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They took the bus back to the cottage.
Even though he didn’t say a single word to her on the entire ride, when she leaned against his side, he wrapped an arm around her.
He didn’t break his silence as they walked up the beach steps. So, she asked him if everything was okay, and when he looked at her, every nerve cell in her body awakened.
They entered the cottage.
She stopped in the entryway.
Candles covered nearly every surface, in glass jars, candelabras, and on trays nestled between bouquets. Flower petals created a freckled red carpet from the door to the bedroom.
The door shut, the sound followed by Joel’s warmth behind her, and Snoh Aalegra’s raspy yet soothing voice lifted around the room as he set down his phone.
“Is this her album?”
He kissed her neck. “Mm-hmm.”
“How,” her eyelids fluttered, “did you find it?”
“I googled the lyrics.”
He angled his head, she turned hers, and his breath brushed her cheek right before their lips met. There was no soft prelude to ease her into the kiss—his lips crushed hers, and she tasted chocolate and wine on his tongue.
All too soon, it was over.
“Did you like it?” she asked. “The song, I mean. I sang it for you. It reminds me of you.”
He grunted a response and cupped her breasts, his index finger and thumb tweaking her nipples. A current of desire sparked between her legs, and as he sucked at her neck, a jolt shot to her nipples in a never-ending circle of pleasure.
“Joel, hold on.” As difficult as it was to do, she stepped away from him. “You did this for me. I did something for you. Give me a second?”
His eyes darkened.
“Please?”
“Okay.” He nodded. “A second.”
She hurried to the bathroom, stripped, and poured herself in white lace and garters. It would all be off in under five minutes, but she’d always wanted to wear bridal lingerie, an opportunity she didn’t have with Curtis. After her and Curtis’ wedding, he’d had to fly out on assignment. She’d also been pregnant with Josiah at the time, and it had been at a point in her pregnancy where even the slightest touch overwhelmed her.
She finished the three-piece outfit with a pair of pumps, left the bathroom, and came to a dead stop. Joel lay on the bed, his shirt gone, the button on his pants undone, and his hand wrapped around a stiff, straining erection.
Then he spoke.
And wet heat flowed between her legs.
“How does she do this to me?” He squeezed, and his hips jerked. “How the fuck does she do this to me?”
Trembling and dizzy, she made her way over to the bed and stood over him. He didn’t open his eyes, and she took a moment to take in the evidence of how much he wanted her.
“Calm down.” He lowered his hand to the base of his shaft. “She’ll be here soon. Trust me, she’ll be worth the wait.”
She bent and sucked his head into her mouth as she climbed onto the mattress, settling between his legs.
He opened his eyes. “Eesh, I’m supposed to give you an oil massage.”
“Nope.”
“I had a plan.” He bit down on his bottom lip. “Let me see you.”
