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I am enamored of this man, and it doesn’t scare me like it should.
He holds me to him as he thrusts up into me. When he looks in my eyes, he knows I’m close. He cups my jaw and his fingers brush beneath my hair to hook around the back of my head. My whole body vibrates as his cock hits that spot deep inside over and over. Beau keeps me pinned to his mouth, and when I come, I gasp and steal the air from his lungs. He devours my moans as waves of ecstasy wash over me. My body clenches around him over and over, and soon, I feel him swell up.
Just as I think he might finish, he rolls me over again. I’m dizzy from the orgasm and from spinning. My head is on the pillow as Beau hurries down my body. Before I can speak, he has my thighs wide apart and kisses me there. He growls as he tastes me, and he throws my legs up over his shoulders. I run my fingers through his hair as he consumes me. It’s all too much. It should be illegal to feel this fucking good.
His tongue twirls on my clit, and a finger plunges inside. I cry out and tremble and all I want in the world is for Beau to make me come again. No other thoughts. There is nothing but him and me in this bed. Another wave of rain pounds the window, and as it gets louder and louder, I get closer and closer. He is so delicate about his work that it makes me burn for it. This is nothing like what I’d expected for our second time, and I’m not sure what to think.
I’d thought he’d be a hard and fast go-getter like he was in the office. But this isn’t that. This is gentle and sweet and so tender that I am going out of my mind. But I’m too breathless to speak right, so I whisper, “Beau, please!”
I don’t think he can hear me with my thighs blocking his ears, so I spread them further, and he dives in, licking and fingering with more access and more passion. I break on his tongue and grip his hair as I howl, my head digging into the pillow. He keeps at me and drives me over the edge again. I can’t take much more of this, and the moment I get another breath into me, I manage to gasp, “Beau—"
He leaps up my body, plunging into me. I’m still coming, only now, I’m coming around his cock, and it’s too much all over again. Beau groans in my mouth as he works me over harder this time. He scoops his hands beneath me to keep me closer. I loop my arms around his neck to do the same. Our kisses are hits and misses, but we don’t slow down. Each stroke builds that pressure inside, until finally, he swells bigger and I feel his pulse there. I kiss him deeply and when I come again and sob, he roars into my mouth as he comes, too.
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25
ELSIE
In the morning, Beau kisses the back of my neck, and it still gives me shivers. He spooned me all night—something I’ve always fantasized about and never had. Came close once. Jimmy Wayne and I went camping. But he was a hot sleeper and the spooning soon became overheating, so that was out.
Beau’s muscular arm sits over my waist, and I run my finger in a figure eight over the skin. He murmurs, “Good morning.”
“Yes, it is.”
His morning wood presses against my low back. “Indeed.” He stretches and yawns. “You have a superb view of the marina from your bed. No wonder you don’t want to leave Somerset Harbor. It’s not me. It’s the view.”
I laugh. “It’s the job.”
“Yes, well, since I am the job, I’m going to pretend you’re here for me.”
I giggle again, and in the gray light of morning, a sinking feeling wipes my smile away. “Beau?”
“Elsie?”
“Was this a mistake?”
He swallows. “How so?”
I roll over to face him. “It’s just…all the things I said before are true. If this got out—"
“It won’t.”
“Because B&B owners are notorious for keeping their mouths shut?”
He kisses my forehead. “They are Lily’s parents. I doubt they’d gossip about her friends to anyone.”
I sigh. “Even so, maybe this should just be a onetime thing?”
“I propose a different course of action.”
“What?”
“I roll you onto your back and make you glad you’re a woman.”
I laugh, and he kisses me again, before grinning like the cheeky bastard he is. Rolling my eyes, I assert, “There are more important things to think about than sex.”
“Really? Like what?” His fingertips trail around my nipples and down my stomach before planting between my thighs. “Go on, Elsie. Tell me what is more important than what I am doing to you right now.”
