tilted his head. “Yes, but I’m pretty sure all you gotta do is look in my eyes, and you’ll be able to read me. See exactly how I feel.” They bobbed in the water a little as he moved them side to side, never wanting to lose this moment. “Isn’t there some saying that a woman can tell how a man feels by looking in his eyes?”
“And how can a man tell how a woman feels?” Her lips tipped into a beautiful smile.
“There.” He nodded. “It’s all in your smile.”
“And what does my smile tell you?” she murmured as he continued to slowly move them in a circle, mesmerized by this enchanting woman.
“That you want me to kiss you.”
The crook of her lips and her playful, “Oh, do I?” had his pulse speeding up.
“You do,” he whispered, never having felt so nervous about a kiss in all his life.
She slid her hands up the back of his neck and into his hair as she sucked on her bottom lip like he’d wanted to do. “Then what are you—”
His mouth captured hers. Stole her words. Her breath. His breath, too.
Slowly and sensually. Close-mouthed. Soft kisses. A trace of her lip with his tongue. A war within his mind as he battled not to bruise her mouth with a crushing kiss given the fierce intensity with which he wanted to make love to her. To kiss every inch of her pale skin.
Her lips relaxed against his, but she let her eagerness for more passion show when her hands went to his shoulders, her nails gently biting into his skin. He accepted her invitation for “more” by releasing a growl from his throat and parting her mouth with his tongue.
A blazing trail of heat scorched through him when her tongue met his. His eyes were closed, but he’d swear the fireflies were lighting up all around him. The crickets chirped louder. The sounds of night embraced them in that moment.
With his knees slightly bent, he continued to hold on to her, keeping their shoulders above the water as they kissed.
Her walls were down for him. The undulating of her hips grinding against him beneath the water drew a soft mewl sound from her mouth.
“Mmmm,” she said on a sigh when their lips detached a minute later. “Please tell me whatever I feel pressing against me is your cock and not something that will bite me.”
Cock? That word made him wonder if she might talk dirtier in bed, and damn was he anxious to find out.
He nipped at her lip, teasing it between his teeth for a moment. “Not sure if bite is the right word for what’s going on down there.”
She lightly chuckled, and the sound had his heart exploding. “That’s it,” he said, mouth next to her ear. “Let go. Relax. I’ve got you.” When he found her eyes again, he didn’t expect to see them glossy.
“Why do I feel so safe in your arms? So protected even though I normally hate that?” Her voice was shaky this time.
“I don’t know.” He braced her even tighter, never wanting to let go. “But maybe we ought to find out?”
“And how do we do that?” Her hand went up his back and slid through his wet hair, her hunter green eyes riveted to his light green ones.
“Stick together for longer. Get to know each other more.” He angled his head. “Maybe kiss me again?”
Ana darted her pink tongue between her lusciously full lips, which had his cock jumping. The woman knew exactly what she was doing. A temptress. A smile played on her lips, and he leaned in to take possession of her sweet mouth again but grunted when his phone began ringing.
He growled out his frustration. “Impeccable timing.”
“It is becoming a habit for your team to interrupt us, but um, did you really set your colleague’s ringtone to Beyoncé’s Run the World?” She smiled.
“Harper set my ringtone to Beyoncé,” he corrected.
“Well, you better answer. Can’t keep them waiting.”
He waded through the water in the direction of the grass and perched her up onto the bank. She untangled her limbs from him, allowing her legs to rest on each side of his body, and if the barrier of her shorts were gone, he’d probably lose himself between her thighs.
“What are we doing?” Her back arched, her breasts lifting with the movement, as if she was as desperate for him to run his mouth on her flesh as he was.