Chapter Twelve

Oh. God.

The intensity of Daniel’s gaze washed over me like a giant wave of powder—the kind that could be amazing to ski through, or could choke you until you couldn’t breathe. Unnerved, I yanked his head down and plunged my tongue into his mouth.

He groaned, and like a switch flipped, his hands were all over me, gliding, teasing, pinching, pulling. Everywhere he touched, trails of goosebumps rose on my skin like tiny mountain ranges. His fingers slid under the hem of my shirt, pushing it up until cold air hit my nipples, followed by the heat of his palm.

He rocked his hips again and I pulled him in hard. White lights sparked behind my eyelids. I ran my hands down the firm muscles along his spine until I cupped the tight globes of his ass. I let my head fall back, giving in to the sensations.

His mouth found my neck, my collarbone. I scrabbled at the hem of his shirt, pulling it up, desperate for more bare skin, and traced the lines of his abs until they twitched and danced under my fingertips.

God, he was beautiful, and so responsive. Every touch made him moan—and made him take what he was doing to me to the next level. His hand replaced his cock, rubbing me through the thin layer of my long underwear while his mouth did wicked things to one nipple, then the other, and I tried not to lose my mind.

Daniel tugged at my waistband. “I think these are in the way.”

I swallowed down the shivering ball of excitement and trepidation lodged in my throat and reminded myself we were two adults who could control ourselves. And that I wanted this. Bad.

“Well, we can’t have that.” I lifted my hips and he shoved my long johns down, sucking on the sensitive, exposed skin in front of my hip. When his hot mouth covered my clit, I bucked and groaned.

Daniel sucked and licked and nibbled, and I’m pretty sure wrote the alphabet with his tongue. His little groans kept escaping around my flesh. Each one took me higher. I finally understood what it meant to be devoured.

He flicked my clit again. I bucked and clenched his head. “OhmyGod.”

Eyes bright, the tip of his tongue swirling around my hard bud, he lifted his head an inch. “Like that?”

“Mmmmmmmmnnnggghhhh.” I nodded, unable to manage real words.

“So glad.” He mumbled against my mound, the sound vibrating through me. “Because you taste better than my Eggs Daniel.”

My giggle was cut short by his fingers pressing at my opening. He sucked on my clit, pulling it into his mouth and flicking it with his tongue. His finger slid inside me and I lost all touch with reality. Became nothing but a mass of spasming, aching, vibrating cells shooting toward the stars.

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Her body arched and twitched, and noises that didn’t sound human came out of her throat and went straight to my balls. I added a second finger. She was so wet it slid right in. So sweet I couldn’t stop eating her if I wanted to. And no fucking way did I want to.

I ground my hips into our sleeping pads, mimicking the rhythm of my fingers sliding in and out. Pretending it was my dick inside her. I’d never fucked the floor before, but I couldn’t help it. I need a little relief. Or more sensation. Or both.

Eyes closed, her head tossed back and forth on her pillow. Her fingers dug into my scalp, turning me on like crazy. Proof I was driving her as wild as she was driving me.

I flicked my tongue a few more times, keeping up the pressure, then sucked and hooked my fingers against the rough spot inside her. Morgan screamed and bucked and another, bigger flood of moisture ran down my chin. It took everything I had to keep my mouth on her, my fingers in her, while she jerked and moaned. Worth it though when she came one more time.

She tugged at my hair. Pulled my face up. “God, please. Fuck me.”

I slid my fingers out and gripped her hips hard, struggling for self-control. “I like it when you call me God.”

“Ha. Ha. Not funny right now.”

“Yes, it is. And much as I want to, I’m not going fuck you. It’s not safe.”

“You’re a Boy Scout. Don’t you have a condom?”

“Of course I do. That’s not the point.”

Her hips wiggled under my hands. Encouraging me. “I’m okay with it—even if this is just a one-night stand.”

I stared into her eyes, trying to figure out where she was coming from. Trying to decide how I felt about the idea—aside from the fact I’d be breaking my promise. “What if I’m not?”

Her mouth opened and closed. Her eyebrows knit. “Good point.”

Shit. I didn’t want her stressing. Not after I’d just turned her boneless. “Then shut up and let me get back to what I was doing.” I slid two fingers into her again and pressed the flat of my tongue against her swollen clit.

“Stop.”

I lifted my head, but kept my moving fingers in and out of her. Fuck. She was so wet. So tight. Stopping was the last thing on my mind. “Why?”

“Because I can’t take it anymore.” Her fingers tugged on my hair, pulling me away from her beautiful, delectable pussy. “And because it’s my turn.”

“Oh, well when you put it that way…” I made my way up her body, and her hands moved to my shoulders, then my hips, yanking down my long underwear and tugging me forward until I straddled her tits. She slipped her arms under my legs and wrapped her hands around my ass cheeks.

My dick bobbed in front of her face, her warm breath making me tingle. A drop of pre-cum glistened in the firelight, and the tingling ran down to my balls. She ran her tongue around her lips and pulled my hips closer.

Lifting her head, she closed her eyes and wrapped her mouth around my cock.

Oh. Hell yeah.

I kept my wits together long enough to stuff an extra pillow under head. Then her moan vibrated through me, and she swirled her tongue around my shaft, and it was my turn to groan and buck. I was already so close to coming, and the sight of her, a half-smile on those beautiful lips with my cock sliding in and out between them. Damn.

“Keep that up, and I’m going to blow. Soon,” I ground out between clenched teeth.

She sucked harder. An electric sting shot through my tight balls and straight up my spine. My hands hit the sleeping pad above her head, and I tried not to fuck her mouth, but my hips twitched. She moaned and pulled my ass in harder until the head of my cock hit the back of her throat and she couldn’t take any more.

One of her hands came around and gripped my base nice and tight. Just how I liked it. The other slipped down my ass crack until her fingertips traced the line between my dick and balls. That was all she wrote. I exploded into her mouth, and she sucked and squeezed and pulled and I thought for sure I’d died and gone to heaven.

When she let go, I flopped over on my side of the sleeping pads, chest heaving, and reached out with one arm to drag her against me. Because six inches of space between us was six inches too many.

She smiled and licked her lips. “That, was amazing.”

My dick twitched. “That, is a hell of an understatement.”

“I take it you enjoyed it too?”

“Duh.” I laughed and pulled her in closer, until her leg splayed over mine and her head rested on my chest. “If I was smarter, we’d have been doing this all season.”

“At least we still have tomorrow morning. If we’re not too exhausted.”

“Babe, I’ll never be too exhausted to make love to you.”

“Easy to say when we won’t see each other again after tomorrow.”

“We could.”

A heavy pause hung between us. “What?”

“See each other again.”

She shook her head, her hair rubbing my chest. “No way. I don’t know where I’m going to be this summer. And you don’t do relationships, remember?” She put her chin on my chest and looked at me, eyes too bright. And not with post-orgasm glow.

I brushed the hair off her forehead. “And I told you I wasn’t okay with this being a one-nighter. Remember?”

She blinked slow a couple of times and swallowed. “Then it’s a good thing we have the morning.”