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His next kiss was hotter, wetter, each swipe of her tongue in his mouth going straight to his dick. He craved her, wanting to feel her taking his cock again, and she seemed to get it because she wrapped her legs around him. A few adjustments to their attire and he was surging inside her again, hot and hard.
The water splashed around them as Beth bounced on his cock, sliding up and down with ease, Wyatt’s hands gripping her ass tightly. It didn’t take long before he moaned against her mouth and came inside her. His orgasm triggered hers, and it only took a few swipes of his fingers against her clit to send her soaring in the summer sun.
They clung to each other in the water like two buoys in a raging storm, reluctant to let the other go. It was only a loud bark in their ear that separated them, and it appeared Freya had been feeling neglected for far too long. They both laughed as they patted her, and then watched as she doggy paddled over to the lower deck of the boat and climbed back aboard the boat. Once she was clear of the water, she shook her body, droplets flying everywhere as her fur flew around.
Beth and Wyatt remained in the water for another ten minutes or so while Freya stretched out on the boat, snoozing in the sun. Eventually, they got back on board and toweled themselves dry before enjoying some lunch and continuing on with their cruise around the lake.
By the time they got back to the cabin, her hand tucked safely in his, Wyatt’s heart was lighter than it’d been in a very long time.
ChapterTwenty
It was mid-June when Wyatt pushed open the door after their evening walk and Freya bounded into the house, making a beeline for her water bowl. He waited until Beth had stepped in ahead of him before bringing up the rear and closing the screen door behind him. He was just about to shut the front door when the hair on his nape stood up. He scanned the large living room, his gaze looking everywhere. Something was wrong.
Someone had been inside the house.
He couldn’t see any obvious signs of disturbance, but trusting his gut had always served him well and he wasn’t going to stop now.
“Wyatt?” He looked at the woman by his side. Her brows were furrowed as she placed a hand on his arm. “Is everything okay? You look worried.”
“Everything is fine, honey.” He pressed his lips to hers softly. “Just got lost in thought.”
She gave him a warm smile, her green eyes sparkling. “Do you want a coffee or a beer?”
He would have preferred the beer, but something told him to stay on the alert. “Coffee works for me.” He shooed her away with another kiss, then took a stroll around the place, his whole body vibrating.
Wyatt couldn’t see any obvious signs that someone else had been inside the cabin, but he could feel it. Nothing appeared to be disturbed or out of place…until he glanced over at the large coffee table between the couch and the television.
The remotes had been moved. He always left them so they were touching, but there was a small space between them. And then a closer look at the couch told him one of the cushions had been moved.
Someone had sat on his couch, possibly watching his television. Inside his home. The place he’d built himself, his fortress.
His sanctuary. The place he rarely let people inside of for good reason.
“Here you go, handsome.” Beth appeared with a mug in one hand and a glass of wine in the other. He accepted the mug with a kiss, then placed his free arm around her waist and pulled her close. He nuzzled her neck, breathing in deeply. She was wearing a light perfume that smelled of vanilla and rose, and he loved it.
They decided to sit on the front porch, so Wyatt turned on the lights and they got comfortable on the swing. Freya insisted on joining them, which made for a cozy sight. He relished having Beth snuggled up against him and he held her close while petting his pup.
They watched the multitude of fireflies dance around in the dark, their abdomens lighting up the night sky, in comfortable silence as they finished their drinks. Freya barked a couple of times into the night, which made him wary, but Beth just laughed and snuggled with his dog, who lapped up all the attention.
“Wyatt?”
“Yeah, honey?”
“What’s wrong?”
Beth was an intuitive woman, and while he appreciated that about her most times, now was not one of them. “Nothing’s wrong, Beth. Promise.”
“You seem distracted. You keep looking around everywhere. What are you hoping to see?”
There were two directions he could take this conversation. One would scare her and the other would make her smile, so there was no competition. “What am I hoping to see? Your naked body.”
A blush rose in her cheeks that he could spot, even in the dim of the porch lights. “I think I could be persuaded to show you that.”
Fuck, she was adorable. He loved that she was growing bolder sexually. Willing to express what she wanted, letting him bring her to orgasm. Watching her fall over the edge, her body tight and her eyes full of pleasure. Pleasure he gave her.
He stood and held out his hand to her. Beth accepted it immediately and allowed him to pull her up off the swing, Freya crawling off with them.
Once they were back inside and had placed their empty drink glasses in the dishwasher, he patted Beth on the ass. “Why don’t you go upstairs and get naked for me? I’ll be right there.” She dropped a kiss on his mouth, called for Freya to go with her, and bounded up the stairs.
