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Shaking his head, he captured one of her hands just as she began to push him onto the blanket. She froze.
“It’s my turn, baby,” he said. His voice felt wrecked from the effort of not breaking down in a pile of a shattered man. Olivia didn’t seem to care. Just like she didn’t care that he’d cried. Or spilled his guts. Or acted like an ass to her when she arrived. Only her beauty eclipsed her capacity for forgiveness and understanding. “Lie back, Livy. Let me have you.”
Eyes wide, she obeyed without a second’s hesitation. She shifted off his lap and then maneuvered onto her back on the small blanket. “Christ, you’re beautiful like this,” he murmured. “Under the stars with the moonlight shining down.”
“Who knew you were so poetic?” she asked with a sly smile.
“I’m not.” Not even close. He’d never felt or acted like this around anyone. Even his sister, who knew him better than anyone, or the man he’d called his best friend, who’d been privy to his inner thoughts and fucked-up feelings, never saw him exposed.
The grin slid off Olivia’s face, morphing into a serious expression. She understood what he meant. How big this was. What her acceptance meant to him. How important this moment was. Thank fuck because he couldn’t have put it into words to save his life. That wasn’t where his talents lay.
But he could strip her down and use his mouth, hands, and cock to show her just how much she meant to him.
She gazed left then right, which made him smile. “Ever been fucked outside like this? Exposed for anyone to see?” Not that they’d encountered a soul since they’d arrived.
Biting her lower lip, she shook her head.
“You like it? The idea that someone might walk by and discover how good I’m making you feel? Might hear you begging me for more? Might see that beautiful face twist with pleasure when I make you come? Over and over?”
Her chest rose and fell fast, showing him his words’ effect. When she didn’t answer, he raised an eyebrow.
“Yes,” she whispered with a quick nod. “I like it. I feel… wanted. Like we can’t even wait to be somewhere more appropriate.”
His nostrils flared, and his cock jumped. “You’re fucking wanted, Liv.” He pressed the heel of his hand to his dick. The damn thing was going to need to chill the fuck out because he had plans for Olivia before he got to sink inside her. “And I haven’t had an appropriate thought about you since you waltzed into my clubhouse.”
Her eyes flared, and she licked her lips.
He groaned. “You’re fucking killing me already. Reminding me what that tongue can do.”
With a grin, she said, “I love that I can do this to you.”
He shifted, straddling her legs. Her eyes stayed with him, taking in his every move. Slower than he’d have thought possible, considering how his dick ached and how he wanted to fuck her more than he’d ever wanted anyone, he raised her shirt, exposed her stomach, and then unsnapped her jeans. Next came the zipper—one tooth at a time.
Her stomach quivered beneath his fingertips as he hooked them into the waist of the denim. Olivia bent her knees and lifted that stellar ass off the blanket. No further instructions were necessary.
He shimmied the jeans and her panties down her hips, past her knees, and straight off her pretty feet. It probably would’ve been wiser to keep them around her ankles, but they’d done the quick and dirty fuck. This go-around, he wanted to be able to spread her legs as wide as possible and take his sweet time with that pussy.
With her pants heaped in the sand, Olivia sucked in a breath. Her eyes flicked left and right before landing on him.
“We’re alone. Do you trust me?”
She shouldn’t. He was a fucking mess. But one thing she could be sure of, he’d keep her safe and protected. They might be out in the open, but he’d rip the eyes out of any man who dared to set them on her.
“I do,” she whispered.
“Lift your shirt,” he ordered, ignoring how her trust warmed something long dead inside. “Wanna see those tits.”
She did him one better, curling up to a sit, then whipping the T-shirt off her body. That left her in a lacy light-colored bra that did fuck-all to conceal her pebbled nipples. Her gaze fixed on his, she reached behind her back to unclasp it. Once it was off, she smirked and tossed it in his face as she lay back down.
He caught her bra with a swipe of his hand. “Fuck,” he said as he brought the fabric to his nose, inhaling. Her perfumed scent made his eyes roll back in his head. “Wish I thought to do this with your panties.”
