Page 51 of Feverburn

“Yes, want to join me?”

“I don’t see a swimsuit…”he squinted.

“That’s because there isn’t one.”

He murmured something in Greek before he stepped out of his pants and shoes.“Well then,”he said, fisting the back of his shirt before tearing it off over his head. His shoulder muscles moved along with his biceps, now in full view. I swallowed hard, seeing how fucking sexy his upper body wasbareand how the chain I gave him glinted in the night. Was he still wearing the crystal necklace after all this time? The sight of it made me giddy.

Silvery moonlight shined on his pecs and faint abs as he straightened before he bent to drop his boxer briefs in one confident push. His dick swung heavily between his legs, making mesuckin a ragged breath. It wasn’t even hard, but I was shocked. He was all man, mixed with his body hair and muscles in all the right places. My pussy pulsed a desperatebeat, aching, wanting his body all over mine.

He walked towards me with asmugsmile, mannishly running a hand up and down his chest. His nakedness felt bold andshameless, inviting me to look at him all I wanted. As he got closer, the moonlight brightened his eyes, making them morehypnotic. I journeyed deeper into the water so I could wade along with him. The lakeconcealedeverything from my shoulders down.

“You’re really handsome.”

“You’regorgeous. This is like a damn siren call.”He waded closer, eyes drinking me in. He pulled me in for akiss, his hands moving up my back to press me against his chest. I sighed into his mouth, letting the rest of the world drift away.

With his added height, he was standing where I had to tread. Now floating in hisembrace, my mind cleared of any thought with his lips on mine. They were soft and moved inperfectmotion. He tastedintoxicating, indescribable other than outrightCarson.

Our kisses were usually sointensethey made me dizzy. Thiskisswas slow, full of need andlonging. He clutched me close, pressing the entire front of my body to him. My breasts and some of my hair smashed between us.

I sucked on the tip of his tongue, then stroked it with mine, inciting a low hum from him. One of his hands held my face as he tilted his head to the other side, rubbing a thumb across my jaw. I tried mybestto ignore his dick pressing against my mound, but it was a constant awareness both of us were disregarding to stay close.

Time was suspended while I clung to Carson. I felt weightless in the water, like I could float away at any moment without his arms surrounding me. Our bodies undulated against each other with each knocking wave, asensualpush and pull.

His hand roamed from my back lower to my ass to hungrily grab a cheek. The flesh filling his hand made a sexy groan escape his throat and echo in our kiss. His hunger for me made me pliable as I melted into him, letting every inch of my body relax under his touch and energy. He wasunhurried and assured, drawing me in.

Without breaking ourkiss, he grabbed my thighs to hitch me across his body underwater. I wrapped my legs around and settled against him, rocking with the waves. Still holding my ass, Carson rolled against me, letting his length separate me and glide against my clit. A breathy cry hitched in my throat as I moved in response. It was too smooth, tooperfect, tootempting. I could slide down his length if I raised my hips another inch. It was an irresistible impulse. Battling the same thought, he rolled against me again with the next wave, sending me over the edge.

I pulled from thekissto gain composure, causing Carson to distract himself by kissing my neck. Untangling from him, I set to float on my back. He stood watching my body bob to the surface with hungry eyes. I met his gaze with a knowing look, outstretching my arms from where I hovered near his waist. He was now finally seeing me fullynaked. Bearing myself to him this way, subtly and under the moon, feltextrapowerful andsensual.

The conversation would be more challenging with my ears now underwater, but I still heard his muffled voice say,“You’re so beautiful, Rosie.”His gaze was reverent as he rubbed my legs slowly to test my response.

“Keep going,”I whispered, urging his touch.

He ran his right hand up my curves on the side furthest from him, over my hips to tracewetfingertips across my stomach, mirroring the same path he made with the paintbrush months ago.

His eyes flashed to mine with an intensity I’d never seen. In the moonlight, he looked like a Greek god with his dark hair and beard, a glow on his broad shoulders and pecs. I softened my eyes as I stared at his handsome face, relaying I was eagerly consenting to him touching me. My hand mindlessly floated to caress his back andbaremuscular hip.

He cupped his right hand into the lake, trickling it on my stomach before moving between my breasts. My breath became ragged as he repeated the same motion over my collarbone, lightly splattering me before kissing my chin and lips.

With his gaze back on my body, he sank his hand into the water, this time intentionally dripping across the peaks of my breasts. The cool water and direct attention made my nipples tighten. The sight caused Carson to let out a low hum of approval. He did it again, painstakingly slow. Each drop of water on my skin made my core clench.

His fingers brushed against one nipple, softly covering it before encircling it. I bit my lower lip, witnessing his hand on me.

“I like that,”I whispered.

His smile looked calm, drugged. The water muffled his voice as he replied,“So do I.”His hand moved to the other breast, teasing that nipple too. He covered one with his hand as he lowered his mouth and licked it sinfully while staring at me. I shuddered but focused on floating.

Straightening, he trailed his fingers down my body, starting between my breasts and then around my navel. A row of knuckles grazed my hip bones before his hand slowly and confidently brushed against my center.

He bent down for anotherkiss. A rush of heat swirled in my stomach. The water's surface tickled my clit, making me even more hungry for him. His hand covered my pussy, slow and soft to help me acclimate. My eyes fluttered shut while he ran his fingers against me, his touch tender yet confident.

My hand boldly drifted to his cock. It was thick, thicker than the others I had touched. I stroked it under the water, making him thrust against my hand. I wanted him in me already.

“Carson, baby…you’re killing me…”

My words made him jump back as if something had zapped him. His hands left my body, his cock escaping my grip.“Wait!”he said as I pulled myself to stand in the lake.“Stop. We have to stop.”

“What’s wrong?”I tried to move towards him, but he distanced himself more.

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