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“You liked it.” A little smirk takes over his face as his blue eyes sparkle with mirth.
I snap my mouth shut as he carries me through the rain to his front door.
You’re right, I did.
I barely catch a glimpse of the house as Drew hauls me through it, but what I see is stunning. High ceilings, gorgeous wood floors, masculine, rustic and all of it just screams of him—though it could use some color.
Before I know it, I am being set gently on top of the toilet in the bathroom. Without a word, Drew leaves.
Ummmm… I honestly have no idea what I am supposed to do. Is he expecting me to take a shower? Use the restroom? What?
Hobbling to my feet, I grip the counter tightly and chance a look in the mirror. OH. MY. GOSH. There is dirt all over my face, my hair looks like something a bird decided to nest in, all my makeup is smudged and there is a big scrape across my cheekbone. Reaching up, I pluck the muddy leaves out of my filthy locks, wincing as they get caught and pull. Yuck. Yuck. Yuck.
My eyes widen as I stare at my reflection. Holy heck, is this what I’ve looked like the whole time? Hekissedme looking like swamp thing? He’s been flirting with me?
My mind whirls with possibilities and my world tilts on its axis. The Black Moon Magic worked. It chose us—there’s no other explanation.
Twisting the knobs on the sink, I adjust the water until it feels just right, then I slowly wash the caked-on mud from my hands. There may not be enough soap in the world to make me feel clean again. A thumping sound from behind me has me glancing up, my eyes meeting Drew’s through the mirror. Stepping forward, enveloping me in his heat, he sets down a Gatorade and a bottle of ibuprofen.
“What are you doing standing up? I want to check out your ankle, Sunshine.”
Sunshine?I love the way the term of endearment sounds coming from his lips. A little quiver works its way through my body at the deep sound of his voice.
As he reaches for me, my heart swells with affection for this amazing man. Allowing myself to be pulled into his arms and set back down, my mouth goes dry as he drops to his knees. I have certainly imagined him in this position before, only with a lot less clothing… and mud. My pulse is pounding so hard that I wonder if he can hear it. He quickly removes my shoes, the socks follow and then his calloused hands are skimming over my flesh, sending tingles straight to my pussy. My leg is improving by the second and all I want is for him to touch every part of me. A small moan escapes.
“Does it hurt there?” he asks, concern knitting his brows together.
“Not anymore.”
“I think you need to take off your jeans so that I can take a closer look at your knee and ankle…if you’re okay with that?” he gulps, Adam’s apple bobbing in his throat.
“Of course,” I say, swiftly standing. My breasts bump into his chest, nipples hardening and begging for attention. His eyes drop to them and I can’t help but arch toward him, inviting him to touch me.
Drew gives me a little grin.
“Is something else aching, Sunshine?” He chuckles as he reaches for the button on my jeans. Ever so slowly, he slides his fingers along my waistband before snapping them open.
“Do you want this, Tilly?”
Biting on my lower lip, I give him a quick nod.
“Oh, no baby, that isn’t nearly enough. Give me the words. Tell me what you want.” He demands.
My mouth is suddenly dry. Licking my lips, I try to answer, but the only thing I manage to squeak out is…
“Everything,” and I mean it. I want every part of him, the fun, the hard, the sad, the physical, and everything in between. He must like my answer though, because he moves in quickly.
Fusing our lips together, Drew plunders my mouth.Finally. Our tongues tangle and I am overwhelmed by his flavor. I feel my jeans being tugged down and we break apart long enough to take them off.
“Shit. You’re way too distracting. Sit back down and let me check you for injuries. It’s important that we make sure you’re okay.” He growls, then snags the Gatorade and medicine off the countertop, shaking out a few pills and offering them to me.
I quickly swallow them down as he watches.
“Good girl, now drink the entire bottle.” He kneels between my splayed legs and, as I wonder if he can see the wet spot on my panties, my entire body flushes with arousal.
His hand rubs soothing circles over my leg, making me want to spread them even further.
“How does this feel?” he asks, pressing lightly on my ankle.
