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He kicked off his shoes and clothes as she held him tight. “You’re killing me, baby.”
“Mmm, but what a way to go, huh?” She lowered her head and nipped at one of his nipples. The strange swirling tattoo that covered his left pec danced under her touch. He needed more tattoos. He had a body that should be covered in art. And then she could trace every single line with her tongue. Mmm, yeah, more tattoos were a good idea.
Strong arms turned her and pulled her back against his body. She felt his hard length against her lower back and rubbed against him. “I want to touch you,” she said.
His hands came up to cup her breasts. Clever thumbs strummed her nipples. She let her head fall back to his shoulder and moaned.
“You touch me any more, baby, and this is gonna be over fast.”
That was okay with her. The thought of him losing control and being able to watch him explode was enough to make her shiver.
He chuckled and nipped her earlobe. “Put it on the list,” he said, as though he’d read her mind. “We’ll work our way through it once we’re somewhere safe. Somewhere with a nice big bed.”
“Promise?” She held his arms as he walked her forward, his hands teasing her breasts.
“Promise.”
She turned her head and nuzzled at his throat. He smelled musky. It was tantalising.
“This is gonna be fast, but I promise you’ll enjoy it and I’ll make it up to you later.”
“I like fast.” She just liked touching him. It was electric.
He chuckled and turned her head to kiss her hard. She was breathless when he released her. Desire-darkened eyes bored into her, and she saw her own need mirrored in them.
“Bend over and hold on to the tree, baby. The ground is covered in ants and there’s no way I’m laying you down on it.” He gently put pressure between her shoulder blades, to bend her over a fallen tree. “Once we’re out of here, I’m going to get you flat on a bed with black silk sheets and I’m going to take my time with every single inch of this glorious skin of yours.”
She flattened her back and arched her backside out towards him. He ran his hand down her spine and over the curve of her behind.
“That’s exactly how I want you.” His hands smoothed over her skin. It felt like tiny bubbles shimmering over her. “You’re so soft. How is that even possible?”
He massaged her hips and cheeks. All Belinda could do was close her eyes and sink into the sensation.
“Spread your legs, baby.” His tone had turned guttural.
She did as he asked, and his fingers moved over her sensitive entrance, making her writhe and moan.
“So wet, just for me.”
He seemed to be talking to himself, which was perfect, because Belinda was unable to concentrate on anything other than the wonderful sensation of his touch trailing through her sensitive folds. She arched her hips and pressed back into him, wanting more.
Her actions earned a deep, dark chuckle. “Don’t worry, baby. I’ll make you feel good.” His fingers sank deep inside her.
A desperate wail of a moan escaped her, and her head hung down. “Please, John, I need—”
She felt a fingertip circle her clit, and the ability to talk was torn from her. She gasped and arched and writhed against him. She was so empty, clenching on nothing when she needed him to fill her.
“John.” It was a wail.
“Okay, baby, okay.” He withdrew his tormenting touch to soothe her by stroking her back.
Belinda didn’t know whether she was grateful for the respite or desperate for him to continue.
“Damn,” he spat out as he clenched her hips. “We used all the condoms to store water.”
It took a minute for his words to register. Oh no, no, no, no. There was no way he was stopping. Not now. Not when she was desperate enough to lose her mind. “They’re still good. Just a bit…baggy. You can make it work.”
There was a second’s silence. “Hollywood, I’m not putting one of those on my dick. Even if I got one on, they’re stretched to hell and it could come off inside you. We have to wait.”
