Total pages in book: 100
Estimated words: 96249 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 481(@200wpm)___ 385(@250wpm)___ 321(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 96249 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 481(@200wpm)___ 385(@250wpm)___ 321(@300wpm)
“You keep kissing me like that, I might start to think you like me, Trevor Monroe.”
“If you’re not sure about how I feel about you, I must be doing this wrong,” he says against my lips before taking them again.
He sure is doing this right. I’m starting to feel a pulse between my legs and butterflies have taken over my belly. I’ve never felt anything like this.
When he begins to pull away, I follow him, not wanting the kiss to end. He chuckles and kisses the tip of my nose. I pout as he pulls away out of my reach.
“Finish your ice cream, darlin’. There’s plenty of time for kissing later.”
I’m tempted to toss the ice cream aside. I crave his lips on mine. I love the way he claims me with his kisses. They are so addictive.
I finish the ice cream so fast that if it weren’t melting and already warm, I might have given myself brain freeze. When I’m done, I stare at Trevor as he rests back on his palms and holds his face up toward the sky.
His muscles are stretching the sleeves of his T-shirt. His strong thighs are pushing against the light blue jeans he has on. I smile as I note he’s taken his shoes off and he’s now barefoot.
My mind goes to my sister. I bet she’d be here just like this. Barefoot and basking in the sun. My heart warms. It really is like she’s with us.
I turn my attention back to Trev to tell him just that but stop in my tracks as he runs a hand through his hair before placing the hand over his heart. Such a simple gesture, I know, but it calls for my attention. He looks so relaxed.
I get an idea and move swiftly to bunch up my skirt and straddle his lap. He opens his eyes with a look of surprise on his face. I cup his strong jaw between my hands and press my lips to his.
He places his warm hands on my waist. Slowly, he moves them to my bare skin, exposed by my crop top. The kiss heats up as he deepens it.
I try my best not to grind against him as my body comes alive. I moan into his mouth when he begins to brush his thumbs against the undersides of my breasts. I shiver as he tightens his hold on me, his nails biting into my skin.
My desire for him peaks as he brushes his thumbs over my rock-hard nipples as if trying to rub the fabric away. I whimper and settle my hips down onto him with more pressure. That’s when I feel him harden in his jeans.
Trevor
I break the kiss before things can get any more carried away. I plan to take my time with Lynn, but if we keep this up, I might forget all that and rush us back to the hotel to finally claim her body as mine.
“Trev?”
Her voice sends fire through my veins. I have to place my forehead against her chin to take a moment to breathe and think. I swallow hard and move my hands to grip her waist.
“Hold on, darlin’, we need to slow down,” I murmur.
“Did I do something wrong?”
“No, not at all. You’re perfect.”
“Then what just happened?”
I pull back and look into her eyes. She scans my face as she looks confused. I brush a few braids behind her ear. I don’t think she has a clue how sexy she is.
“I’m assuming I’ll be your first.” She nods and bites down on her lower lip. “I want to make things special for you. I don’t want to rush.”
“We were just kissing,” she says innocently.
I clear my throat. If she thinks that was just kissing, I really need to slow this down. My jeans are painfully tight.
“My body says otherwise. Trust me, that was a lot more than kissing.”
“Oh,” she breathes.
Before either of us can say another word. Her alarm goes off. She climbs off my lap and sits beside me. I cup the side of her face.
“That’s our warning to head back.”
She ducks her head as if she’s embarrassed. I lean in and kiss her lips softly. When I pull back, she gives me a shy smile.
“What’s that look for?”
She shrugs. “I’m a little embarrassed.”
“Why?”
“I think I might have been doing too much. You’re my first, almost everything, Trev. I didn’t mean to make you—”
I take her lips in a searing kiss, cutting off her words. She has nothing to be embarrassed about. If her daddy knew about us, this whole situation might look a whole lot different.
I meant what I said the other night. I want to be that man who does things right. I already feel my love for Lynn growing deeper.
When we return home, I want her to remember this trip as our beginning. Years from now, when she’s swollen with our first child, I want her to be able to look back on this and say her man has always treated her with love and respect. I want to tell my sons and daughters the epic love story of us.