Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 82671 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 413(@200wpm)___ 331(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82671 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 413(@200wpm)___ 331(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
I scowled against his mouth. “That better be a one-off VIP ticket, mister.”
He grinned, smug. “I guarantee more than one, Lady. But it’s only for you.”
“Good.” Then I yanked him back to my lips, sliding my tongue with his. He lowered us to the ground, his head cushioned on the blanket he had spread out before dinner. We kissed endlessly. Touched and caressed, our hands finding their way under clothing. I sat up, straddling his waist, working his belt open.
“I’m going to ride you, Cowboy. Now.”
He groaned in pleasure as I wrapped my hand around him.
“Not objecting, darlin’. Take whatever you need.”
He helped peel away my jeans, then guided me down, hissing as I lowered myself onto him, inch by inch until we were flush.
“Jesus, Sammy, you feel good.”
“I’ve been thinking about this since you left. You inside me,” I responded, beginning to move. “Feeling your cock fill me.”
He gripped my hips, meeting my movements, urging me to go faster.
I whimpered, riding him, pressing my hands to his sternum for leverage. The pleasure came in waves, growing and branching out, filling me with need. He watched me, his eyes glittering in the firelight.
“The stars have nothing on you, Lady. You shine so bright when I’m fucking you.”
“Luke,” I pleaded, needing more. Needing him.
He sat up, engulfing me in his arms. He hit a new place inside me that made me cry out, and he pushed and pulled on my hips. “I want you to come on me. Let me feel it. Feel you,” he growled. “Jesus, I want to feel that.”
I gripped his neck, and he covered my mouth with his, guiding me. Grunting his pleasure, whispering words of desire, praise, and longing. My muscles locked down, and I was lost. Ecstasy exploded, and my orgasm hit, hard and hot. He groaned his release, swallowing my cries, sharing his breath with me, and riding it out until I was done. Limp and sated in his arms. Trapped by the feel of him surrounding me. Holding me close, keeping me safe.
He lay back, taking me with him, pulling the blanket over us and holding me. Not speaking, simply holding me, nuzzling my head, stroking along my spine in light passes.
Finally, I lifted my head. “That is not going in the brochure as an extra. Ever.”
He chuckled, the sound low and deep in his throat.
“Only for you, Lady. Only for you.”
In the morning, I was a little stiff but relaxed when I woke up. The fire was burning low, and Luke sat on a boulder by the water, sipping coffee. As usual, he had rolled me up like a burrito, glancing over his shoulder with a grin as I struggled to get out of the layers. I walked toward him and sat between his legs, accepting the coffee cup he pressed to my lips. The sun was rising, and it was peaceful. I sat enjoying the moment, then spoke.
“People will love this.”
“As long as there are tents and sleeping bags,” he agreed with humor in his voice.
“Of course. Hot showers would be great as well.”
He laughed. “That I can’t do. They can have a dip in the brook.”
I shivered. “Chilly.”
“Invigorating,” he insisted.
“I don’t think so.”
He stood, taking me with him, walking to the edge of the water. His grin was evil, and I clutched his neck. “You wouldn’t!”
“Wouldn’t I? I think I owe you.”
“But I’d be cold and wet!”
“Our clothes can dry in the sun. I’ll figure out how to warm you up.” He lowered his head to mine. “I made love to you under the stars, Lady. Now I want to watch you glow in the sun.”
Then he plunged us into the cold water, never taking his lips off mine.
LUKE
She had fought me like a wildcat as we went into the water. Furious and dripping, she cursed at me, wet and cold in the stream. Until I led her to the shallows I had dammed up years ago. The water was warmer, soothing her chill, and she sat down with a long shiver, lifting her face to the sun. I lowered myself beside her, nibbling on her neck, rubbing my hand up and down her arm until her cold tremors turned into shudders of desire. I kissed her until she forgot the cold, the wet, and everything else but us. I carried her out of the water and did what I promised on the phone. Stripped her of all her clothing and tasted her everywhere. The sun played over her lovely skin, dappled and teasing. I kissed and caressed every inch of her. Touched her gorgeous body with my hands, my mouth, and my tongue until she was begging me. Then I sank into her, watching her eyes grow wide with pleasure as I rode her, her legs over my shoulders, our bodies pressed together in the most intimate of acts. Her cries of bliss echoed in the trees that surrounded us. I had been correct. She was as sexy and beautiful on fire in the sun as she had been under the moonlight with the stars surrounding her.