Conception (The Wellingtons #4) - Tessa Teevan Page 0,73

whip it over my head.

“Knox, what are you doing?”

I take her hand, hauling her up with me. Then I discard the rest of my wet clothes and put them in a pile on the ground. “What does it look like? I’m warming you up.”

Her lips quirk up when she glances at my crotch. I’m practically hard twenty-four-seven when it comes to her, so it’s no surprise I’m raring to go.

“Someone doesn’t appear to be so cold,” she teases before slowly backing away from me. She’s challenging me, as if she wants the chase, and fucking hell if I don’t want it, too.

“Consider me hot and bothered. Now, take off your shorts and get your ass over here.”

“Knox! We can’t have sex in a cave!” she protests.

I toss her a devilish grin. “Wanna bet?”

“I thought you swore off betting when Sam almost won a chance to drive your ’Bird?” she reminds me before dissolving into a fit of giggles.

I wince at the reminder, not nearly as amused as she is.

Enough talking.

With a muttered curse, I step towards her. She takes a step back. We play this cat-and-mouse game until her back’s against the cave entrance and her only choices are to go out into the rain and get wet or to come to me and become drenched.

With a squeal, she darts towards me. I catch her by placing my hands on her hips, and before she can protest, my lips crash down on hers. Hoping to drown out the storm, thoughts of her parents, and, hell, the rest of the world, I invade her mouth with my tongue, plunging in, colliding with hers, taking in the taste of her. She’s a delicacy I’m already far too addicted to.

Her wet hands slide up my chest, her thumb toying with hardened nipples. I shudder at her touch, groaning when her lips turn up into a grin. She wrenches her mouth away from mine, her breath coming in heaving gulps. Haughty, green eyes glance mischievously up at me from under wet lashes.

“Thought you weren’t cold,” she teases.

My hand slips around to the small of her back, pulling her into my ever-growing erection. “Not cold, babe. Fucking aroused.”

And then Amelia bursts into another fit of giggles and pushes against my chest, forcing me a step back. “Knox, men don’t say the word aroused,” she informs me.

Undeterred, I move forward, gliding my hands up her arms until they can rest on her shoulders and I can turn her around so her back is to my chest. I nip at her earlobe, tugging the flesh into mouth with suction, just like I’m aching to do to her clit. “No?” I ask before drawing my tongue along the shell of her ear while fiddling with the hem of her shirt. “What about enticed?”

She trembles. Fuck, what that sensation does to me.

I draw the soaked material up and over her head, tossing it to the side with a halfhearted thought of where it’ll land. One tiny yank of the bikini top strings bares her perfect breasts, which heave with each deep breath she takes. One glance down and I’m rock fucking hard. If there’s a better pair of tits in this world, I’ve never seen them.

“Knox,” she whispers, her hips squirming as one hand plays with each breast while the other trails down her flat belly to the button of her shorts. “Faster.”

I flip the button out of its hole and pause.

She squirms again. “Please.”

“Are you aroused, Amelia?”

She pushes her pert ass back against my cock as if that’s answer enough. It’s not.

“Tell me.”

Amelia, in her defiance, remains silent. I fucking love it.

My hand falls from her breasts, and though she tries to stop the whimper nearly as soon as she lets it out, the sound echoes in the cave around us. I circle her body until I’m in front of her, and since she won’t look at me, I take a moment to memorize the sight of her. Gorgeous, tan, bare breasts rising and falling in tandem with her breathing. A slim waist covered by denim shorts I can’t wait to slide down her legs. Tendrils escaping her braid from the rain and humidity, framing her beautiful face.

Kneeling before her, I hook my thumbs around two loops in her shorts so I can drag them down her legs along with her bikini bottoms and expose her pussy. Her scent invades my senses, and I have half a mind to stop this torture and fuck her right here and