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“Oh, I’m just wondering if you’re going to eat the last chocolate strawberry.”
Jude gasps and waltzes back to the blanket, sitting cross-legged in front of me. “You were going to poach my strawberry, weren’t you?”
“Wouldn’t dream of it. Which is why I asked.”
With a twiddling of her fingers, she takes the last strawberry and makes a show of putting it between her lips.
My cock tightens in my briefs.
It’s the way her lips tighten around the strawberry and the way she slides it into her mouth all the way to the root that sends my head spinning and my imagination into overdrive.
Until she snaps her teeth into it. That’s a good way to get a man to stop thinking about his cock.
“Mm. Delicious. My compliments to Nicole.”
A dribble of red juice spills down her cheek. Jude lifts her hand to wipe it away, but I grab her hand before she can. Her eyes widen. I merely smile. “Let me get that.”
I lean in close and inspect the strawberry juice on her pale skin. Then, I kiss the spot gingerly, lapping up the juice with the tip of my tongue. “There.”
Jude is silent. Perhaps I shouldn’t have done that. I start to retreat, but then Jude captures the back of my neck in her hand and drags me back toward her mouth. “Don’t go,” she says, but the go is smashed into my mouth.
I sigh into her, soaking up her delicious kiss.
The moment is perfect. More perfect than I could have even dreamed. The ocean waves crash in the background, the sun devours our skin, and our arms are wrapped around each other.
Jude rips her lips from mine but does not let go of me. “What are we doing?”
“What do you mean?” I kiss her again, harder, guiding her down to the blanket on her back. “I’m pretty sure I’m kissing you.”
She giggles, her hands traveling up and down my back until her fingers catch on the hem of my shirt. Her hands sneak under, caressing my skin. “I know you’re kissing me. Just… we’re… this is pretend.”
“Is that what you want, Jude?” I ask.
Her lips tighten.
“Because…” I take one of her curls and tuck it behind her ear. “I think this whole situation might be easier if we weren’t pretending.”
Jude’s eyes glimmer.
“We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to, but –”
“What does not pretending mean to you, Chase?” she says, her ruby lips glistening.
I swallow. “I care about you, Jude. I always have. But I’m starting to care about you in a different way.”
A curious smile drifts onto her lips.
“Does that make sense?”
She nods.
“Does that… interest you?”
The smile grows. She nods harder. Her hand cups the back of my head, fingers tiptoeing through my hair.
“Good,” I say, feeling the strong need to kiss her again. I want to taste her so badly. “G –“
Jude captures my lips again. The kiss lolls and lingers. Her hips start to undulate under mine. Her skirt shifts up her legs until only her panties are between me and her beautiful warm center I’ve been craving.
