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I moaned at the hot water, my skin prickling at the onslaught of comfort and warmth.
Garrett’s erection twitched against my ass. “Do you have any idea what the noises you make do to me?” He wrapped his arms around me, and I relaxed against his chest.
“I can guess.” I wriggled my ass.
He growled. “You’re playing with fire, Red.”
“Burn me, then.” I sighed, contentment coating every corner of my mind.
His hands smoothed down my sides, lingering at the curve of my waist and then skirting along my upper thighs. “What am I going to do with you?” He turned me sideways, our legs tangling under the water.
“I think you’ve already figured that out.” I stretched up and nipped at his throat.
“Red.” The warning in his tone didn’t deter me, but my fatigue did. He wrapped his arms tight around me, pressing my softness against his hardness. I sank down and laid my head on his chest.
“Are you…” He coughed. “Sorry, are you on birth control?”
I snickered. “Yes. Maybe you should have asked that before having your way with me in the woods.”
He squeezed me. “You didn’t really give me a choice there, Red. You ran.” He said it as if those two words explained everything.
“Hang on a sec.” I grinned. “You’re cuddling. This is cuddling.”
He shrugged, sending a small wave sloshing over the tub’s edge and slapping into the tile floor. “You make me do things that don’t make sense.”
I traced my fingertips around the barbell in his dusky nipple. “Like what?”
“Like cooking, like playing doctor without any of the pervy benefits, like cuddling, like not using a condom, or like taking baths with an angel in my arms.”
If I weren’t already melted, his words would have done me in. “Smooth talker.”
He laughed, the water trembling. “That’s the thing, I’m not. You’ve done this to me.”
“I like it.”
“Of course you do.” He shook his head, his beard whispering against my hair. “Come on, let’s get you cleaned up. I want you warm and in bed with me.”
“Cuddling?” I grinned up at him.
He smirked and ran his hand between my legs. “Something like that.”
CHAPTER NINETEEN
“THAT WORD IS MISSPELLED.” I peered over Garrett’s shoulder at the book he was working on. The text had been written in a harshly slanting hand, each letter seeming to lean on the next for support.
“This is a seventeenth century manuscript that once graced the shelves of the largest monastery still standing in Britain.” He dropped his quill into the ink pot, spun in his chair, and dragged me into his lap. “I think they knew what they were doing.”
He pressed his lips to my neck as thunder rumbled outside. The weekend had arrived cold and wet. Ever since our time in the woods the previous day, Garrett and I hadn’t been able to keep our hands off each other. I had no doubt the worries about my father were waiting for me on the front porch, ready to pounce once I left the comfortable cocoon of Garrett’s arms. So I staved them off and planned on restarting the survey Monday morning.
“Where’d you go?” He stared into my eyes and cleared a few strands of hair from my forehead.
“Nowhere.” I smiled and kissed him. “Just here with you.”
He slid a hand under my shirt and up my back. Kissing down to my throat, he ran his teeth along my skin and sent goose bumps shooting down my arms.
“Is that your ink hand?” I wriggled against the hand at my back.
“Yep.” He sucked my jugular.
I tried to lean away from his grip, but he held on tighter. After our time in the woods, I learned the quickest way to get close to him was to push away.
He used his other hand to yank my tank top down. His hot mouth pressed against my nipple, and my breath hitched as he rubbed the flat of his tongue along the stiff peak.
“Garrett.” I ran my hands through his hair and gripped the strands as he leaned me back, holding me at his mercy. He sucked and bit my bare nipple before trading up for the one still imprisoned behind the fabric of my top.
Kissing back to my mouth, he murmured, “You taste good enough to eat.”
He claimed my mouth with a roughness that spoke to some inner part of me. One that I had never considered, much less explored. I eased my hand down his shirt and stroked his hard cock through his jeans.
He groaned into my mouth and gripped my hair until I whimpered from the sting. Pain told me the game was starting, and I was eager to play.
“On your knees.” He pushed me to the floor, my knees hitting his rug as he kept a strong hold on my hair. “Do you want my cock?”
I licked my lips and stared up into his stormy eyes. “Please.”
“Fuck.” He dragged me closer until my face hovered above his belt buckle. “Take it out.”
I made quick work of his belt and button fly. When I flipped his boxers down, his cock pointed at my face.
“Suck it.” He pulled me forward and gripped the back of my neck with his free hand.
I opened wide, and slid him as far into my mouth as I could. It wasn’t far enough for him, because he yanked me onto his cock, the tip pressing into the back of my throat. I gagged and sputtered. He pulled out and thrust again. I dug my nails into his thighs and tried to pull away from him. But, as with everything else, if I tried to escape, it only made him tighten his grip.
He forced his cock head into my throat and held me in place as my tears ran and I beat at his thighs. “Fucking take it, Red.”
I needed air. But the only way to get it was to give in to him. I stopped struggling. He pulled my head back and let me take a breath.
I went back in, sucking on his head and taking his shaft deep. He grunted, the sound masculine and sexy. My panties stuck to me, but I wanted to please him more than anything else. I rose up higher on my knees and pressed my elbows along the tops of his thighs as I bobbed on his cock. He guided my strokes, holding my head in place as I rubbed his cock against my tongue.
Wet sounds echoed around the library as he began thrusting, fucking my mouth.
“I’m going to shoot down your throat.”
I’d never taken a man into my throat before, but I wasn’t about to stop. G
arrett groaned and grunted, each thrust harder than the last. I took in noisy breaths around his cock, but didn’t stop sucking and licking.
He tensed and yanked me onto his cock again. I couldn’t breathe, but he held me in place as he thrust once more. I closed my eyes and concentrated on him. His hands, his cock, his scent. I wanted it, all of it.
He groaned as his cock thickened in my mouth and his come coated my throat. I pressed my tongue to the bottom of his shaft and swallowed.
“Fuck.” He pushed me off his cock, then shoved me to the floor.
I gasped as he yanked my jeans and panties off. Before I’d gotten my breathing back to normal, his mouth covered my pussy, and I arched my back.
He grabbed my ass and raised me to his face as if he were feasting on a sumptuous meal. I moaned as he devoured me. Every lick, every bite was like a spark against a fuse, each one flirting with an explosion. I yelped when he dug his teeth into my mound and used his tongue to stroke my clit in hard, inexorable passes. My hips met his rhythm. He moved one hand to my pussy, then trailed the wetness to my asshole.
I dug my nails into the rug as he teased me, his finger caressing the ridges. He increased the pressure, and the sparks began to rain down. When he pressed his fingertip inside me, the fuse lit and my orgasm exploded. His name ripped through my lungs as my legs tightened around his head. Each wave of release shook me, and I moaned until my lungs burned. When I finally came back down from the heights he’d shot me to, he lowered my hips to the floor and kissed the spots where his bites would leave marks.
“Holy shit.” My heart thumped roughly in my chest, and I slung my arm over my eyes because everything seemed too bright.
I lay boneless as he dotted soft kisses on each hip and his gentle hands massaged my thighs. He crawled up my body and nudged my arm away to kiss me, giving me a taste of myself. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he pressed another kiss to my lips then rested his forehead against mine.
“Damn, Red.” A smirk crept into his lips, the fine lines next to his eyes crinkling. “You get so aggressive when you’re horny.”
I snorted out a laugh, and he grinned down at me.
