Page 14 of Runaway Love


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Pulling away from her for only a moment, she’s already groaning in protest. Once I’m lifting her out of the pool, she’s sputtering as she’s planted right on the edge. From my view, I’m overwhelmed by her body. Especially after I push her thighs apart to reveal the slick pinkness hiding between them.

Before, she kept her towel so close to her frame. In the pool, the rippling water made her image all distorted. Right now, I’m seeing it all.

My mouth waters as I take in every inch of her body. Taking her knees into my hands, I inhale slowly.

She even smells appetizing.

“This can’t possibly be sexy,” she mutters as her eyes cast to the side.

If she knew how hard my cock is digging against the wall of the pool, she’d know she’s the walking definition of the word.

Kissing her thigh, I frown at her. “None of that, Daria. Let me enjoy myself.”

More than wanting to taste her, I also enjoy teasing her. There’s something about hearing her whine in the back of her throat that leaves a grin forming on my lips. All because I don’t directly taste her.

Especially after denying her orgasm only seconds ago, she looks like she’s ready to start giving out demands if I don’t hurry up and give her what she wants.

When she looks like she’s ready to pull my head where she wants it to be, I decide to put her out of her misery. I part her glistening lips and taste her sweetness without letting her suffer for another second.

She tugs at my hair and moans, fueling me to lick her deeper. Drowning in her sweetness, I groan a bit myself. If it’s possible to get off on someone else’s pleasure, Daria is the one who will make it happen.

With the room all to ourselves, her moans echo off the walls until she’s shaking and trembling.

Drinking down her release, I sigh against her thigh once her high comes down.

“Thanks for that,” she mumbles as she looks like she’s ready to curl up and close her eyes. Her legs lazily kick in the water as she gives me a lopsided smile.

She looks pleased, and there’s something about that that leaves me feeling the same.

The more time I spend with this woman, the more she takes claim to my heart. This little stunt of ours has put me straight into the danger zone.

If she doesn’t want to stay with me, what in the hell am I going to do?

* * *

The next meal we share doesn’t come close to what I consumed in the pool. If I have to guess, she’s still thinking about it too.

Two twin patches of pink have stained Daria’s cheeks ever since then. Every time her eyes drift in my direction, I swear the shade grows darker.

Sitting next to me, her eyes are cast down on her food. Poking and stabbing, she pauses after a minute.

“My father hasn’t called, has he?”

I don’t want to think about the man right now, not when I’ve already been so lost in my thoughts about the future. Or about what I’m going to say to him once I get my bearings.

“No, not yet. I wouldn’t keep a conversation away from you.” Keeping my words steady, I fight not to let out any of my current frustrations. “Why do you ask?”

Her eyes lift for only a moment before falling back down. “No particular reason.”

A new thought creeps into the back of my mind and I can’t stop myself from thinking about it.

Is she lying or hiding something? What if I’ve overstepped and scared her because I let my hunger take over?

What if she wants to tell him she wants to leave now?

My chest tightens and my heart aches from the thought. I don’t like that scenario one bit. It’s enough to form a frown on my lips. I hadn’t even considered the possibility and now that I have, I feel sick.

“If it’s about earlier—”

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