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“I want to keep the beer garden and possibly expand it,” he explains as we weave our way through the tables that dot the large veranda. “But my favorite part is that the property includes a decently sized plot of land.”

He opens the gate that closes the low fence surrounding the beer garden, and we step into what I can only describe as a meadow. Different types of grass cover the soft ground, and pretty wildflowers in a palette of different colors are scattered everywhere.

“I plan to use some of this space to grow my own vegetables, but I’m going to keep one section as it is,” he says, letting go of my hand and kneeling down to pick up a small purple flower. “These are dwarf violets that grow only on Coral Cove, and they are edible,” he explains, offering me one to try. “I’m going to use these and all the other edible flowers here in my dishes.”

His eyes stay on mine as I chew the delicate flower, and I feel my body react to his gaze. My heart is beating so fast that I’m sure Drew can hear it.

“It’s beautiful here,” I finally manage to mutter.

He steps up close to me, getting in my space, and brushes a loose curl of hair that’s come out from my braid away from my face. “I’ve worked so hard to keep my distance from you because of who you are, but I realized something when you joined our team and I found out what kind of person you really are. I don’t want to stay away from you anymore, so I’m not even going to try to.”

I knew he’s been avoiding me! And I’m so freaking happy to hear him say he’s not going to do that to either of us anymore.

He cups my cheek as his eyes drop to my mouth. His teeth sink into his lush bottom lip, and I almost moan out loud at the sight. I would give anything for my tongue to be where his teeth are right now.

“I can’t stop thinking about you. You’re in my head all damn day long, and I’m constantly looking out into the dining room, just hoping to get a glimpse of you. Hell, you’ve even invaded my damn dreams now, and I wake up every morning with you on my mind and my cock achingly hard.”

I can’t take it anymore, not with him talking about his cock. I’ve waited long enough, and if he’s not going to make the first move, then I will.

I take the last step toward him, making the distance between us nonexistent. He bends his head down as I stretch up onto my tiptoes.

I close my eyes as our lips press together in a soft kiss. His hand slips down from my cheek and around to the back of my neck. He digs his fingers into my hair as he takes control of the kiss, and his tongue slides in past my slightly parted lips.

I press my hands to his chest and slide them up until I can circle his broad shoulders. Drew kisses me like he’s trying to memorize the taste of me because he thinks he might be tested on it later and failure is not an option.

We’re both panting when he breaks the kiss and drops his hands down to my ass. His fingers dig into my cheeks as he groans loudly.

“Fuck. We can’t be doing this out here in the open. It’s stupid and reckless.”

I agree with him, but only for his sake. I’m well past the point of caring who sees me with him or Matt and Brady. I’m past the point of caring about anything other than getting my mouth back on his again.

“I told myself I’d take my time with you if I ever got my hands on you, but I’ve got to find out what you taste like,” he whispers, his eyes a smoldering silver that makes me burn for him more and more by the second.

Trailing my lips up the column of his throat, I murmur, “You just kissed me, you already know what I taste like.”

He laughs darkly, making his chest rumble. My nipples tighten as my core clenches with need, and my arousal dampens my panties.

“Sweet Greer. You’ve got another set of lips that I’m dying to get my mouth on, to slide my tongue in between and see just how sweet you really are on the inside.” He squeezes my ass cheeks almost painfully. “Hop up and wrap your legs around my waist, sweetheart.”

I don’t make him say it twice. I want him so much that my knees are about to stop supporting me.

He lifts me up by my ass, and I jump, wrapping my legs around his hips. I wrap my arms around his shoulders and cling to him as he walks us back through the beer garden.

I spent my whole life with my mother and sister on my case about my weight, and here this beautiful man is carrying me around as if I weigh nothing. It’s the sexiest thing ever.

He carries me into the restaurant while I kiss along his neck and nibble my way up to his ear. I can’t stop kissing him because as much as he said he wants to taste me, it’s like I’m already addicted to the way his skin tastes and feels against my tongue.

“You’re killing me, Greer,” he growls.

Good, because we’re in this together, and I’m a needy, hungry mess who wants to taste every part of his body that he’ll let me put my mouth on.

All the girls at school talked a whole lot about giving blow jobs, and it always sounded like a dreaded chore they all hated doing but did anyways for some idiotic reason. They all agreed that unless you knew how to give head, a guy would lose interest in you very quickly.

I honestly never understood the appeal until I got a small taste for myself the other night, and now I cannot wait to properly try it out.

Drew

Idon’t think my dick’s ever been this hard for anyone before, and having her sweet tits pressed up tight against my chest is making it hard for me to walk in a straight line. It’s worse than being drunk. I’m drunk on her soft body and her sweet mouth.

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