Easing her bikini thong aside, I savor the view of her beautiful, bare pussy like it’s something sacred.
And, as I press a gentle kiss to the inside of her right thigh, then the left, she moans, back arching, fingers threading tighter in my hair—already undone, and I haven’t even truly started.
Slowly, I circle my tongue over her clit, tasting her sweet arousal as she bucks against me. I take my time, learning what makes her gasp, what makes her grind against my mouth, what makes her lose herself completely.
Then, as though I’ve hit the edge of my own control, I give in, devouring, sucking, licking, burying my face in her pussy until she starts to come apart beneath me.
Her hips rock, fingers tangled in my hair like it’s the only thing tethering her to this galaxy.
Body tightening, a shudder rolls through her.
I slow my rhythm, just enough to feel her fight the edge, one hand gripping my hair, the other gripping the blanket.
She moans my name again, and I press deeper, tongue flicking in time with the pulse beneath my fingers until she breaks apart completely, breathless beneath me.
I stay with her, two fingers curling inside, my mouth sucking her clit until her orgasm crests, long, hard, and shattering.
“Knox, ohmygosh…”
When she finally falls still, I kiss my way back up her body, drunk on her taste, on the trust threaded through every breathless tremble.
Fuck, I want nothing more than to bury my cock deep inside her, to lose myself in her, to shout her name as I come.
But instead, I grind into her, teasing, holding back, my mouth brushing against hers.
“I don’t want to stop. I want to feel you come again, this time with me inside you, right here under the stars.”
My words drip out thick with restraint as I cup her breasts, thumbs circling both nipples.
Cami arches into my touch with a breathy gasp, blue eyes dark with need. She doesn’t have to say a word; her body’s saying plenty.
“You tugging at my shorts like that? Oh yeah,Bubble Girl…” I smile against her mouth, letting my tongue trail slowly along her bottom lip. “You want this just as much as I do.”
Cami shivers, hips shifting beneath me, and for a beat, I nearly give in.
“But we agreed to at least three dates.” My breath brushes against her ear. “And I’m a man of my word.”
I pause, letting the heat simmer between our kisses, bodies still grinding together like desire might just overrule discipline.
“One more date,” I whisper, lips fanning hers. “Then we make good on what we’ve been holding back.”
Cami smirks, cheeks flushed, fingers still tangled in my hair. “Only if you promise to always call meBubble Girlfrom now on, like you did a few minutes ago. Hottest thing ever.”
A slow smile spreads across my face. “Deal.”
Waves hum around us, a quiet rhythm that echoes the steady thrum pulsing through us.
And for once, I don’t want to rush or overthink what comes next. I simply want to stay here, caught in the hush of a night that feels like the beginning of something I never saw coming.
CHAPTER 13
Cami
My eyelids flutter open, head foggy, like the morning after too much wine and not enough water.
For a moment, I don’t know where I am. Cozy-soft sheets and a woodsy scent cling to my skin, a lingering trace of Knox that somehow followed me home.
I look down and can’t help but smile.
