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He rolls me onto my back, cupping my breasts and kissing the tops of them. “It had an unexpected flavor.”
“Unexpectedly horrific.”
His mouth moves lower, raising chills in my skin with every touch. My eyes roll shut, and my back rises as he pulls a tight nipple between his lips, heating the space between my thighs.
His torso is between my legs, and he’s propped on his elbows directly over my breasts. “You have perfect breasts.”
I thread my fingers in his hair. “I hope I made it up to you.”
“We’re lucky we made it home.”
“You’re such a prude. We could’ve stayed at the lake.”
“Those old guys don’t allow much coloring outside the lines.” His eyes flicker up to mine, dark and sexy. “You’re very loud when you come.”
“Screw those old guys.”
He’s moving lower, kissing my stomach. “I haven’t been able to say that in a long time. Too many people counting on me.”
“Sawyer…” My breath catches as his beard scuffs the skin below my navel. “Tell me what you decided.”
He rises up on his knees and quickly removes my thong. “What I’ve decided?”
“You said you’d made a decision. What is it?”
He hesitates a moment, running his eyes over my naked body. It’s electric. My breath stills. Waiting…
“I want you to go to the Peach Ball with me this year.”
My stomach jumps, and I rise up on my elbows. For a second, I don’t know what to say. “Everybody will know we’re together.”
He nods. “It’s about time.”
Joy bubbles up in my chest. I try to get up, but he lowers his torso onto mine, pinning me down. “Where are you going?”
“I want to hug you and kiss you…” I’m trying to wiggle free, but he holds me tighter.
“Later. First I want to hear that sound you make when you come on my face.”
“Oh my God…” I fall back on the bed, putting my hands on my forehead. “Sawyer…”
He kisses his way down my stomach, wrapping his arms around my thighs and spreading them apart. My eyes close and my back arches with the first pass of his tongue over my clit.
“Sawyer…” My fingers are in his hair, pulling as his mouth moves faster. My knees rise. Sparks of pleasure tingle up my inner thighs with the scuff of his beard.
I surrender to his kisses, to the warmth of his mouth covering me, the slide of his hands over my stomach, and the velvet of his tongue stroking me again and again, driving me closer and closer to orgasm. He sucks and pulls, focusing on the spot that makes me blind with pleasure.
“Yes…” I’m starting to shake, the orgasm is racing to my core, arching my feet. “Oh, God yes…”
My toes point, and he rises quickly, seating himself between my thighs and thrusting deep, stretching me, filling me as pleasure spasms through my body. I moan loudly, and he covers my mouth with his, sweeping his tongue to mine as we move in time, waves on the ocean.
We shoot through the stars. I am the moon. I’m better than the moon. I’m the sun, crackling with heat and blazing fire as he rocks with me, thrusting faster, massaging me deeper, harder, faster, until he’s groaning in my ear.
He breaks, and my arms are around him, feeling his body move, feeling his orgasm. I hold him, our bodies flush. Stretching higher, I kiss the side of his face. A bead of sweat rolls down his cheek, and salt is on my tongue. I kiss him again, lips parting, tongues caressing.
These feelings are overwhelming. We’re breathing hard. His arms are strong around me, and I nestle my head against his chest. His heart beats hard, thudding against my cheek. It’s so good. It’s everything I want. This man is my home.
“Somebody’s happy today!” Mrs. Irene grins, facing the sunlight as I enter her room.
