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When we’re far enough away, he hoists me up. I wrap myself around his torso. He is kissing me with so much intention and ferocity that I feel like I’m going to combust at his feet.
Wave after wave of desire builds within me.
I claw at his back and fumble with his shirt.
Voices drift over to where we stand, and we freeze.
Reluctantly, Adrian sets me back down on my feet and turns away to hide the bulge in his pants.
I run a hand over my face and glance away, waiting for my heart to stop racing. He presses a quick kiss to my cheeks, and I hear the reluctance in his deep breath.
Adrian has disappeared. A group of guests walk past on the trail behind the trees a few feet away. One spots me and waves.
I wave back, but I can’t muster up any words.
Or any kind of explanation for why I’m out here alone.
Reluctantly, I trudge back to the bonfire and glance over at Adrian when I sit down. He offers me an apologetic smile and turns his attention back to the conversation.
I spend the rest of the night staring at the flames, eye locking with Adrian’s, trying to calm the racing of my heart.
Later at night, after I’ve staggered back to my own cabin, I’m jolted awake by the sound of a knock on my front door.
I rub my eyes, sit up, and stagger over to the door. Through the peephole, I make out Adrian, with a bouquet of flowers in his hand.
I throw the door open, pull him inside, and slam it shut.
Chapter Eight: Adrian
“I thought we were supposed to be keeping it discreet.” She runs her fingers through her hair and resists the urge to yawn. “What’s happening?”
“I had fun today.” I cover the distance between us and takes her into my arms. “Also, I couldn’t wait one minute longer to do this.”
She kisses me back. My mind goes blank. My knees are weak.
Then she grabs a fistful of my shirt and holds on for dear life.
Danielle tastes like blueberries, and it’s making the butterflies in my stomach go wild. In one move, I hoist her up and carry her over to the couch.
One hand moves to the back of her neck. The other glides down her back and pauses at her ass. I give it a firm squeeze, sending a jolt straight to her core.
She keeps one hand on my chest. The other winds itself through my hair. Little pinpricks of desire race up and down my spine.
When she nips at my lower lip, I growl into her mouth and hoist her up again.
Then I carry her over to the bedroom and set her down on the mattress.
I am buzzing with excitement as I pull my shirt up over my head and watch her do the same.
She is in just her bra and underwear when I start kissing her again. Her lean and tanned body presses against mine. There isn’t an inch of space between us.
Then I rub my hands up and down her arms, and she shivers.
It feels like I’m going to explode already.
Every inch of my skin burns where she touches me. She arches her back and purrs when my hands move to her back and fumble with her bra.
Her mouth is searing and demanding as one of my hands darts between us to play with her nipples and the other traces a path down to her center.
