arched into him, throwing my head back to give him better access, while I gasped for breath. The second his thumbs brushed over my nipples, I cried out with a pleasure overload. Gripping his hair tightly, I pressed him even harder against my neck, needing to feel the pull of him sucking on my skin.

With teeth scraping and tongue licking, he continued moving lower, lapping at my collarbone and licking a trail down my cleavage. I felt like I could hardly breathe. My chest was rising and falling quickly and heavily, but it was a pleasure that had me gripped and desperate for more.

His tongue flicked over my nipple, softly, slowly, but in such a way that almost had me screaming.

“Oh, God, Daniel . . .”

His hands, splayed out against my back, pressed harder, and he carefully drew my nipple into his mouth, curling his tongue around the hard peak and sucking.

Stars exploded behind my closed eyes, and a thrill like I’d never known burst between my legs, sending my clit throbbing.

Daniel suddenly dropped to his knees, his hands ripping my bikini bottom down in one swift move. My legs felt increasingly unstable, the sudden nakedness of my girlie bits making me so incredibly aroused I wasn’t sure I could see straight.

Bracing myself with flattened hands against the door beside my butt, I tried to gather some focus, but then Daniel lifted one of my legs and placed it over his shoulder, thrusting his tongue into my opening so quick I almost passed out.

If I thought the warmth of his hands on my cold skin was amazing, then the warmth of his mouth on my cold clit was a word so unbelievable it hadn’t been invented yet. I cried out so loud I was sure the neighbors at the other end of the block would’ve heard me.

The one leg left supporting me trembled, and the one hooked over his shoulder clenched, my heel digging into his back. Daniel thrust his tongue deep inside me before withdrawing and thrusting again, then again.

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