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CARSON

Part of me couldn’t believe what was happening right now, but that part shut up real damn fast when Nova moaned into my mouth and roped her arms around my neck. Just because one part was having trouble believing this was real didn’t mean that the rest of me wasn’t onboard.

All the way onboard. With whatever it was she wanted to do.

The locking of the door thing made me think it was something she didn’t want anyone to walk in on, but with our luck, the house was about to catch fire or her brother was going to burst through the window. Another possibility was that she was going to end this wild, passionate kiss just as suddenly as it started. When none of that happened, I tightened my grip on her and hoped like hell that this was our time.

Not wanting to hesitate anymore just in case the universe turned against us again, I kissed her harder, finally getting to do it the way I’d been dreaming about for so long. In my wildest imagination—and it had gotten pretty wild in all the fantasies I’d had about her over the years—I never would’ve come close to knowing just how good it would be.

There was kissing and then there was this. Nova’s inhibitions seemed to have been obliterated by either lust, or alcohol, or both, and she was giving me everything she’d been holding back the previous times this had happened. Her chest was fused to mine, her hands clawing at me as desperately as mine were clawing at her.

It took her no more than a few minutes before my trunks were hitting the floor. With my heart in my throat, I decided to return the favor, tugging the strings of her bikini top free before I died. Okay, so I didn’t really die, but as that scrap of material fell away from her body and I separated my chest from hers for a moment to let it happen, I felt like I might’ve died because this was definitely heaven.

Her nipples were hard little pebbles against my chest, her skin sweet and warm. I drank from her mouth like a guy that had been thirsty forever. When she finally lifted my trunks over my rock-hard dick, I stepped out of them, naked as the day I was born and still very much in a state of disbelief.

In the back of my mind, I kept waiting for something to happen. Either, I was going to wake up and find out I’d been dreaming again, or we were going to have to cut this short. All that just added to the wild urgency of the experience.

I hooked my thumbs into the waistband of the tiny mini skirt she’d put on over her bikini bottoms, sliding it past her ass and taking the swimsuit with me.

I wanted nothing more than to savor these moments, but I couldn’t slow down. Not while it felt like there was some kind of clock ticking down, about to chime at any moment to signal that we were out of time. I ran my hands over every exposed part of her skin, memorizing the feel of her under my fingertips and so turned on that I was already right on the edge.

It made me feel a little bad until I realized that it felt like our entire lives had been leading up to this. Every look, word, and touch we’d exchanged since I’d been twenty years old had been foreplay for this moment, and besides, I wasn’t going to lose it until I’d finally gotten to see, feel, and taste every last inch of her.

Nova trembled in my arms, moaning into my mouth again as she leaned into me. Suddenly the overwhelming urge to protect her swept through me again, mingling with the lust to make me feel like some kind of primal beast that needed to satisfy all her needs at once.

It was crazy, but that was no surprise. Nova had been driving me crazy since the very first time I’d seen her in that same damn bikini at seventeen years old.

Without breaking the kiss, I walked her back to the bed and laid her down, but I didn’t follow her onto the mattress. Not yet.

Instead, I stood next to it, my eyes roving over her naked body and my heart pounding so hard that I heard it in my ears. Nova dressed made me wild. Nova undressed? I swallowed hard and prayed to the gods of sex and endurance.

She was so fucking perfect that it made my heart and my cock ache simultaneously, which was odd. My heart usually stayed out of it when I had a woman naked, but this was different.

Nova’s torso was shaped like an hourglass and her breasts were so damn full even though she was lying down. Her skin was soft and silky smooth—everywhere—and her nipples were a dusky pink, small little nubs that begged me to taste them.

While I stared at her, she did the same to me, breathing as hard as I was as she let her eyes linger on every part of me. “Shit, Nova. You’re sure about this, right?”

In response, she tucked a toe behind my knee and smiled as she nudged me toward her. “I’m sure. Are you?”

“Fuck, yes,” I groaned, finally climbing onto the mattress with her and kissing her lips before moving on to her jaw, her throat, and her chest.

When I clamped my mouth around the first nipple, she moaned out loud and scraped her nails against my skull, holding me to her. Her back arched and her legs hooked around my ass. I could feel the heat of her against my shaft in this position and I moaned too, so fucking ready that everything in me felt like it had reached a breaking point.

I nipped at that hard peak in my mouth to distract myself, then ran a hand up her silky thigh and trembled when I felt the wetness. “This isn’t going to last long.”

“Nope,” she agreed huskily. “We’ve got all night, though. I want you, Carson. Now. Everything else can wait.”

“Fuck.” I wanted so badly to ignore her, but I couldn’t. Her voice had been a plea—and that was when I realized that I didn’t have any condoms. My wallet was at our cabin, all the way on the other side of the lake.

When I paused, Nova groaned. “You don’t have one, do you?”

“No.” I swallowed the bitter disappointment rising within me, but when I finally pulled away to look at her, she was smiling. “What?”

“It looks like I’m more presumptuous than you. Because I have one. I have three, actually.”

I nearly jumped for joy. “Three?”