“Me neither.”
A smile split my face as I leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to her lips. Her fingers curled against my jacket as her tongue flicked against my lips. The sensation of excitement bubbled in my stomach, and I opened my mouth, teasing her lips with light licks.
When she reciprocated, I pulled her tighter against me, cupping her luscious ass and grinding against her while we kissed. It was too easy to lose myself in her, right here with nothing for us to rest on, so, reluctantly, I pulled back and kissed her forehead.
“I want to continue this, but let’s warm-up first.”
On the cliff’s edge, I built a bonfire for both of us, popped a half-tent to block the wind, and used an insulated blanket to make a picnic spread. Dakota helped me lay everything out on the blanket, surveying the food choices we’d gathered at the market before glancing at me with a smile.
“So, we still need to talk.”
“I know,” she said quietly, turning away to grab a piece of cheese and nibbling on it. I didn’t want to push her, but it had been a couple of hours since I turned up at her house. I’d given her plenty of time to get ready to talk about what happened the other night.
“I don’t know what came over me, I was sitting there watching those three fighting over you, and it felt so fucking unfair that I had you—whenever I wanted—I could have you. But at the same time, I didn’t. Whatever we had before this, it felt like it was for convenience, not because I felt anything. And that wasn’t true because Ididfeel something.”
My heart raced a little at what she said, and I wished she had said something before. “Did?”
Dakota turned to look at me, staring at me for a moment before she smiled shyly, “do.”
The world exploded around me, and the dim colors of the evening suddenly seemed vibrant as I grinned at her. “I do too.”
“You do?”
“Hell fucking yes.” Swooping down on her, I pinned her under my body as I kissed her again. This time, it didn’t feel like I was trying to console her or use my lips to make her feel better. The kiss said everything I needed her to know and hear this time.
I loved her. I had loved her for a long time. And what we had worked until it wasn’t enough.
It would never be enough because I wanted all of her. And if Forrest wasn’t such a fucking baby making her feel bad for loving me back, maybe we could have been together by now.
My body on top of hers, her leg dragging along my side, made me hard as a rock. Not that I hadn’t had a semi all this time. But when she hooked her leg over my ass, I rubbed myself against her, making her groan.
“This is a bad idea.”
“The fire will keep us warm,” I whispered back, kissing her neck as my hands roamed under her shirt to cup her breast, kneading it and teasing the pert nipple.
“Until it dies out because we’re too busy fucking.”
“Trust me. We’ll be warm.” I kissed her neck, making her lids flutter as she purred in agreement. And then, she stopped arguing as her hands reached for my belt, undoing it with swiftness. My hands gripped the hem of her shirt, tugging it with every intention of lathering her breasts with my undivided attention.
Just as I shifted to enclose my lips around her pretty pink nipple, she pushed my jeans over my ass, freeing my cock.
Her hand closed around him, stroking slowly as she watched me nibble and suck until her nipples were rock hard between my ministrations and the cool evening air. Trailing kisses along the curve of her belly, she helped me push her jeans and panties down enough to give me a path to her core.
My tongue found her clit, circling the throbbing little button as her hips lifted, and she moaned in approval. Guiding my fingers to her seam, I slipped two digits inside and sunk into her, rubbing against the spot that made her gasp and coo. Her body writhed under me as I lapped at her, enjoying my feast as I licked and sucked her closer to the edge.
Her hand found my head, gripping the back of it as she forced me harder into her cunt, and my fingers moved more feverishly as she started to come.
My cock throbbed with need, pulsing against her thigh and longing to be buried deep inside of her, but I carried on, pushing her further until she had no voice left to cry out with. As she finished, the only sound around us was her panting as she patted the back of my head.
“My hero.”
dakota
My soul feltlike it was floating ten feet above me, unable to come back down and connect with my still tingling and shaking body after Deacon ate me out to heaven and back.
He pulled his mouth and fingers from me, shifting along my body to plant kisses on my belly, breasts, and neck. Then, he leaned in and kissed me again, even with the aftershocks carrying on, making me feel dazed and confused.
He caught on that I was shaken as he chuckled.