The air calmed, and sounds faded. Everything surrounding them drifted away.
His heart beat wildly. He cupped her face, unable to help himself.
She stilled, her lips parting.
An invitation he couldn’t accept. It was lunacy. They were only playing at this. He should take her to the hardcore attractions so she’d flee, as he wanted, rather than focusing on her softness surrounded by his strength, or her heat increasing his.
Leave. Bring her somewhere else. Convince her to go home.
He stepped away from the fence, taking her with him, then touched his mouth to hers and slipped his tongue inside.
God.
His skin tingled. She tasted clean and pepperminty, her own unique flavor indescribable, beating out the others.
Lost in her warmth and scent, he slipped his arm around her waist and held her close, kissed her deep, and forgot about everything else.
***
Shocking delight tore through Lissa, her heart turning over. She melted into Jon, hungry for whatever he desired, eager to sate her own need.
Brisk ocean air pushed against her, urging her closer to him, her strained breaths mingling with his.
Now this was a vacation. No. An adventure she never believed she’d experience.
Intoxicated by his size and heat, she wreathed her arms around his shoulders, loving his bristly cheeks rasping hers.
He held her firmly, yet gently, subduing his exquisite strength.
She loved him like this, but wouldn’t have minded if he’d turned savage, too, demanding everything. Sagging against him, she delivered herself to pleasure.
A low growl poured from deep within his chest, making it quiver against hers, signaling his appreciation at what they did. He angled his mouth for greater penetration, and she followed his lead as she’d promised in his office.
Oh hell, she surpassed it, her pulse racing.
Growing greedy then bold, she pushed his tongue from her mouth and slipped hers into his, desperate to taste his incomparable flavor: clean and bearing a sweetness she had to have.
Powerful and eager sounds poured from him.
There wasn’t a thing in the world better than that. If she could have made her own noises, she would have but was too breathless.
A sudden gust battered them, the wind tugging her pants, exposing her.
He cupped her bare butt cheek.
Her heart leaped at his intimate touch, then beat triple time.
He squeezed her ass, leaving heated bursts in his wake, and stroked her thong.
Moisture seeped from her pussy. It ached, wanting his cock inside, stretching and using her while she indulged in his lust, matching it with her own.
She struggled to get closer, but couldn’t. Damn. They were already as near as two people could be. She wrapped her leg around his.
His frenzied kiss grew tender and exploring.
Undone by its power, she surrendered further, the world whirling around them. She clung to him for support, never wanting this to end.
