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“I invited them for dinner. At my house if that’s better.”
I shove him. “Psshh. My house. You and me, Bear. We’ll make something good for them. Are they just taking some alone time at the moment?”
He nods. “Kelly’s tired.”
“So what’s it like with him? Is he like…done with everything or…?”
“He takes some maintenance medicines, I think. Most of it for his heart.”
“His heart?”
Barrett holds a branch back for me, nodding.
“He has some damage from the chemo.”
“Really? He seems…so healthy.” I shake my head and laugh unhappily. “That’s a stupid thing to say, I guess.”
“No.” His hand brushes my lower back as the wind blows a strand of hair into my face. “He’s doing pretty well. And his heart is healing up, they think.”
“Still.” I exhale slowly. “That’s just… I hate that.”
“Because you have a soft heart.”
“INFJ Advocate here,” I say, in an exaggerated, Valley Girl voice.
Instead of chuckling like I think he will, Barrett leans over and brushes his lips across my forehead, then surprises me by wrapping an arm around me, pulling me back against him so I’m stopped there in the woods. His mouth finds my neck. He kisses up behind my ear, making me shiver as I latch onto his arm, around my waist.
He kisses my throat until my knees are shaking and I feel all warm and needy. Then he comes around in front of me and takes my face in his hands.
“They liked you, like I told you they would.”
His lips meet mine for a soft kiss.
His big hands stroke my hair out of my face. His gaze holds mine. I can feel him wanting to say something…but he doesn’t. Barrett just keeps kissing me until I’m clinging to him, and he picks me up and carries me to my door, to my room, and to the bed. There, he pulls my leggings down, spreads me gently, and feasts like I’m a succulent dessert and he’s starving.
When I come around again and open my eyes, I find Barrett’s are dark with lust, his long cock tenting his jeans.
Holy hell, I want him.
I lower my legs, so they’re hugging his sides, and stroke my hands up his triceps. “Come here,” I murmur. He crawls up my thighs, straddling me… stroking my hips and looking down on me with lust-dazed eyes.
“You’re so beautiful,” he rasps.
“You are…” I sit up a little, going for his fly. Barrett watches, hooking his thumbs at the waist of his pants; then, as I unzip the jeans, he shuts his eyes and drags his hand down, cupping his bulge.
“That’s so hot,” I whisper, working his jeans down his hips, so I can see the outline of him through his navy boxer briefs. I stroke him through the cotton. Barrett groans. I slide my palm up the inside of his thigh, stroking his warm skin, then delving into the leg of the briefs so I can cup his balls.
His hips jerk. “Gwen…”
His big hand covers my head. The sounds he makes as I peel the boxer-briefs down and catch his head in my mouth are raw enough to make me throb.
I lick him a few times, all around the rim of him and underneath his head. I run a hand along his shaft, and his eyes open.
“I need you.”
I rise up and kiss his mouth hard. “Me too,” I murmur.
I spread my legs and Barrett lowers himself over me. “God…the way that looks,” I murmur as he lines up at my center. He runs his fingers up and down my slit, then brings them to his mouth, shutting his eyes as he sucks.
