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Mark just laughed, though, shaking his head and letting it slide off him.
“Nah,” he said. “No need anyway. I already got the best catch when Carmela agreed to marry me.”
Slowly, I turned and stared at him from my seated position on the beach. My jaw fell open but then snapped shut as I realized Trevor and Jade were looking over at me. Trevor’s face was hard to read, but it almost seemed like anger was behind his eyes. Jade, on the other hand, was nearly vibrating with excitement.
“You’re engaged?” she thundered. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
“I…” I began, then rallied. “I didn’t want to upstage your wedding.”
It seemed to work as she shook her head and smiled.
“I am so happy for you two!”
“So are we,” Mark said. “Now if you will excuse us, we need to go dry off.”
Reaching down and scooping me up, Mark threw me over his shoulder and laughed as he started back to the cabin. I couldn’t help but giggle as I watched Trevor’s and Jade’s faces as they disappeared in the distance.
16
MARK
“I can’t believe you just did that!” she said, laughing uproariously as I carried her into the cabin.
She’d kicked off her sandals the second she got inside, a little tick I had noticed about her. She loved being barefoot. I found it adorable.
“I can’t either,” I said. “I just felt like we needed to up the ante a little bit. Especially considering how much of an ass I made of myself.”
“You didn’t,” she said, shaking her head and laughing. “It was adorable, actually. You tried something you hadn’t done before, and we had fun. Right? I had fun.”
I nodded, feeling a little more relieved that she didn’t think I was a complete idiot. The truth was I had felt like a moron when the boat flipped over, and her competitive nature must have rubbed off on me. Victor and Graham were always the competitive ones growing up, doing all the workouts, and playing all the sports. But I felt so energized, and the adrenaline was pumping through me so hard I felt like I could go out and challenge Trevor to a one-on-one right now.
And win.
“I had fun,” I said. “I had a fucking blast.”
“Me too,” she said, her laughter slowing.
We were looking into each other’s eyes, our shifting, excitable bodies suddenly coming to a standstill. It was like I was rooted to the ground, staring into her soul. Something was happening. Something exciting. Illicit.
“I appreciate how much you are doing to make this work for me,” she said.
She stood on her tip toes and pressed a kiss to my lips. It was soft and longing, the kiss of a woman who wanted more but was holding back. But she was kissing a man with so much adrenaline, and so little desire to hold back at this moment, that it wasn’t enough.
I kissed back.
My tongue slipped into her mouth and tasted her. It wrestled with hers as our bodies pulled into each other, crushing into one another, so I could feel her pressed against me. Our still wet clothes clung to us and were paper thin as her breasts pushed against my lower chest and my cock strained to reach her through my shorts.
I picked her up again and carried her to the wall, pressing her against it as my lips moved from hers to her neck. She pulled at her shirt, and I had to break apart from her for a moment to let her get it up and over her head before kneeling as I kissed down her chest to the swell of her breasts inside her bra. Reaching behind her, I unhooked it, and she pulled her shoulders together to let it fall off, revealing them to me.
They were glorious. Deceptively large and round with perky pink nipples that looked like they were dying to be sucked. I took one into my mouth eagerly, and she moaned as I pulled down on her wet pants, forcing them over her hips so her lower half was exposed to the knee. She kicked them away and put her hands in my hair as I moved ever downward, following the happy little trail below her belly button to the mound at her core.
I wasted no time in slipping my tongue between her lower lips, and she braced herself by slamming one hand into the wall and raising her injured leg up to drape over my shoulder. A devious laugh escaped my body as she arched her back, pushing her wet pussy into me and letting her head fall back, the top of it against the wall and the rest of her body bowed out toward me.
Sliding one finger into her, I felt my body harden even more at how wet and warm she was as my tongue brushed over her clit. She was moaning in heavy, breathy sounds, and I reached my free hand up to palm one of her breasts. The sounds were rising in pitch and frequency as I increased my speed, my finger sliding in and out of her, the pad brushing against the upper wall wet with her juices.
