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“Forgive me for being a little gun-shy.”
“Fair enough, this time it’s on me.”
Her eyebrows shoot up and eyes grow wide when she realizes my intention. I lower my mouth to hers, skimming across her lips softly. She parts them slightly, giving me my in. My tongue slides inside, sweeping through. Lime, citrus, and tequila all mix together with the familiarity of just her. A taste I’ve been craving since the first time.
My hand glides into her hair, pulling out the tie and sifting through the strands as they fall.
She moans lightly, her grip on my biceps tightening.
My cock springs to life, straining against the swim trucks and aching to hear the sound again.
I slant her head, deepening the kiss.
Her sun-heated skin presses into mine, her nipples poking into my chest. A growl escapes my throat, my hand caressing her scalp.
Her tongue tangles with mine, giving me control but curling in sync. On instinct, my hand on her lower back goes lower, grasping her ass and pressing her hips to mine.
Another little mew escapes and my dick lurches.
Shut this down! My brain screams.
Reluctantly, I slow, pulling back and kissing lightly along her lips from corner to corner.
Her eyes open slowly, a haze clearing. “You did it a lot better than I did.”
I stare at her for a beat before bursting out and tucking her to me. “Fuck, baby.”
“I’m serious.”
“That’s why it’s funny. You have no idea. This wasn’t a contest. If it was, you’d win hands down.”
“Maybe we should try it again, see who’s the best two out of three.”
At this, I lose it again, tilting her face to mine. “It wasn’t a one-time thing.”
“It wasn’t?”
Her baby blues could be my undoing. So pure, so fresh, so real. No games, no bullshit—just beauty.
“Baby, we need to talk. And it kills me to say this, but now is not the time with a yard full of people.”
She nods, understanding washing over her.
“Hey, Ford? Are you back here?” A small rap follows the shrill voice, and my door swings open.
Tera’s smile wavers, her eyes flashing in surprise before filling with displeasure.
“There a reason you’re barging into my room without permission?” I growl, feeling the heat coming off Rowan’s cheeks.
“I-I-I’m s-s-sorry. I didn’t know you weren’t alone.”
“Alone or not, never enter my room without my approval. What do you need?”
She flinches at my brutal honesty. “I heard someone asking where you were. They’re ready to grill.”
Rowan makes a move to step away, but I hold her tighter, using her to suppress the anger running through my veins. Her excuse is bullshit. “Any one of them knows how to use the grill. They don’t need me. This is their house, too.”
If my message isn’t clear enough, the anger radiating in my tone is. Wisely, she backs out, shutting the door.
