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Goose bumps popped out on her skin, chased by the perspiration that made them both slick. His mouth seized her tattooed breast, the damp
flicks on her tormented flesh more tinder for the blaze swallowing her whole.
When his mouth slanted over hers, she moaned, grateful for the supportive arms that wrapped around her while he impaled her over and over again. She dragged her nails down his back, drawing blood probably, shredding skin, but all she could do was ride him like he was the salvation she’d been waiting for all her life.
This wasn’t just a quick outdoor screw. He made her feel so much, until she was sure she’d come undone from all the emotions rioting inside her.
Her heart didn’t care how fast they’d crashed into bed. All it knew was that finally she had someone to hold her, someone to whisper, “let go, baby, I’ve got you,” and she knew he did. He wouldn’t let her fall.
Except on that score, it was already too late.
The fireball behind her eyes exploded, and she came in a blinding rush of pleasure. “Dillon.” His name singed her lips an instant before he sealed his mouth to hers and fed her starved lungs with his breath.
She rocked on him with abandon, saturating him in her release, then yanking him with her when he couldn’t hold on any longer. The last thing she heard was Dillon’s shout as they hurtled into bliss.
Chapter Nine
Lying tangled together in the grass with the setting sun cooling their heated skin, Dillon thought he’d found heaven. She fit perfectly in his arms, and her head rested on his chest as if it belonged there. As if she would never leave.
“I’m freaking hungry.”
He smiled and stroked her tousled hair away from her cheek. “I appreciate you bringing me dinner.”
“Well, it was for me too, though I didn’t really dress right for a picnic.” She made a face. “I’m not exactly the outdoorsy type. I don’t even own a pair of jeans.”
His stomach sank to his knees. “So you probably wouldn’t be up for fishing with me, huh?”
“Chances are high I’d squeal and complain the whole time, but I’d give it a try.”
She was making it so easy to fall for her. Either that or he simply didn’t have the power to fight gravity any longer. “For me,” he said, swallowing hard.
“For you,” she agreed. Her stomach burbled and she laughed. “Can we eat now?”
“Soon, I promise.” Instead of sitting up to get the food, he tucked her head against his shoulder. He was so greedy for her. Just a couple minutes more. “I’d like to take you out on my motorcycle sometime. With your arms around my waist and no other sounds but the wind and the bike between our legs. You’d love it.”
“Aren’t bikes dangerous?”
“Only if you don’t know what you’re doing.”
“And you do?”
“You know it, baby.” She rolled her eyes at his smug grin and he couldn’t resist cuddling her just that much closer. “Let me take you out on my bike.”
She blinked, obviously still unsure. Her bluebonnet eyes wove a spell around him, and damn if he ever wanted to see his way clear. “When?”
His pulse bumped. Saturday was the night of the benefit. The days between now and then were growing shorter by the hour. “How’s Friday?”
He’d go all out to plan a romantic evening and he’d finally tell her truth. Whatever it took, he’d make her sure she understood that all he’d wanted was to help her. Some of what he’d done might’ve been misguided, but his heart had always been in the right place.
As for the rest of him…that was up to interpretation. But she couldn’t fault him for wanting her so much he couldn’t think straight, could she?
Yeah. She probably could.
“Friday’s okay. It has to be later in the evening, though.”
“Right, the store’s open late. That’s fine. We’ll take a ride, have dinner. Enjoy the evening.”
“It might even be later than normal.” A slow smile broke across her face. “Divine got a job. It’s a quick turnaround too.”
