Page 221 of Heart’s Cove Hunks


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She bunches her lips to the side. “We can probably sort through everything by then. We’ll just separate them by year and work on reconciling last year’s expenses in detail. I’ll clear my schedule for the weekend.”

I set my beer down and stalk toward her, placing my palms on the counter on either side of her. “You’re too good to be true, you know that?”

“Most of my accounting clients say that, actually.” Her grin is teasing, but there are shadows in her eyes.

“Lily,” I say, my voice not much more than a growl, “I’ve been waiting for you to call for a week.”

She shrugs. “I’ve been busy.”

“I saw you working in the community garden nearly every day,” I say.

Lily crosses her arms and gives me the sassiest look I’ve ever seen. “And what, that doesn’t count as work?”

“That’s not what I mean.”

“No, you get to decide what counts as busy and what doesn’t. I didn’t call you—when, by the way, we decided this was a casual thing between us, so I have no obligation to shuffle my schedule for you—and now you get to decide how I spend my time—”

I silence her with a kiss, and immediately feel her soften. She curls her arms around my neck and pulls me close until I have her pinned against the counter. Nipping her bottom lip, I revel in the soft sighs she lets slip.

“Rudy,” she whispers.

My hands move to her hips, sliding under her shirt to her waist. “Yeah?” My lips find hers again, and I deepen the kiss until we have to come up for air.

“We should be working,” she says, brushing her lips along my jaw.

“Shh,” I mumble before kissing her neck.

She freezes and pulls away. “Did you just shush me?”

I grin against her skin, letting my hands curl around her back. “Quiet, Lily. I’m kissing you.”

“And now he tells me to be quiet!”

Laughing, I tug her close and slide my hands down to her ass. When I squeeze her close, she lets out a whimper, her body soft and malleable in my hands.

“You have some nerve, Rudy,” she says, but her voice is breathy and her hands cling to my shoulders.

The waistband of her pants is elastic, so I easily slide my hands down to her ass and groan at the feel of her bare skin against my palms. I knead her flesh and kiss her lips, loving the way she sighs and moans against my mouth. When I feel her hand tugging at my other arm, I let her guide it up her waist and over her breast.

Pulling away, I meet Lily’s gaze. Her eyes are dark, hooded. She bites her lip and lets her eyelids drift shut as I wrap my hand around her breast. I have one hand on her breast, the other curled around her ass, my hips squarely pressed against hers, and I have no doubt she can feel that I’m hard as rock.

There’s no scared rabbit here today. She arches her back into my touch, and I can hardly keep my hands from trembling as I undo the top few buttons of her blouse. Groaning at the sight of her bra, I pull the cup down and bring my lips to her breast.

When Lily’s fingers tangle into my hair, I scrape my teeth over her nipple, then lave my tongue over the pebbled peak. Her moan travels right through me and my body winds tighter. Sliding my hand around her hip to the front, I slip my fingers underneath her panties and groan.

She’s wet. Really, really fucking wet. Unable to resist, I push two fingers inside her and suck her nipple into my mouth, loving the way she gasps. Her hips roll against my touch as if she can’t help herself from wanting more. I’m losing my mind at the wet, hot feel of her wrapped around my fingers, knowing that it’ll feel like heaven when she’s sheathing my cock.

And my fucking doorbell rings.

Lily freezes. “You want to get that?” Her voice is breathy and so damn sexy it makes all the blood in my body rush between my legs.

“Nope.” I kiss her lips, palming her bare breast and groaning as she rocks her hips against my hand. Her body is perfect. She might lose her breast, but there are so many other parts of it to appreciate. That hollow in her waist. The way her ass swells past her hips. The graceful, long arms that wrap around me. Those lips and eyes.

The glorious, wet, hot space between her legs.

The doorbell rings again.

I groan.

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