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He turns his hot gaze to me. “Good. Because when we get in, I’m going to screw you senseless.”
Heat rushes through me, and I inhale sharply. “Marc!”
“What? Tell me you haven’t been thinking about it all afternoon.”
I can’t deny it. “We’re going out at six-thirty.”
“It’s not even five o’clock yet. Plenty of time for some afternoon delight.”
My heart’s hammering against my ribs. I want him, desperately, but equally I’m sure this is about Mel, and that gives me a funny twist in my stomach.
“You said you ovulate tomorrow,” he reminds me when I don’t say anything. “Might as well get as many of those swimmers trying to cross the channel as possible.” He smirks as he takes the turnoff for the lighthouse.
I bite my lip as he navigates the narrow lane, and when he eventually pulls up and parks, he turns to me and tips his head to the side. “What?”
“Is this about Mel?” I ask softly. “Because I told you, we don’t have to have sex all the time to get pregnant.”
He looks into my eyes, then looks away, across the ocean. I follow his gaze. The blustery breeze is whipping the sea into peaks and troughs, and the spray coats the rocks with white lace.
“It’s not about Mel,” he says eventually, his gaze coming back to me. “Or at least, seeing her made me realize how special you are. In the few days we’ve been… intimate, I feel that you care for me more than she ever did.”
My jaw drops; I’m incredibly touched by his words.
“I’m not saying I expect anything when this is over,” he adds quickly. “I know this is a temporary arrangement.”
“It’s okay.” I reach up a hand and cup his face. “I understand.” I feel anger toward the cold woman who turned her back on him when he was so vulnerable. I want to make him feel better. To prove to him that he is worthy of love and affection.
I unbuckle my seat belt, shift closer to him, and pull his head down until his lips touch mine.
Mmm, I’ve been thinking about this all day. He smells so good. His lips move gently across mine, and then his tongue brushes my lip, and we exchange a deep, sensual kiss.
Ooh, it takes all of ten seconds for the tingles to pass through me, and already my nipples are tightening and I feel answering tremors deep inside. I want him, and it’s obvious he wants me. His fingers are tightening in my hair, and when he tilts his head to slant his lips across mine, the kiss turns hot and demanding.
I push myself up to see if I can sit astride him, attempt to straddle him, and promptly sit on the horn in the middle of the steering wheel. The resulting blare makes us both jump, then laugh.
“Indoors,” he instructs, lowering me back to his side. “I’m far too old and too big to have sex in a car, and besides, I can’t go down on you like this.” I shiver as he slips his hands beneath my sweater onto my skin and slides them up my back. “I want to taste you,” he murmurs, pressing his lips to my neck. “I want to make you come with my mouth.”
“I guess it’s a shame to pass up on the chance to increase the amount of semen,” I say, breathless.
He gives a short laugh. “Absolutely.” He covers the place on my neck where my pulse is racing and sucks gently, and I groan.
“Right,” he says, moving back. “Inside, now.”
Chapter Seventeen
Fitz
I unlock the lighthouse door, grab Poppy’s hand, and lead her inside. I’m kissing her before I’ve even locked the door. She got me so fired up in the car, if she hadn’t sat on the horn, I might well have attempted to get her jeans off and have her on my lap.
But this makes more sense. I’m ready for her now, but I’m going to have to wait. I have lots of pleasuring to do first.
I pull her toward me, push her jacket off her shoulders, and toss it onto the sofa. Then I take her sweater by the hem and start pulling it up her body.
“Don’t you want a drink first?” she asks faintly.
“Nope.”
She sighs and lifts her arms, and I draw the sweater over her head and toss it on top of her jacket. Then I kiss her again, wrapping my arms around her.
