Page 69 of Field Rules


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He chuckled. “Lots of hard work. Digging, swinging a pick, hauling buckets of dirt. I’m glad you approve.”

“I do. Very much so.” She spread out the shirt behind her, then turned to him with a sultry smile. “There. All set.”

With gentle hands, he pushed her back until she was lying flat. Even with his shirt to serve as a blanket, the ground felt cool beneath her. Leaning over her, he lowered the straps of her sundress and pulled it down around her waist. She shimmied her hips, allowing him to remove it completely. He unclasped her bra and tossed it aside, leaving her in nothing but a tiny pair of panties. As he gazed down at her in awe, she flushed with pleasure.

When was the last time anyone had looked at her with such undisguised rapture?

“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured. “Even more beautiful than I remembered.”

He cupped her breasts, rubbing his thumb over one nipple and then the next until they hardened into tight buds. Though she desperately wanted his mouth on them, she wouldn’t beg for it. But when she gave an involuntary whimper—the tiniest hint of submission—he lowered his head and ran his tongue along one of the buds before sucking on it. She groaned and threaded her fingers through his thick hair, wanting him to do more than just tease her. She wanted him to plunder her.

As he sucked on each nipple, she writhed underneath him, the delicious sensations coursing through her. But as sweet and tender as his seduction was, she wanted it a little rougher.

She pulled him up to face her, clasping him tightly until his bare chest was pressed against hers. When she captured his mouth with a demanding kiss, he responded with equal passion. He tasted of brandy, sweet, warm, and delicious. He ground into her, pressing his hard length between her thighs. She ran her fingers along his bare back, kneading strong muscles. Breaking away from his kiss, she nibbled his shoulders and ran her tongue along his neck until he brought his mouth to hers again.

She could do this for hours. Days.

Eager to feel him, she reached between his shorts, but he pulled away and flopped onto his back. “You’re killing me, Olivia.”

She rolled onto her side and ran her fingers along the thatch of soft brown hair covering his chest. “Killing you in a good way, right?”

He turned to face her. “In the best way. I’m so glad you didn’t accept my stupid offer. ‘Just friends.’ What the hell was I thinking?”

She giggled. “It was a noble offer, but it wouldn’t have worked.”

“Agreed. Even so, I want you to know I respect you completely. I’m amazed at how far you’ve come in the field.”

His words filled her with an unexpected pang of longing.

Don’t you dare make me catch feelings. This is just a fling.

She adopted a teasing tone, hoping to defuse the powerful well of emotion building up inside of her. “You don’t have to flatter me. I’m practically naked, lying with you in Aphrodite’s sanctuary. I’m a sure thing.”

He ran his hand along her shoulder. “I’m not flattering you. It’s the truth. You belong out here.”

“Thanks.” Before he could say any more, she scooted closer and placed soft kisses on his chest, inhaling the scent of his spicy aftershave. When she slid her hand under his shorts to stroke him, he pulled it away again.

“None of that, missy. I might explode if we go any further.” He gave a rueful sigh. “In my rush to find you, I didn’t think to stick a condom in my wallet.”

“We can put it on the list for next time—a flashlight, a blanket, some condoms.”

Because there would definitely be a next time. Even if they only had three weeks, she wanted to take advantage of every second.

She undid the button on Rick’s shorts. “Why don’t I take care of this for you? To ease the pressure.” A naughty thrill surged through her. “I seem to remember you enjoying it quite a bit.”

When he didn’t protest, she tugged on his shorts. He pulled them off, and his boxers followed. Naked in the moonlight, he looked like a Greek god come to life. Except bigger than she remembered.

“Oh my,” she whispered.

He gave her a grin that was entirely too smug. “You up for the challenge?”

Hell, yes. She’d have him reduced to putty in no time.

Wanting to have complete control, she pushed him onto his back. After brushing her hair against his chest, she leaned in closer and ran her tongue along his rigid length. She took her sweet time, teasing, licking, tasting, making him want her even more.

When she took him fully into her mouth, he groaned and tangled his fingers in her hair. The feel of his hands tugging on it brought forth a rush of heat that shot straight to her core. She ran her hands along the curve of his butt, cupping it and bringing him deeper. She’d forgotten how much she enjoyed giving pleasure this way.

He groaned. “Olivia, I’m going to come.”

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