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Tate pops up and pulls me into him. “We’re going to have to lay down some rules.”

“Yeah?” My question comes out a little more breathless than I would like. “And what are those?”

“For starters, it doesn’t matter how secluded and off the grid we are, you stay close.”

His hardness rubbing against my belly sends a ripple of desire straight to my core. “How close?” I wrap my arms around his neck. His hands still gripping my waist, he lifts me in the water, settles me onto his cock, and I slide down on him.

“Very close,” he replies as I take him all in. “Do we have an understanding?”

“Not sure yet,” I hum. “Keep explaining.”

His chuckle vibrates against my lips. “What do you need to know?”

“I’m more of a hands-on learner. Showing instead of telling goes a long way.” Long is right. Fuck, I’m losing at my own game. “Any other rules?” I ask, taking him deeper.

He bites at my bottom lip. “That you listen to every word I say.”

“Hmmm…an example?”

“If I tell you to take me deeper, you do it.” He lifts me up only to plunge me down on his cock.

“Shit. Okay. Got it.”

“Good.” He raises and drops me repeatedly in a slow rhythm that causes my body to tremble and my insides to pulse. I bite my bottom lip as my orgasm tears through me, my body convulsing in pleasure. A deep masculine rumble rolls off Tate’s tongue, and his thrusts become wild and untamed. He takes control, fucking me until his cock pulses as he comes hard inside me. When I return to reality, Tate is treading through the water, carrying me onto the man-made beach.

“You gonna listen from now on?”

“Yes, Daddy,” I snicker against his chest, hissing when he slaps my ass.

“Daddy? What makes you think I’m older than you?”

I pull back. “There’sno wayyou’re younger. You totally have to be older… I think. Damn,really?”

Tate laughs. “I’m kidding. I’m thirty-two.”

Phew. Never pictured myself as a cradle robber. “Fine, what do I call you?”

His lips lower. “How about mine?”

My heart explodes in my chest.Mine. Tate wants me to be his. The girl in me does a little happy dance and twirls and twirls and—okay, enough pretend twirling. “Hmmm… sounds okay.”

He grants me a sexy smile in return. “Let’s get inside. I didn’t have a chance to put the groceries away. We don’t want the raccoons to catch wind and eat all your Slim Jims.”

Dude, no one’s eating my Slim Jims but me. “Fair enough.”

Chapter sixteen

Tate

“Wow. I didn’t know you bought enough ingredients to make a full meal.”

I set a plate in front of Mindy and take my seat. “Being in the military will teach you to make do with minimal things.”

She grabs her fork and takes a bite. I chuckle at her faint moan. “Okay, now I’m impressed. This is really good.”

“Did you just pay me a compliment, Miss Parks?”

“Hell no. You just cut me off before I could finish. I wasgoingto say this is really good. . .onlybecause I’m starving. I would eat dirt if it was in front of me.” I don’t bother calling her out. The fact that she’s already on her fourth bite tells me she’s full of shit. She’s practically half done with her bowl before I get my first bite in. “Should’ve let me put the Slim Jims in it. Would have made this way better.”

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