“Let go, Lizzie.” His seductive whisper slid over her neck and wound around her, pulling tight across her skin and making her feel like she might burst. “Let me hear my name come off your lips.”
He circled his thumb over her clit as he pushed his fingers in deeper. She rocked against his hand, writhing in pleasure as he took her breast in his mouth. Electric heat prickled up her limbs. She fisted her hands in the cushions as she lost all control, crying out his name over and over again as the climax tore through her. Her hips bucked off the couch as he sealed his lips over hers, swallowing her moans and pleas and whatever else was streaming from her lungs. Then his cheek was pressed to hers and his hot breath washed over her skin.
“You are so fucking hot, so damn gorgeous, when you come.” He kissed her again, softer this time, as she came down from the peak, aftershocks still rolling through her body. She breathed deeply, trying to calm the inner vixen he’d unleashed. Nothing would dissuade the storm of desire brewing inside her. He’d unearthed feelings she’d never felt before, and she wanted more, more, more.
She tried to blink away the lustful haze in her brain and reached for him, needing to kiss him again and wanting so much more.
“That was…incredible.” She closed her eyes, reveling in the sweet kisses he lavished over her cheeks, mouth, forehead, and neck. When she finally opened her eyes, the look in Blue’s was so caring that she had to close hers against the emotions she saw there, for fear of her own tumbling out.
He pressed another kiss to her lips. “Spend the day with me.”
She opened her eyes, reality creeping back in. This was her moment of decision. She knew she should end it here. Take what he’d given and go back to her secret life. But how could she do that when the man she’d wanted for so long was looking at her like she was truly all he ever wanted? She hadn’t counted on this, even though she’d known the dangers of allowing herself to go out with Blue. She hadn’t counted on feeling as if every moment sucked her deeper into him. Reality waited outside these cabin walls. Monday would bring the need to film her webcast. Tuesday, the commitment of editing…She stopped those thoughts by sealing them beneath a hard, painful swallow.
Reality, it turned out, was no match for her heart.
“Okay.”
***
BLUE COULD HARDLY believe his luck. After a year of asking Lizzie out, not only was he blessed with the most amazing night, but now he was given the gift of another day with her. And that’s how it felt, like a gift. How could an afternoon that had yet to come feel so special? He didn’t need to pick that apart, because he already knew the answer. He’d been falling for her every time he saw her. Falling harder every time she turned him down. He’d seen the way Lizzie looked at him, and he knew it took a strong woman to fight the attraction that had simmered between them for so long—and that strength was just one of the things he admired about her, even if he still didn’t understand why she’d fought it for such a long time.
“Okay? You’re not going to fight me on it? Or give me stipulations?”
“Only one,” she said, wrapping her arms around him. “I need to go home and shower.”
“Damn. I thought I’d convince you to shower with me.” He pressed his lips to hers again. He’d never get enough of her lips, and seeing them pinked up, swollen from their intense kisses, her skin flushed from the heat between them, made her even more alluring.
“If we get naked, we won’t be doing anything today but naked things.” She giggled, and he raised his brows.
“And that’s a problem because…?” He was teasing, but her eyes turned serious.
“Because, we’re not there yet.”
“Agreed. We are still partially dressed, but we could be there pretty quickly.”
She rolled her eyes.
“We moved too quickly. I’m sorry, Lizzie.” He reached for her shirt and bra and helped her dress.
“No, we didn’t. You’re so careful with me. I appreciate that. But it makes it easy to forget…”
He rose to his feet and brought her up against him. “Forget?” He searched her eyes, and she had an oh shit look in them that made his gut clench tight. “What is it? What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. It’s just easy to forget that my life is complicated.”
“You keep telling me that, but I just don’t see it. So you run a business? So do I.” He brushed her hair from her face and kissed her again. “Lizzie, we both have busy lives. So what? I love being with you, and you seem to enjoy being with me.”
“Too much. That’s the problem.” She was clutching his waist like she had last night. He could feel her desire in the firmness of her grip, which was in stark contrast to the worry in her eyes. He wished he knew why she was holding back. He didn’t want to just be with her. He wanted to know everything about her, to care for her, for her to be his and for him to be hers.