breath. “That’s not my back.”
“No. It’s not.” His hands trailed over her stomach, then higher, pushing her arms out of the way.
Give the man an inch ... She ground her teeth together, prepared to shove away from him, when he cupped her breasts, slippery fingers dancing over her nipples.
“You looked dirty,” he whispered, laughter warming his voice. Brushing his lips against the curve of her neck, he kissed the sensitive skin there again.
A shiver went right through her. Riley tensed. She should say no. Tell him to get his hands, and mouth, off her. But it felt so good, his fingers lazily circling her nipples as he waited for her to make her decision.
Don’t be a fool .
Out here, a woman made her choices quick. Death was a constant in all their lives. It could have happened to her the night before, by revenant or reiver. She had to take her chances when they came, and a sudden yearning – not just for sex, but for Wade – came over her. Dangerous men, and all that temptation....
She forced herself to relax, ignoring the quiver in her stomach, then leaned back against his chest, her breasts rising out of the water. Soap gleamed over her pale skin, his tanned hands a dark comparison as they stilled on her skin.
Wade sucked in a breath. “Christ Jesus.” He cupped her, pinching her nipple between soapy-slick fingers. “You’re beautiful.”
Riley stirred, trying to bite back a gasp. Pressed against him like this, she could feel every hot, hard inch, including the press of his cock, rigid against her bottom. The chill of the water between her thighs melded with the molten wetness of her own body. She couldn’t help herself; her hips thrust back, rubbing against him, the thickened head of his cock dipping between her thighs for one tantalizing moment.
Did she dare? The thought was terrifying, yet arousing. She knew what her body wanted. She could feel it, all hot and shivery, her breath coming in short little gasps. His hard body caged her, a delicious tease, the hair on his chest brushing against her bare back.
Wade kissed her shoulder, the rasp of his teeth bringing another gasp to her lips. “Don’t,” he ground out. “Don’t do this if you don’t mean it.”
Some nameless emotion quivered in his voice. Riley wet her lips. If she hadn’t heard that hesitation, hadn’t realized how much this meant to him, how much he wanted it too, then she might have come to her senses. Instead, her hand slid over his. “Lower,” she whispered, giving in to the temptation.
There was a moment of stillness as he absorbed her words. His own chest heaved against her, harsh breath exploding out of his lungs. “Where?”
Determined to make her complicit, to make her give her consent.
She didn’t want to think about it. Didn’t want to know that it was Wade. She just wanted to pretend that he was some faceless, nameless man . But he wouldn’t let her. For a moment, uncertainty twisted her stomach, but the warm heat at her back, the hard muscle, drove her mind to other places.
Riley squeezed her eyes shut and dragged his hand lower, beneath the edge of her cotton panties. His soapy fingers slid against her wet slit, palm pressing against the tangle of blonde hair there. He held himself motionless.
“How?” Another hot whisper in her ear. Daring her.
Riley pressed his hand hard against her, writhing against his touch. The first trace of his fingers made her gasp, throwing her head back.
“Here?” He suckled the skin of her throat, his fingers drawing lazy circles.
There . She nearly died and went to Heaven. So long since the touch hadn’t been hers. “Faster,” she whispered, sliding her hand up, behind his neck. “Please.”
The slow glide of his fingers drove her mad.
“ Faster .”
“No. No rush, darlin’.” He kissed her again, an open-mouthed wet kiss against the back of her neck that tightened everything in her body. “I ain’t rushing this.” Turning, he drew her into his
“No. It’s not.” His hands trailed over her stomach, then higher, pushing her arms out of the way.
Give the man an inch ... She ground her teeth together, prepared to shove away from him, when he cupped her breasts, slippery fingers dancing over her nipples.
“You looked dirty,” he whispered, laughter warming his voice. Brushing his lips against the curve of her neck, he kissed the sensitive skin there again.
A shiver went right through her. Riley tensed. She should say no. Tell him to get his hands, and mouth, off her. But it felt so good, his fingers lazily circling her nipples as he waited for her to make her decision.
Don’t be a fool .
Out here, a woman made her choices quick. Death was a constant in all their lives. It could have happened to her the night before, by revenant or reiver. She had to take her chances when they came, and a sudden yearning – not just for sex, but for Wade – came over her. Dangerous men, and all that temptation....
She forced herself to relax, ignoring the quiver in her stomach, then leaned back against his chest, her breasts rising out of the water. Soap gleamed over her pale skin, his tanned hands a dark comparison as they stilled on her skin.
Wade sucked in a breath. “Christ Jesus.” He cupped her, pinching her nipple between soapy-slick fingers. “You’re beautiful.”
Riley stirred, trying to bite back a gasp. Pressed against him like this, she could feel every hot, hard inch, including the press of his cock, rigid against her bottom. The chill of the water between her thighs melded with the molten wetness of her own body. She couldn’t help herself; her hips thrust back, rubbing against him, the thickened head of his cock dipping between her thighs for one tantalizing moment.
Did she dare? The thought was terrifying, yet arousing. She knew what her body wanted. She could feel it, all hot and shivery, her breath coming in short little gasps. His hard body caged her, a delicious tease, the hair on his chest brushing against her bare back.
Wade kissed her shoulder, the rasp of his teeth bringing another gasp to her lips. “Don’t,” he ground out. “Don’t do this if you don’t mean it.”
Some nameless emotion quivered in his voice. Riley wet her lips. If she hadn’t heard that hesitation, hadn’t realized how much this meant to him, how much he wanted it too, then she might have come to her senses. Instead, her hand slid over his. “Lower,” she whispered, giving in to the temptation.
There was a moment of stillness as he absorbed her words. His own chest heaved against her, harsh breath exploding out of his lungs. “Where?”
Determined to make her complicit, to make her give her consent.
She didn’t want to think about it. Didn’t want to know that it was Wade. She just wanted to pretend that he was some faceless, nameless man . But he wouldn’t let her. For a moment, uncertainty twisted her stomach, but the warm heat at her back, the hard muscle, drove her mind to other places.
Riley squeezed her eyes shut and dragged his hand lower, beneath the edge of her cotton panties. His soapy fingers slid against her wet slit, palm pressing against the tangle of blonde hair there. He held himself motionless.
“How?” Another hot whisper in her ear. Daring her.
Riley pressed his hand hard against her, writhing against his touch. The first trace of his fingers made her gasp, throwing her head back.
“Here?” He suckled the skin of her throat, his fingers drawing lazy circles.
There . She nearly died and went to Heaven. So long since the touch hadn’t been hers. “Faster,” she whispered, sliding her hand up, behind his neck. “Please.”
The slow glide of his fingers drove her mad.
“ Faster .”
“No. No rush, darlin’.” He kissed her again, an open-mouthed wet kiss against the back of her neck that tightened everything in her body. “I ain’t rushing this.” Turning, he drew her into his
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