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“It’s up to you…” His voice was low…questioning…
I stood on tiptoe, pressing my mouth to his, tugging on his bottom lip with my teeth until a low moan escaped him. He pulled back for half a moment, and then his mouth was soft on mine, his lips searching as his arms wrapped around me, holding me close. I pressed myself against him, feeling the warmth of him through the fabric of my towel. I trailed my hands slowly down his muscled chest, enjoying the smallest shiver beneath my fingers as his body reacted to my touch.
His hands roamed my back, leaving sensation after sensation in their wake. His fingers dipped under the edge of my towel, and in a moment, it was sliding down to the ground. His fingers dipped and traced my curves, his body closing in on mine. He cupped the back of my head and kissed me, deeper and deeper, and we tumbled to the bed. My hands slid down his chest, finding the edge of his towel, pulling it away, then letting my hand slide lower unabashedly.
My fingers skimmed his length, and he bucked against me, breathlessly breaking off the kiss.
“Jenna…” His voice was raspy, and it seemed like the very air around us stilled.
“What?” I licked my stinging lips, searching his gaze.
“You sure?”
“Absolutely.” I doubted I’d ever been more sure of anything in my life.
His palm slid down my abdomen as his mouth met my neck, kissing his way lower. His hand slipped farther down between my legs, and I hissed out a shaky breath, fighting the urge to close my eyes and lose myself in the sensations he was creating within me as his talented fingers teased and stroked me into a state.
He kissed down the valley between my breasts, his hair ticking my skin, making me arch underneath him.
“Dean…” I rasped his name.
He slipped lower, kissing around my navel, then lifted his head, his dark gaze on mine. “Shhh…”
He winked and moved lower and lower…his tongue reaching out and lapping against me. I couldn’t help the moan that fell from my lips as I closed my eyes, losing myself at every touch, every breath against me. All I could hear was the racing of my heart, the hitch in my own breath. My fingers tangled in his hair as he brought me to the brink then slowed before taking me right back there, and I wanted him…wanted, needed, craved him inside of me.
I opened my eyes as he kissed his way back up my body. He was gorgeous, totally, completely…and for that moment, he was mine.
I reached up, brushing the hair out of his eyes, silently begging him for what I wanted.
His body covered mine perfectly, all warmth and muscle. His hardness pressed against me.
“Wait one minute,” he murmured, kissing my neck. He rolled us halfway over, pulling me on top of him. He then opened the nightstand drawer and rifled around. I put my hand on his chest, feeling the rhythmic beating of his heart.
“You knew…” I almost laughed at the sight of the wrapper in his hand.
“Be prepared is my motto.” He grinned up at me and winked.
I reached over and ripped carefully into the wrapper, then he took it from me. A moment later, he was rolling us both back over, his mouth on mine again as he hooked my leg around him. I gasped into the kiss as he entered me, teasingly slow, that mischievous grin on his face, his dark gaze searching mine as if waiting for approval.
My nails dug into his back, my hips lifting to take more and more of him as he sank deeper.
A second later, we were finding a rhythm only the two of us knew, and I lost myself, every single part of me, in those dark eyes.
His fingers entwined with mine as he changed pace, the teasingly slow building to something faster, more frenzied as he brought me to the edge, then slowed back down again, his lips finding my neck.
“Dean…” his name was nothing more than a rasp from my lips, all the energy I had left,needing, wanting him, wanting nothing more than for the two of us to topple off the edge together.
As if reading my mind, his pace increased. His mouth covered mine and moments later, in a mix of rasps and moans and half whispered names, I squeezed my eyes shut as I tumbled off the edge into sweet release.
Chapter Nine
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I woke up spooning Jenna, her naked body snuggled perfectly against mine. The remainder of the fire flickered away, the small flames casting their warm glow over the room. The drapes were pulled, leaving us in our own little magical cocoon.
I smiled sleepily into her hair. She stirred, but her shallow breathing told me she was still in dreamland. I kissed her shoulder. It was amazing to me how after being in the pool, she still gave off the softest hint of peppermint.
