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“I’ve never cared that you’re older than me,” I say weakly, wishing he didn’t either. “And… I should have said this to you earlier, but I don’t want to spend the rest of this trip fighting what’s building here.”
I place my hand over his wildly thumping heart, thrilled to find it’s as erratic as mine.
Maybe there’s something to what the tour guide spoke of, or maybe it’s that I’m finally experiencing what it’s like to form a genuine connection with another person, but whatever it is—I’m ready to jump.
“Kiss me with everything you’ve got. Show me the touch of a man who desires a woman.” His eyes widen a fraction as they rapidly search my face. “Then show me what he does once he has her.”
Damon shudders when he bursts up to sitting, snatching my face in his hands and then claiming my mouth.
“I don’t have a condom,” he says, diving in for another taste.
“I’m clean and on the pill,” I rush to say, “but we don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.”
The growl he gives is all the approval I need.
The earth shatters, and I fall between the cracks of passion as I shove him down and straddle his hips. I yearn for every hot swipe of his tongue, and as he swells, parting me beneath my bikini, I rub against him shamelessly.
“Kate.” He utters my name with enough agony to pry my soul wide open.
He grips me as if he can’t bear to lose me, and at this very moment, I believe him.
“Touch me,” I pant, but his hands are already moving. When his thumbs dig into my thighs, I moan. “Dammit, Damon,more.I need more.”
Up he squeezes, lightly pinching the softness of my body between each finger of his flattened palm. The sheer act of this male writhing close to agony between my thighs has me frantic with need.
He chuckles low, producing yet another rush of liquid in my already wet bottoms. “I thought being bossy was my job, Miss Harris.”
“I like when you say my name like that,” I admit, nipping the bottom of his jaw before nuzzling the coarse scruff there. “Sounds so…naughty.”
He groans, pressing himself into the fabric still separating us. “You’re a filthy little thing, aren’t you?”
With Damon, I want to be. Never in this lifetime would I dare talk to Thad this way. He wouldn’t gaze at me wantonly or encourage my teasing the way Damon does now.
And how beautiful it is to free this part of me.
“I want to find out,” I say, watching him carefully. “Maybe you can teach me a thing or two.”
Damon sits up with the slow, calculated precision of a predator, then cradles me so that my legs are wrapped around his waist.
I moan at the skin-to-skin contact, craving more warmth from him.
“Do you remember when you came for me, sweet Kate?”
I nod, loving the way Damon takes charge when he’s turned on.
“We’re trespassing here.” He breathes against my neck before trailing the tip of his tongue toward the base of my ear. “Does it turn you on to know that we broke the rules?”
“Yes,” I whisper, clawing my nails over his naked back.
“Mm, a little rule breaker. Tell me, Miss Harris. Should we break the rules of our contract?”
Capturing one nipple in the heat of his mouth, he sucks and flicks his tongue until I’m crying out, “Please.”
“What should I do to you first, naughty girl?”
I shiver. So many exciting ideas burst across my mind. “I want your fingers inside me.”
Damon’s returned to my neck, humming as he pinches the same bud he was working with his mouth, then drags his touch to the outside edge of my bikini bottoms.
