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“So, no pressure.”
She laughed. “No pressure, because you’ve already blown any other lover out of the water just standing there naked.”
Christ, she was serious. The easy tilt of her lips, how her smile crinkled her eyes. She meant every word and he hadn’t done more than kiss her.
Callie reached down — ran her closed hand up and down his length. “Now, are you going to keep overthinking this, or are you going to finally make love to me?”
“Like there’s any other answer than hell, yeah. Just, are you sure you’re okay? Not seeing double? Feel like you’re gonna puke from that lump on your head?”
“I’m going to die from sheer sexual frustration if you keep stalling. Does that count?”
“Humor me.” He held up two fingers, again. “How many?”
She grinned then squeezed his dick, this time. “I’d say several inches.”
He was definitely a goner.
He smiled, grabbed her hand, easing it free before pressing against her. “Dangerous, sweetheart. Especially, when I don’t plan on taking any prisoners.”
“Good, because I’m not going to surrender easily, either.”
Well, damn…
That’s all he needed. A scoop and a lift, and he had her in his arms — was twisting them around. A couple steps, and they were back at that crappy crate. The only thing in the shack that saved them from the even worse floor. But… he wasn’t about to stop because they didn’t have candles and some silk sheets.
A pillow would have been nice, but he’d improvise. Use his pack if necessary. Maybe some of the clothes. Even still wet, they’d beat the grimy floor.
Callie didn’t seem to have any concerns about the crate, the floor — hell the shack. Didn’t even register when her back hit the wall, her ass riding the wooden box. She just dragged him down to her, claiming his mouth until he really was seeing dots. Not that he cared. He’d willingly pass out before he asked her to ease up — let him breathe.
Having her kiss her way down his neck, biting at the corded muscles, allowed him to gasp in some air. Shake off the dizzy feeling. He wasn’t sure if it was from the lack of oxygen or her drugging kisses, but he took a few deep breaths. Was already planning his next move when she made her way back to his mouth. Kissed him, again.
Paradise. That’s what this was. Not being on an island in the rainforest, even if the weather had been perfect. No armed assholes gunning for them. It was Callie.Shewas his paradise.
Callie paused when he tsked at her as she tried to go to her knees, raising a brow in question. But he had other plans, starting with her ass still planted on that crate, her thighs draped over his shoulders.
She didn’t resist when he slid her back into place. Her gaze locked on his as he kneeled on the floor, running his fingers along the underside of her legs. Teasing the soft spot behind her knees.
That had her giggling, and damn, it spiked his need. Had him vowing he’d do everything in his power to hear that sound, again. Keep that smile curving her fucking gorgeous lips.
He dropped a kiss on the inside of one thigh, then bent her leg over his shoulder, repeating everything on the other side until she was braced against the wall, thighs wide, completely open for him.
She inhaled, as if she hadn’t thought he’d have her in this position. That he’d go straight to pinning her to the wall or maybe chancing the floor.
Booker shushed her, running his fingertips along her skin, loving how her muscles twitched in response. “God, you’re beautiful.”
She sucked on her lower lip, closing her eyes for a moment when he trailed his finger along her wet flesh, swirling it around the tiny nub. “Desperate. That’s what I am.”
Her head fell back against the wall when he dipped forward — licked her. “Damn, Booker.”
He made another pass, humming against her skin. “I love how you say my name. Maybe when we’re out of this mess, I can make you scream it.”
“You don’t have to… yes…”
That word. It spurred him on. Had him licking and nipping, teasing her with barely there touches. Taking her within a breath of her release only to ease back — allow her to come down. She’d started chanting a version of his name a while ago. What he assumed was her way of telling him she needed more. That he was running out of time.
He’d kept going, wanting her to be so blinded with need, she threatened to kick his ass. That “better than mind-blowing” pinnacle he’d promised to take her to.
He wasn’t sure how long he’d had her beneath him, perched on the edge, before she yanked on his hair — met his gaze.
