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“Good morning.” His breath tickled against her skin. After round two several hours ago, they’d fallen asleep tangled together..
She drew a sharp breath when he paused near the curve of her breast. The hard muscles of his back tensed under her hands.
“Ye—” The word cracked. “Yes.”
“We have to leave today.” His tongue flicked at her nipple.
Yes, yes, they would. They had the story. Now it was back to reality.
She gripped his hair, holding his mouth in place. “We have right now, though.”
His hands got in on the action and every neuron in her brain focused on them. Coherent thoughts stopped coming in that moment.
“Yeah.” He smiled against her skin and tucked her hand into his own.
The world came into sharp focus as he trailed kisses across her belly. He freed his hand from hers to spread her knees. He continued to kiss and lick, lower and lower. Her heart hammered in her chest.
No one had ever gone down on her before.
“I’ve never done…” She grabbed a fistful of his hair. “Oh. That’s nice.”
Gently, he set her hand aside. He glanced up from his explorations and flashed those damn dimples. “Then I’d say it’s about time.”
He ran his tongue in a circle over the bundle of nerves at the core of her, flicking and sucking in alternate waves. She couldn’t stop the moan that escaped from between her lips, and had no way to suppress her heels as they dug into the bed to lift her hips more firmly against his mouth.
Their yoga mat therapist had been right. There were other things he could do that had nothing to do with—oh dear, his fingertips trailed up her thigh and spread her center apart. Then they went there. One and then two dipped inside. He made some kind of feral noise as his tongue continued to do really amazing things.
How did he get it to turn to the side like—oh God, the muscles inside began to contract as he continued his work. He picked her heels up off the bed and wrapped them around his shoulders, his own palms trailing along her lower back to hold her against his mouth. In turn, she gripped the bed sheet in two solid handfuls.
She thought he could kiss before. He’d been holding back. The French had nothing on the way he moved his tongue down there.
She made a sound she was pretty sure wasn’t lady like at all, and then everything seemed to spin. The heat between her thighs burned hot for him before releasing her on a wave and pulling her under.
As luck would have it, his idea was a fantastic one.
* * *
William sat on the bench outside the cabin and wanted to beat his chest like the caveman he’d proven himself to be. He was fairly certain he’d never been a woman’s first anything before. Even his first had been thoroughly experienced when they hooked up in high school. He grinned at the lake in front of him as though he expected it to respond somehow. His night with Lucy had been unbelievable. Yeah, this morning had been incredible, too. Caught up in their activities, neither had gotten much sleep. Although, given the satisfied smile she wore when they tumbled out of the shower, she didn’t mind.
He sipped at his cup of coffee. His heart gave a little tug. Damn, he had never fallen for a woman this hard. He was in trouble, and he didn’t even care.
“Hey.” Lucy emerged from the cabin and tucked her hair behind her ear. “Coffee again? You’re the best.”
Yeah. He’d proven that around four times in the past ten hours. She smiled, uncertain, and raised her mug to him. Even in the early morning, she was stunning with her hair haphazardly tied up. Her ridiculous nightshirt dipped a little low, showing just enough cleavage to make him want to immediately take it off. With the intimate knowledge of what lay underneath, he squeezed his hand on the handle of his mug to keep from doing just that.
“You’re beautiful, Luce.”
“You don’t have to say that.” Her body brushed against his, and she ran her hands along his bare stomach.
“I said it because it’s true. Get dressed. Let’s go to the lodge and grab breakfast before we head out.”
She rolled her eyes. “So demanding.”
He lifted her chin with his fingertip. “We established that last night.”
A heavy red blush covered her cheeks.
“You’re blushing, and I didn’t even take out my?—”
