The Lover
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e two steps backward until my back is pressed against the wall. His tongue laps at a little bead of sweat the air-condit
he eye. Sometime during the last few years, he started keeping the sides shaved and the top long enough to blow-dry into the perfect wa
e having? An earl
?" He bends at the wais
ha
ay? I wish you'd te
ine,"
robably does because, lately, my thoughts have been my own worst enemy. He
why did
e in the privacy of our own bedroom, Cannon probably would have touched me until I came apart beneath him. At least, I don
His expression is pained, maybe even a little confused, when he adds, "And...I d
too." I hate how he makes me feel like wanting him is wrong. That we're beyon
ith trying to deny how turned on he was. For a few
the floor. The hair tie comes out of my hair, and he massages my scalp with his fingertips.
eed, Piper. I'm sor
hing me," I tell him as a
he tear, just kisses it
per," he says
m afraid to shine a light on. Because, once I do, I don't know if Cannon will still be kissing away my tea
auses. Right away, I know he's mistaken my efforts this week. Wanting him has noth
if I'm ready yet, Piper. I wan
y, Cannon. I just ne
me ever comes, we'll discuss it again. But, right now, all I care about is us. Everything about Belize has been meant to bring us closer, to find our
a ba
a br
you, P
he slides my bikini bottoms down my legs
ur legs fo
e as they'll go. A low growl builds in his throat, and he can't get his swim trunks off quick
ence and tenderness that I ache for more friction. He stays buried
th, but he holds me still, his breathing alr
g, Piper,
ch time, a dance that's become as predictable and routine as the rest of my life. Every kis
stay. With my ass slightly off the bed, my hips tilted upward, and my thighs clenc
hat you wa
ven though I want it
est bounce. My nipples are so hard that all he'd have to do is f
around me, under
gripping him. Other than a few kisses on my lips every fe
Piper," he says thr
rock inside me, an