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Julia
Dark swirlsof blue admired me as Chris touched a hand to my shoulder, carefully urging me back. “Lie down,” he murmured in a husky voice, helping lower me to the blanket, a pillow supporting my shoulders and head.
I drew in a shaky breath, nervous excitement trickling through me. Heat prickled my skin, heart kicking up into overdrive. I couldn’t believe I was doing this. That I was on a rocky bluff, the brilliant moon above me, nothing but miles of ocean in front of me.
And this ridiculously sexy man climbing on top of me.
“Are you okay?” he asked, a brow arched.
“Yes.”
He cupped my cheek, kissing me sweetly. Then he met my gaze. “If you want to stop at any point, say jellyfish.”
I blew out an anxious laugh and nodded. “Okay.”
“Okay.”
Leaving me with one last kiss, he slowly snaked down my body, his mouth hot against me, even through the barrier of my dress. I writhed beneath him, his hands exploring and caressing until he settled between my legs, sending a salacious smile my way.
As he slid his tongue along his lips, he rested a thumb against my panties. I whimpered, bucking my hips as I fought for release, my body wound so tightly I feared I was about to shatter into a million pieces.
“So fucking responsive.”
The sensuality in his tone drove me wild. Every inch of me ached with need. I wasn’t sure how much more I could stand before I all but grabbed his head and pushed his face between my legs.
He bunched my skirt up to my waist and urged my thighs open. Hunger flamed in his eyes as he lowered his mouth to me, his breath warm. I moaned, fire scalding my veins. It felt so incredible, so amazing, so electrifying. But it still wasn’t enough, my panties an unwanted barrier to what I needed. What I craved.
“More?” he asked.
I nodded, breasts heaving. “More.”
“Good.”
When he lifted the edge of my panties, I held my breath, each long second excruciating as I waited to finally feel him, flesh to flesh. At that first contact, something between a cry and another moan tumbled from my throat. Satisfaction laced with desperation.
“More?” he asked again, his voice rough, callous, harsh.
“Yes,” I whispered, hands fisting as my lungs struggled to capture a breath.
“Good.”
Thumb pressed against my clit, he gently eased a finger inside me, a euphoric sensation of completeness washing over me.
I moved against him as he massaged and explored, the newness of it tantalizing every single one of my senses. His scent invaded me. His taste lingered on my tongue. The shakiness of his breathing told me he was just as affected as me. The heat in his pupils as he stared at me drove me wild with need. And his touch… My god, his touch was almost more than I could bear, shredding me to pieces before building me back up again.
“More?” he asked again, frantic, yet determined.
“Yes.” I threw my arm over my head, lust careening through me. “God yes.”
“Good.”
When he removed his hand, I instantly felt bereft, needing his touch like an addict craving her next fix. Then he leaned back, hooking his fingers into my panties. I lifted my hips as he slid them down my legs, tossing them onto the blanket.
Returning to me, he placed his hands on my thighs and slowly spread them, exposing me to him.
“You’re so damn wet,” he murmured as he ran a finger through my slickness.
I moaned, core throbbing. I’d never done anything like this. Sure, I’d been intimate with men. But it had never been like this. Never had a man hum in appreciation. Never had a man put my needs first. Hell, never in a million years would I have been so bold as to allow a man to do something like this in public. At any moment, someone could interrupt us, although I had a feeling the chances of that happening were slim to none. Still, it was a possibility. Yet I didn’t care.
