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It’s much better to focus on sex and pleasure, and much better to remember exactly who McKenzie Beaumont is. She isn’t the innocent face she’s trying to show me and the rest of the world right now.
I make idle chitchat for a few minutes. But after our waiter comes, takes our order, and brings bread and drinks, the conversation dies out. I’m soon lost in my own head while our meal’s served, and we eat in silence.
When we finish, I sign the check, and take her hand again as we move toward the cabin. My heart pounds as we draw near, and I feel the nervous tension in her body, but I’m done with the games.
We’ve come to this place to discover each other. And that’s exactly what we’re going to do. The moon casts a delicate glow over our walk back, the breeze cool enough to keep her locked tightly to my side.
When we arrive at the cabin, I stop after I pull open the door. I look down and gaze into her eyes. I want no doubt in her mind about what’s going to happen the second we step over the threshold.
“If you don’t want this, we need to part ways right now,” I warn, lifting my hand and letting it trail through her hair.
“What... what do you mean?” she stutters, a shiver traveling through her.
“You know exactly what I mean,” I say, my voice firming from the restraint it’s taking to say this. “The cabin right next door is mine too. Tell me no right now, I’ll leave you here, and we’ll both have a very unsatisfying night.”
Her face blanches a little, and I can see she doesn’t want to say the one word that will decide how our evening’s going to end. She wants me to take the choice from her, but I’m not going to show her that kindness. I want her to admit how much she wants me.
Still, I hold my breath, afraid she’ll refuse, that she’ll deny us both. I push this fear aside. She’s mine for the taking — she only needs to admit it. My heart stalls as her lips open and I wait for her final verdict.
Chapter Nineteen
McKenzie
“Yes.”
I can’t say anything other than the one word I need to say or I’ll die right here on the front porch of a cabin in the woods of Idaho.
Byron’s eyes flare, and raw need vibrates off of him. This gives me the confidence to know I’m making the right choice — at least for now.
When the last of Byron’s patience breaks he grabs my hand, drags me across the threshold of the cabin, and, without another word, pulls me into his arms. After he kicks the door shut, his mouth captures mine in a hungry kiss.
I need this man. Worry no longer flits through my brain as his mouth and hands stoke the fire building within me. Can something that feels this right ever be wrong? No way. It won’t be perfect, but sex never is for a woman. Still, it might have its moments. My body has taken over for my brain and is far more optimistic about what’s going to happen.
I thread my fingers through his hair as I arch into him and rub my aching core against his straining erection, desperate for our clothes to disappear. “I need you,” I huskily whisper when he releases my lips so he can trail his tongue down the side of my throat.
“I’ve been waiting to hear those words for a while now,” he growls before hoisting me into his arms. He carries me to the bedroom and gently lowers me beside the bed.
My skin’s on fire as he removes my clothes, worshipping each inch along the way. When he drops to his knees, pulling my jeans down with his hands and running his lips across my now naked thighs, I tremble before him, barely able to keep from falling backward.
His tongue slides along the inside of one thigh before darting upward and gliding across my stomach. My knees can’t take it anymore and give out, sending me backward onto the luxurious bed behind me.
“Hmm, are you feeling weak, McKenzie?” he asks with a throaty chuckle. Before I can reply, he begins removing his clothes, and my throat tightens at the male beauty before me.Perfection. Now I know the true meaning of the word.
He’s pure, unadulterated perfection, and I want to trail my tongue along his skin the same way he’s done with me. “You’re taking too long,” I gasp, making his fingers stall as he looks at me with such fire I don’t know how I’m not burned.
He quickly sheds the rest of his clothes, grabbing several condoms from his pocket — smart guy, he has them at the ready — before tossing his pants aside. He climbs onto the bed and immediately draws me into his arms.
Skin to skin has never felt so right. I arch into him, loving the feel of his hard planes against my soft curves. We’re a perfect fit. I knew we’d fit in every way possible; this has to be fate.
“Pure silk,” he murmurs as his lips graze my collarbone before caressing the tops of my breasts. I moan when his tongue circles my peaked nipple then sucks it into his mouth, making me arch off the mattress and grab his head to hold him right where he is. “And greedy,” he murmurs, pulling away from me long enough to speak, then diving back in.
When he crawls up my body and turns me on my side to face him, I finally have the chance to explore him. My hands seem so small as I splay them on his tanned skin. I push him onto his back and take my time kissing the salty muskiness of his neck before moving down and flicking my tongue across his exquisite pecs.
“So hard,” I murmur as I reach his stomach, my hands crawling down to his thighs, and the beauty between them. “So solid... ” My words are a reverent whisper as I circle his throbbing manhood with one hand. And without hesitating, I lean down and taste its satin head. The salty flavor explodes in my mouth.
“McKenzie... I’m too close to embarrassing myself for you to do that,” he groans as he reaches his fingers into my hair and tugs.
I ignore him and let my mouth sink deeper onto his thickness while my fingers grip him tightly. “Mmm...” I moan, the sound muted because he’s filling my mouth.
