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So that was what I’d do.
I moved my hand along her arm, down to her elbow and across. I eased up slowly, lifting my head to glance over at the door. Plenty of noise was still coming from the building, but no other people were in sight. The chances that someone would come out in this weather were pretty slim, especially not with the party going on inside.
It took some maneuvering, but I managed to slip my left hand around her waist, finding her zipper. I tugged it downward, the fabric loosening and revealing that she wore a strapless bra. I stared down at her cleavage as I pulled her against me.
Cheyenne gasped as my fingers slid inside the top of the bra, and cupped her breast. I traced lazy circles around the nipple, and she began moving her hips against me. Grinding. Driving me mad.
I groaned as my cock throbbed, aching for her touch. Longing to be inside her.
“Follow me,” I said.
5
CHEYENNE
My dress was on the verge of falling down, and I didn’t care. All I knew was the man of my dreams was leading me to a lounge chair behind some greenery. And I’d never been happier.
“Is this okay?” Slade asked, looking up at the heat lamp before lowering his gaze to my face.
I nodded, suddenly unable to form words. It wasn’t even that this was my childhood celebrity crush. No, that had faded into the background somewhere around the time we were teaming up to play games last night.
I didn’t care if this man was Slade Shepherd, although seeing him without his beard had made me one hundred percent certain. This man—the one standing in front of me—was everything I’d ever wanted.
He stepped closer to me, smoothing the hair away from my face. “You’re so beautiful,” he said.
I gripped my bodice a little tighter, mostly to center myself. His words were making my knees wobbly.
“Thank you, “I said. Because what else could I say? “Should I... drop this?”
My gaze fell to my chest. To the wine-colored material that served as protection from his stare. What if he didn’t like what he saw? What if he was disappointed?
“Come here,” he said.
But he was the one who moved. He closed the distance between us and captured my mouth with his. It was a kiss that took my breath away. It was a kiss that told me I was safe with him.
As the kiss deepened, I let go of the dress. It pooled at my feet. I pressed my body against his and savored the feel of the rough material of his suit against my bare skin.
“Mmm,” he moaned as he unfastened the clasp on my bra.
And then it was off too, and his hands were roaming downward, toward my panties. In one quick motion, he broke the kiss and flipped me around until my back was against his front, like before.
My eyes widened as his hand slid beneath the band of my panties, going straight toward my wet pussy. I gasped as his finger separated my folds.
And then he was massaging my swollen clit, sending waves of pleasure through my body. With his other hand, he cupped my breast, squeezing my nipple between his thumb and forefinger.
It felt so good. So, so good. My hips moved again, sliding against his bulge. I felt it move against my ass cheek, and that only intensified my arousal.
“Come for me, Cheyenne,” Slade whispered in my ear.
Those words sent me plummeting over the edge. I bit my lip to keep from crying out as the most intense sensations I’d ever felt overtook me. The waves kept coming until finally it was over and I was left shaking.
Slade stepped back then, and my entire body seemed to cry out for him. I wasn’t prepared for how much I’d miss him when he was gone.
But he wasn’t gone. Not yet. He was standing only a few feet away. And he was undressing. His jacket was already off, discarded to the end of the lounge chair, and now he was unbuttoning his shirt.
“Let me help with that,” I said.
I didn’t recognize this version of myself. I was walking toward him wearing only high heels and a pair of panties. I wasn’t even self-conscious about it. He seemed to like it, though. Heat filled his gaze as he scanned my body.
