Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 88669 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 443(@200wpm)___ 355(@250wpm)___ 296(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88669 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 443(@200wpm)___ 355(@250wpm)___ 296(@300wpm)
I made a smooth landing in the center of the space, my talons finding purchase in the sun-soaked black stone. Robby bounced off with a “whoa.” My dragon form reached from edge to edge, but once I was back in my human form, there was plenty of room for the two of us. I went over to a small indent in the stone where the two large, spiky pillars met. I reached into the crevice and I pulled out a basket.
“This is stunning,” Robby said, his back to me as he looked out at the sapphire-blue waters of the Pacific Ocean.
“Like it?”
“It’s beautiful up here. And so quiet.”
As he took in the view, I worked quickly to set up the rest of the surprise before he turned around. I threw open the basket and yanked out the blanket, giving it a toss before laying it flat down on the ground. I pulled out the two bottles of chilled champagne and set them around the vase of tulips and violet roses. I was putting out the cheese and ham when I heard a surprised gasp.
He must have turned around.
I glanced up, smiled. “In the mood for a beach picnic?”
“Damien… you didn’t have to do any of this. It’s incredible. Of course I’m in the mood for a picnic with you.”
I tried not to focus on the way my heart fluttered when he said with you.
Robby sat cross-legged across from me, his sunglasses on and his smile easy. My eyes dropped down to where his jeans bunched up.
Now it wasn’t just my pounding heart that I had to ignore.
A few silent minutes passed as we soaked in this moment of peace. It was broken when Robby asked a question. “Damien, remember that moment in your bedroom… Do you… do you regret it?”
I gave a surprised laugh, which made Robby’s cheeks turn pink. “Regret it? The only thing I regret is not getting you completely naked and underneath me that night.”
Those cheeks turned firehouse red now. He looked back at the ocean, the corner of his smile tugging up toward the stars.
“I was worried. I thought you were trying to ignore what happened in your bedroom.” Robby blinked his long black lashes. If I was made of hay and straw I’d blow right over.
Instead, I shook my head. “I thought you were doing the same thing. But if I’m being honest, I haven’t stopped thinking about that moment, not since it happened.”
“Me neither,” Robby said. His voice was low, his gaze aimed down at his feet. Seagulls squawked in the distance, mixing with the crashing waves. If I listened closely, I could hear another sound added to the chorus. A heartbeat. Thump, thump, thump. Coming from only inches in front of me.
He looked up to me, his lips curving upward. I couldn’t hold back. I moved in for a kiss, wanting to prove myself with more than just words. I wanted to show Robby how badly I’d craved having him, how his bare body against mine was a rush I needed to feel.
I laid him back, using my weight to apply pressure, guiding him down onto the plush blanket. Whispers of sea foam flew up in our direction, making his kiss taste like the salt I had become so obsessed with from living next to the beach. He moaned into the kiss, his hands exploring my body.
He throbbed between my legs, making me pulse back in response. I pushed my hips down. Robby opened his legs, hitching them around my waist as I started to fuck him with our clothes on.
“Are you sure no one can get up here?” he asked against my lips.
“Positive. It’s just us.”
“Then get naked.”
I didn’t waste a moment, standing up and tearing off my clothes. Robby did the same, throwing his shirt and jeans into the pile next to the picnic basket.
And there he was, lying down, naked and hard and flushed, all for me. An image of pure perfection.
Long, lean legs dusted with dark hair leading up to a pair of tight balls and a thick, twitching uncut cock, already standing up straight, crowned by trimmed pubes that blended with the delicious happy trail leading up to his flat stomach. He had a little dip in his chest, his nipples already pebbled.
“Fuck, Robby, you’re the sexiest man I’ve ever laid eyes on.”
“Then you clearly haven’t looked in a mirror,” Robby said, his gaze dropping down to my already stiff dick.
I got down on my knees and moved between Robby’s legs, kissing him before nipping at his bottom lip and moving downward, kissing that dip in his chest, taking those hard nipples into my mouth and playing with them between my teeth. Robby writhed underneath me, the heat from both of us rubbing together competing with the flames caged up inside me.