The first kiss between us had been electric. This kiss was different in the best way imaginable. My skin itched to feel the rough of his beard against it as he kissed me. I needed more of him. It was no longer an experiment. It was heated, passionate, and lust-filled. In this moment I wanted nothing more than to bury myself so deep in him that I’d never be able to free myself from his love. I was skating on a high, living a dream I’d only ever dreamt when I was young and I wanted it to be permanently etched in my brain. I wanted his touch to burn a brand onto my body, so I could look at it forever and know I was his and he was mine.
Things this good didn’t happen to me. I’d been lucky to get away from the evil that surrounded my life before I came home to Moonshine Springs. Before I came home to him. I didn’t know that was the plan when I first came home, but my eyes were now open. Beau was right. Fate had a way of pulling us together and after tonight there would be no going back to the way things were. I was wasted on him. Drunk on love. All in. Written in the sand, the damn stars, and the rest of our lives.
“One final chance to say no, Cass. If we go into my bedroom, there’s no turning back.”
I smiled up at him, “I’m all in.”
“God, I love you, woman. You have no idea how damn much. Now… I want to make love to you how I’ve been dreaming about for years.”
He picked me up behind the knees and carried me upstairs with him. I put my hand down to cover my backside but then realized it was just Beau and I. No one else was home. He walked through his door and straight to his king-size bed. He laid me down gently.
“God, you’re beautiful and you’re all mine now. Some days I still can’t believe that you came back to me.”
“Beau?”
“Yeah?”
“Stop talking and kiss me.”
He smiled, leaning in to press his lips against mine. I felt his tongue against the seam of my mouth, begging permission to enter and I opened.
The moment her lips touched mine a spark of electricity shot right through me and my heart skipped a beat. I knew it wasn’t actually possible, but I still couldn’t believe this was finally happening. She wouldn’t have kissed me like that if she wasn’t all in. She’d even said the words to me. That kiss told me everything I needed to know.
She was cementing us, our love, what she felt for me at that exact moment in time. “Can I touch you?” I asked gently and she nodded. My hands found her flushed skin.
She melted into me like the silkiest of chocolate and I couldn’t help but consume it. Her body responded to my touch like it was attuned just to me. I drew my fingers over her breasts and her nipples peaked in response. I wanted to see their dusty pink coloring against my tanned hands. Hell, I wanted to rip every last shred of clothing off of her and devour her body like I was a man starved, but I knew I was going too fast, I needed to slow down for the both of us. I wanted this moment to last.
My hands kept on their journey to her promised land. Over her ribs, down her stomach, grazing over her hips and down her thighs. I let my hand slip under the hem of her dress and I waited, making sure that it was okay to continue. I wanted her, but I was also a gentleman so I wouldn’t rush things. When she reached down and pulled her dress up showing me her sexy as sin body, I knew that was her giving me permission to continue on my journey. I let my lips trail down her jawline, nibbling at her throat over where her heart beat furiously. I took one of her clothed breasts into my mouth and sucked. A moan escaped her lips and I knew I was doing something right.
I still wasn’t close enough though. I wanted skin to skin contact. My hands touched her soft skin. A combination of me and her tangled up in each other.
“Cass, this dress needs to go. I want to see you…”
She lifted up slightly so I could get her dress over her fine ass and slowly up her body, exposing her to me more and more as it went. I threw it behind me, not caring where it landed because the sight before me was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen in my lifetime. I reached over to pull her panties down her smooth legs while she helped remove her bra. I stared. Words wouldn’t form on my lips.
“Beau…” She said quietly and my eyes found hers, “Say something…”
I could tell she was nervous by the way her hand raised up as she tried to cover herself like she was ashamed of her body.
“You’re perfection, darlin’. You look amazing—radiant. Have I mentioned how much I love each and every one of your curves? Being home has been good to you.” My lips press to the hollow of her neck and I whispered, “Do not ever cover yourself up in front of me. If today is the only day I have to worship this work of art, then so be it. I want to look at every single dip and curve of your body
