His Southern Temptation - By Robin Covington Page 0,50

dunked him under the water.

Sputtering, Lucky surfaced and came after her, splashing water and frightening every fish within a two-mile radius. Taylor tried to swim away from him, but he was fast and grabbed her ankle, dragging her back.

Screaming bloody murder.

Having the time of her life.

Like little children, they played in the water for a while. Lucky was bigger, but Taylor was faster, and many times she squirmed out of his grip and laughed in triumph at his look of surprise. She wasn’t laughing when he caught her and held her close, their bodies moving together just enough to keep them both on the edge. They floated around in the water, kissing, touching, enjoying the night and each other.

Wrapping his arms around her body, Lucky drew her in for a warm, wet kiss that curled her toes. Coming up for air, Taylor buried her face against his chest, pressing hot kisses along his smooth skin. He was beautiful, delicious.

Lucky pushed aside her hair and nuzzled the spot just behind her ear. “You make me so happy.” He pressed a kiss against her skin. “I will never need anyone like I need you.”

“Lucky,” she whispered.

He cupped her face, caressing her cheeks with his thumbs. “You’re so beautiful.”

Tears prickled at Taylor’s eyes and she blinked to hold them back. She knew that with every laugh, every kiss, every crazy surprise, Lucky had wormed his way into her heart and she’d let it happen. She’d wanted it to happen.

In spite of all of her bravado about having a “no strings attached” affair, she’d wanted to have more, to feel more, with Lucky.

Looking into his eyes, filled with desire, warmth, and affection, her heart leaped again at the knowledge that he felt the same way.

Lucky reached up, grabbed her hand, and pressed a kiss onto her palm. “For the first time in a long time, I’m right where I need to be. I don’t just want you here for tonight. I want you here with me all the time. I need you, Taylor.” His gaze caught her own in a stare of unapologetic need and desire. “I love you.”

It was the best and worst thing she’d ever heard. It was terrifying and thrilling to know that another person’s happiness relied on you. He leaned in and kissed her, his tongue thrusting inside her mouth with a brutal, possessive hunger she’d never felt from him before. For a split second, Taylor considered resisting, making one last attempt to save her heart. But when Lucky released her mouth and groaned, “Please, Taylor, let me in,” she knew she was powerless to deny his request.

He was already in. Lucky owned her heart, and she could deny him nothing.

Taylor wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled his lips back to hers. This time when he invaded her mouth, she opened for him and met him thrust for thrust. Her nails scraped his shoulders as she pressed her sex against his straining cock until he groaned into her mouth. His hands were everywhere—her back, her ass, her breasts—the slick water preventing the delicious friction they both craved.

With a frustrated growl, Lucky propelled them to the side of the lake and she gasped as he rose out of the water, exposing their nakedness to the open air. The world tilted, heaved, but her focus was on Lucky. Gently, he lowered her to the nest of blankets in the truck bed and climbed in after her.

“Lucky, what you said.” She couldn’t say the words; too many thoughts and emotions jangled around in her head to think straight. But right now she needed to believe it was possible for them. “The words. Make me feel them. Show me.”

“You want me to show you how much I love you?” Lucky leaned forward, water droplets cascading off his body and caressing her skin like his own touch. Taylor opened her legs in invitation, her body already slick with want and need. “I can do that.”

“I love to worship your body with my mouth. Taste your sweetness here”—he ran a hand along her thigh downward until he reached the apex—“and here most of all.”

His fingers stroked her, spreading her desire and drifting up to circle her clit. Taylor gasped, closing her eyes against the onslaught of pleasure, wave after wave that swelled until she thought she’d come apart.

Lucky shifted, his big body scooting back until his warm breath coasted across the sensitized skin.

“Oh God.” Taylor’s eyes shot open, looking down to find him between