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Miles barked out a laugh, the low rumble echoing on the still lake beyond the deck. “All these compliments, Shannon, might make it hard for me not to fall in love with you.” He was joking, I could tell, but I felt the need to explain.
“It wasn’t said out of conceit,” I explained.
“It was a test.” He didn’t phrase it as a question and I nodded.
“Kind of, but not for the reasons you might think. I was burned pretty bad the last time I attempted a relationship and I’m just looking to have fun.”
“And if I had said that I was already half in love with you?”
“I would have rolled my eyes, called you on your crap and given you a fake number.”
Miles laughed again. “Okay. I promise not to fall in love with you, Shannon. Can you promise the same?”
I nodded and smiled as he leaned in close again. “No, I can’t promise that. But I can promise that I won’t do anything about it. I want to have a good time and make some friends and you, Miles, seem like a fun and friendly kind of guy.”
“Oh, I am.” His words came out whisper soft. “So fun,” he said and brushed a gentle kiss across my lips. “And so, so friendly.” He did it again, kissing me softly while his fingers sifted through my hair until he found the perfect position, holding my head as he slanted his mouth over mine, devouring my mouth. His tongue stroked into my mouth, faster and faster, until my heart sped up and breathing became difficult.
My own hands had a mind of their own, gripping his shoulders and then caressing across the wide expanse of his back before they made their way up to his neck, tangling in the curls that started to form at the nape. Miles growled when our tongues touched. His hands slid from my hair and gripped my hips when I sucked his tongue.
“Shannon…,” he growled.
The sound hit me right between the legs and before I could think better of it, I was on his lap, grinding against the impressively thick length pressing against my core. “Yes, Miles?”
He gripped me tighter and bucked up, pulling a long gasp from my mouth as he hit that perfect spot. “You’re making it very hard to remember that I’m a gentleman.”
“Oh, I feel how hard I’m making it, Miles. And you know what?”
“What?” He nipped my earlobe with his teeth.
“I like it. A lot.” I more than liked the way he couldn’t seem to control his desire, the barely restrained tension in his jaws and arms. “You’ve been a perfect gentleman, now it’s time to be naughty.”
“I can do that,” he growled and stood with me in his arms, as if I didn’t have fifteen extra pounds on me. I went with it, wrapping my legs around his waist. Miles froze and dark brown eyes seared into mine before his lips crashed against mine once again.
It took an eternity to make it to the bedroom because every kiss, every moan, every slide of my tongue against his flesh made him stop and reward me with a kiss that made me breathless. “Miles.” I don’t know why I said his name, there was nothing to say when his lips scraped against my collarbone, other than a breathy moan.
He smiled and turned his back to the bed, we fell until we landed in a breathless heap with me on top. “You’re so soft.” His hands squeezed my hips and slid up my waist to cup my breasts. “I love it.”
“And you’re so hard,” I told him as pulled his shirt from his pants and slid my hands underneath, eager to feel the muscles I knew were hidden by the fabric. “Everywhere.” I felt a solid six-pack and impressively large pecs and a fire roared through my blood. I needed to see him. All of him. I grabbed the shirt and tore it open, smiling as buttons flew everywhere. “Beautiful.”
His brown eyes went wide with shock and Miles licked his lips. “Pretty sure that’s my line.”
“Not from where I’m sitting,” I told him and rolled my hips as his cock surged up against my silk covered, throbbing center. “Miles.” I rolled my hips again, smiling at the guttural groan he let out in response.
“Shannon, don’t tease me.”
“Who’s teasing?” My hips moved in a slow back and forth motion, dragging my clit against the hard ridge of his cock, torturing myself more than him.
“Fuck. I don’t know whether to let you finish, or make you come myself.” His hands slid up and down my thighs and then up my waist, once again squeezing my breasts. “Fuck, you have great tits.”
I knew my breasts were one of my better features, but still, hearing Miles say so sent a shiver of satisfaction through me. I slid down the length of his body until I was face to face with his cloth covered cock. “Thank you, Miles.” I smiled up at him while my hands worked his button and zipper, shoving them down his legs until his cock was free.
