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  He has no idea.

  “You’re also the first woman to drive me crazy with your sexy body.” He grins.

  What the hell? I playfully shove him, feeling his firm body beneath my fingertips.

  He’s quick and grabs my hands in his, his laughter dying as he strokes my face with one hand. “Holly, I won’t lie, I want you beneath me so bad it hurts at times, but it’s more than that. So much more. I feel like the more I’m around you, I want just that with you—more.” Cupping my face now with both hands, he pulls me closer. “I can’t describe it any better than that. You make me see more when I’m with you.”

  He nuzzles his nose with mine. It’s so slight, yet his words and the way he touches me has my stomach fluttering and heart racing.

  “I also really like kissing you.” His lips are only a breath away from mine. “And someday, I hope to learn how you scream my name.”

  Opening my mouth to respond, my breath is taken from me as he crushes his lips to mine.

  Sinking into the kiss, I grab his shirt, needing him closer to me. I don’t want to fight this anymore. I don’t want to push him away. I want him. I always have. I’m tired of coming up with reasons we shouldn’t be together.

  I moan into his mouth as our tongues explore each other, and his hand runs down my arm as I tug his shirt out of his pants so I can feel his skin.

  He pulls back and makes quick work of the buttons on his shirt, just enough so he can tug it over his head. I’m right there with him, taking mine off. The moment it’s off, I push him so I can straddle him.

  The sun is slowly sinking in the west, with brilliant oranges and yellows filling the sky. We miss the beauty Mother Nature is showing us, consumed with one another.

  Gasping as he sucks my nipple through my lacy bra, his hot mouth clamping down on my sensitive bud causes a moan to erupt from my lips. My hands are lost in his mass of hair, tugging him closer. His mouth leaves a trail of hot kisses up my neck while his hands are busy caressing my breasts.

  “Holly, you are fucking gorgeous. You feel so good,” he growls in between kisses.

  Pulling down the cup of my bra, he circles my nipple with his fingers. I’m so worked up I know I must be soaking through my jeans, probably his too. His arousal between us is hard, and I can’t keep my body from grinding against him.

  “Chase, touch me more. More,” I beg.

  “Fuck. You make me so goddamn hard.” He thrusts up toward me as I grind into him, our mouths finding each other again.

  His hands ghost along my back, unclasping my bra and pulling down the straps before throwing it aside. My hands can’t get enough of him, exploring his hard, sculpted muscles.

  This is what this man does to me. I need him. I need more of him.

  Grasping the button on my jeans, I barely get it undone when his hand pulls the zipper down. It’s like he knows what I want, but still he asks with his eyes.

  Biting my lip, I nod before kissing him.

  He pulls my pants down as far as they can go in this position. His hands find purchase, gripping my ass and squeezing.

  “Touch me,” I beg.

  He grins into my neck. “I am touching you, baby.”

  Frustrated at him for teasing me, I hiss, “Touch me, Chase! I need you to touch me.”

  I hate that I’m panting, begging him to touch me.

  In unison he sucks hard on one of my nipples while sweeping my panties to the side and sliding a finger along my slit. “Shit. You’re fucking soaked.” He continues to slowly stroke me. “Is it because of me?”

  Is he kidding me right now? Who else am I half-naked with right now?

  “Tell me this is for me. Tell me thoughts of me touching you has you dripping wet,” he demands.

  Frustrated, I pant out, “Yes!”

  He plunges a finger deep inside me before I can finish, spreading pleasure through my core, and soon I’m chanting, “Yes, yes, yes.”

  He rotates his finger and strokes my walls in just the right rhythm to have me ready to explode. Then he adds his thumb to my clit. I have to grab his shoulders tightly to hold myself up while he works his magic on me. He’s kissing and sucking my breast in between telling me how beautiful I am and how he loves how wet I am for him.

  He makes me feel beautiful the way he worships my body.

  I’m close, so close. “Right there, don’t stop,” I pant, holding on to his hair.

  The sun has sunk below the horizon, and the stars are starting to be seen in the east.

  My orgasm is right there, waiting for me to fall off the edge.

  “I want to feel you come for me, Princess.”

  At his deep voice vibrating through the air, I come. My walls clamp down on his fingers while he continues his stimulation, making my orgasm last and last.

  Collapsing against his chest, I open my eyes to find his. “Fucking beautiful,” he whispers before finding my lips again.

  This kiss is slower. Deeper. His fingers are still inside me, slowly moving.

  I break the kiss and say, “Your turn.”

  I want his cock in my mouth, in my hands, inside me. I want more of him.

  Slowly, he removes his fingers, sticking them in his mouth to suck them clean.

  So. Fucking. Hot.

  “I want your legs wrapped around my head while I lick you to orgasm so I can drink your cum as you scream.”

  I push him down, smiling. “Soon, but not before I taste you.”

  Grabbing his belt to undo his pants, I hear him grunt, “Shit.”

  Anticipation is killing me as I pull his zipper down, but I stop suddenly when I hear a car door slam and then voices.

  “Crap, it’s Charlie and Lee. They come down here to fish sometimes at night,” Chase says, trying to zip his pants back up over his erection.

  I’m practically naked in Chase’s lap. What the hell was I thinking letting this happen out in the open?

  I reach for my clothes at the same time Chase reaches for them, and I lose my balance. He grabs for me, but it’s too late.

  I roll off the dock and hit the cool water in the most ungraceful belly flop. Gasping in shock, I suck in water through my nose and mouth, splashing around till I hit the surface coughing and sputtering.

  “Holly! Holly! Are you okay?” Chase calls to me.

  I can’t respond because I’m coughing up water, but I’m sure he can hear me hacking while I try to find the bottom to stand. There’s splashing coming toward me, and I know it’s Chase.

  One minute the dusk of the sun was still giving us plenty of light, the next it’s pitch-black.

  Okay, we may have been busy for a few minutes in between, but it is dark out now.

  I’m still coughing up river water when Chase’s warm hands find me and pull me closer to him. “Are you okay?”

  “Hey, Chase, is that you?” I hear Charlie call out, right before we’re hit with a blinding spotlight.

  “Oh shit! Ah we didn’t mean to interrupt anything, you guys.”

  Chase has me wrapped in a hug so quick, I forget I’m naked from the waist up.

  “Get that damn light off of us,” Chase yells.

  “Keep it on them—her top’s off,” I hear Lee tell Charlie.

  “Now why do you wanna go and be a perve like that, you idiot? Of course her top’s off. They’re skinny-dipping,” Charlie says.

  “They gotta come out for their clothes sometime,” Lee chuckles.

  “Oh god, this is so humiliating,” I whisper into Chase’s chest, trying to be as small as I can.

  “I got you, Princess. Hold on. I’m not about to let anyone see those tits of yours except me.” His hands tighten around my back. “Sink down in the water so you’re covered, and I’ll go grab our clothes.”

  “Those assholes won’t take the damn light off us,” I hiss, looking up at him. That was a mistake—seeing his possessive side bask in the bright light has my mouth watering to kiss him. It’s kind of a turn-on even in our predicament.

 
“Just dip down in the water and hold on for a few minutes. Do not turn around,” he says in a firm but reassuring voice.

  I do as he says and dip down so only my head is sticking out of the water, while I shiver and hold my arms across my breasts.

  He quickly trudges toward the shore, where he pulls himself up on the side of the dock.

  “You guys are real assholes. You know it,” Chase scolds them as he gathers our clothes and boots.

  “How come your pants are still on if you’re skinny-dipping? You realize you’re doing it wrong, right?” Lee snickers.

  “Oh, but look, his pants are undone. He was just having a problem getting them off,” Charlie points out.

  “Fuck off, both of you. And turn the damn light off!” I hear the telltale sound of his zipper and belt buckle being put back together, reminding me my own pants are barely over my ass.

  “Hey, we’re just trying to help you guys out. You know, make sure you make it shore safely and all.”

  “Yeah, that’s right, we’re helping. Now could you help us out and make sure we see the goods?”

  Chase is cursing them both out above me on the dock, while I keep waiting for him to throw my shirt over the side. Instead he walks halfway down before jumping back in the water to trudge out to me.

  “I’m sorry. Here, put this on,” he says handing me his shirt. “Wait, come here. I’ll cover you up till your upper half is out of the water; that way when you put the shirt on, it will stay dry.”

  I do as he says, and we move together. “Fuck, I’m so sorry about this. I’ll get you warmed back up in no time,” he says, holding the shirt open so I can slide my arms in and wrap it around my breasts.

  This is what he does to me. He makes me reckless with wanting him.

  Once the shirt is on, we make it out of the water. Water drips off Chase’s body, and if we didn’t have an audience right now, I’d probably want to lick every drop off, he looks so good. But as it stands, I’m pissed as hell our night was interrupted and stalk toward the truck.

  He picks up the rest of our stuff from the end of the dock and holds out his hand to me while we make a walk of shame by the boys.

  “Come on, Princess. Hop on. I’ll carry you to the truck.” He leans down some so I can jump on his back.

  I laugh incredulously. “You have got to be kidding me.”

  “No. Now hurry up.” I can’t help but think how ridiculous this is, but I do it anyway, wrapping my arms around his neck when he grabs my legs.

  “Assholes,” he mutters toward the guys.

  “Thanks for the help, boys,” I call over my shoulder.

  “I’d be happy to help you anytime, Holly,” Lee yells back.

  “The fuck you will,” Chase growls.

  The guys break out laughing, and the sound fades the closer we get to the truck.

  “Here, let me get the door open. You don’t want to walk barefoot on the gravel,” he says, opening the door and throwing our boots in.

  In one swift motion, he swings me to the front of his chest. “God, I love having you in my arms.” He kisses me hard and quick before hoisting me up in the seat. “Turn the truck on and get the heat going. I’ll be right back.” He shuts the door and disappears.

  It isn’t too long before he returns, smiling.

  “What’s that for?”

  “I disconnected their battery. Fuckers are gonna have to walk home.” He laughs out.

  “No! You didn’t.”

  “Hell yes I did. They’re lucky I didn’t throw them in the water when they wouldn’t take the light off you. They deserve it.”

  There’s humor in his eyes that reflects off the interior lights of the dashboard. I’m suddenly warm again.

  Pulling onto the road back home, he presses my hand to his lips and kisses it. Each kiss breaks down my walls more and more.

  “Thanks for tonight. Well, besides the last part, it was the best first date I’ve ever been on,” he says.

  Every time he talks sweet with me, shivers erupt all over my body. He makes me feel so wanted.

  “It was the best first date, hands down, I’ve ever been on,” I admit to him.

  “Really?”

  I duck my head in shame, sorry I made the comment now. “Well, in high school, there was a guy I hung out with and we just made a decision we were dating. Then college...” I cringed at memories of wild drunken nights. “I... um. Really didn’t date.”

  “How come?”

  Taking a deep breath, I decide to tell him about Daniel. I look at my reflection in the window and take an unsteady breath to continue. “I started working at a bank right after college. That’s where I met Daniel, my ex. Fiancé.” I pause, not wanting to tell him the whole story.

  He clears his throat and asks, “So what happened that he is now your ex-fiancé?”

  I frown at the memory. “I walked in on him getting blown by my secretary. On her knees, with her skirt up over her hips, in his office, midorgasm. It was not pretty.”

  He squeezes my hand hard, and when I chance a glance at him, I can see he is clenching his teeth. “I’m sorry, Holly. To have someone you love and trusted do that to you... no one should have to go through that.”

  “That’s the weird part. I was humiliated and mad over it, but I don’t think I ever loved him. We were useful to each other. Being with me made his father happy. I was promoted, and I’m pretty sure it was because I was with him. And I also had a feeling of security in my future. I knew where it was heading. That’s not love though; it was convenience.”

  “Are you sure?”

  “Yes. I’ve had time to think back on everything. It was a short engagement, and I know it wasn’t love because I think I would feel more distraught over the whole thing. Instead I feel... free.” Glancing at him, I wonder if I should tell him the rest of the story—the reason why I’m here, why I had to come.

  When he puts the truck in park, I’m surprised to see we’re back at the ranch already. “You are the most beautiful, kind, sarcastic woman in the world. You telling me this helps me understand a little bit more. I also feel like a dick for pushing you this whole time. I’ve wanted to be with you since that first day. I want you. To date. To get to know you. To find out where this could go. You are not just a convenience to me.”

  Tears threaten to spill down my cheeks at his words. My heart doesn’t know what to do when he talks to me like that.

  “Come here, Princess.” He unbuckles my seat belt and pulls me to him, kissing my forehead and holding me tight. “That prick didn’t know what he had if he fucked it up by cheating. I want to kick his ass and shake his hand at the same time. He let you go so I could find you.”

  The tears run freely and silently down my cheeks. He has no idea what his words mean to me.

  He notices my tears and gently wipes them away. “Shit, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you cry.”

  I laugh at my stupid emotions. I can’t even speak, so I do the one thing I can do to ease his worry: I kiss him. I kiss him softly, letting him know it’s okay. That I’m okay. The kiss starts off slow, but the moment he takes over, I’m moaning into his mouth and climbing into his lap, working around the steering wheel.

  He chuckles into my mouth as his hands roam up under my shirt. “You look hot wearing my shirt,” he says, unbuttoning the front to expose my bare breasts to his eager mouth, his arousal growing beneath me. “You’re fucking perfect, Princess.”

  He leans in to suck hard on a nipple, causing me to arch backward just enough to hit the horn on the steering wheel.

  “Shit, do you think anyone heard that?” I say just as Linda is tapping the window with her knuckles, looking the other way. “Oh my god! She caught us!” I whisper shout, mortified, into Chase’s neck and try to cover back up.

  His bare chest vibrates below me with laughter. “Come on. Let’s go get scolded together.”

  I pull my shirt closed again and feel his erection still pressing into me.

  I open
the door and climb out ungracefully with Chase right behind me, who uses me as a shield to cover the tent in his pants.

  “Why the hell are you both dripping wet and look like a pair of drowned rats?” Linda barks at us.

  We can’t help it. We take one look at each other and burst out laughing.

  “Um, I fell in the water,” I offer.

  “I rescued her,” he chimes in.

  “And the reason he’s half-naked and you seem to be wearing his dry shirt? Damn it, girl, you don’t even have a bra on, dry humping in the front seat where everyone can see you inside by the fireplace,” she scolds, pointing to the lodge.

  Sure enough, a small group of guests are inside watching our little show. Oops.

  Chase pulls me against him where I can still feel his arousal against my back. Apparently Linda’s lashing isn’t turning him off. I twirl my wet hair in my fingers and bite my lip, trying to ignore the heat between us as Linda continues shaming us like teenagers.

  “Well, out with it. What is this? What am I looking at here?” She gestures to us.

  Crap. I wasn’t prepared to tell her anything yet. “Ummmmm...”

  “I took Holly on a date tonight. The ending hasn’t gone to plan. She really did fall in the river,” Chase explains.

  She eyes us back and forth, making me fidget even more.

  “Okay.”

  “Okay?” Chase and I repeat in unison.

  “What? You’re both adults. Good for you—just don’t do this shit in front of the guests again.” She pauses, then adds, “Or me. I don’t need to see you two groping each other up like horny teenagers. Nor do I need to see your twin peaks again.” She pointing at my breasts and tries not to laugh, causing us to giggle. “I mean it. I’m getting too old to reprimand children. Holly, you should go in through the back where the guests won’t get a look at your bouncing knockers. Good night, Chase.” She turns and leaves us alone.

  “Come on,” he says, pulling me along the side of the house out of everyone’s sight.

  “Well, she may not want another show, but next time I’m bringing popcorn. That was the best thing I’ve ever seen,” Beth says, coming out of the shadows and scaring us. She laughs. “And here I thought I was the youngest one here. You two are horrible. And I love it! I’m on my way out for the night. Holly, I expect to hear everything later.”