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Don t you want to He nodded toward the bathroom.
Why? You re going to see all of me later. She knew her grin was wicked as she
shrugged out of her sleeves.
Her breathing increased as she saw Beau gulp. As Jamie started working the fly on
her jeans, she wondered if she would be able to control her libido long enough to get him
to the pool.
Her hands moved seductively over her hips as she slid the stiff material past her
thighs and knees to step out of them. She sauntered over to where Beau stood and ran her
hands on the inside of his shirt collar.
He dropped the bag.
Jamie undid the buttons on his emerald polo and moved to lift the shirt over his head.
He helped her when she paused. Breathe, girl. She hadn t anticipated her reaction to him.
She felt controlling and longed to touch his skin. Jamie didn t deny her want. She
feathered her fingers over his warm chest, watching as he shivered beneath her.
Are my hands cold? she asked
No. His voice wavered.
*
Beau couldn t take any more. He needed her right this instant, if only to appease his
raging desire to keep her from this outrageous flirtation.
He grabbed her around the waist and carried her to the bed. She let out a high-
pitched squeal when he tossed her down with enough momentum to make her bounce.
Beau liked the fact she wasn t some fragile miss he must handle with gentle care.
When she tried to get up, he pushed lightly down on her shoulders. Jamie complied.
Bless small favors. When he laid his arm possessively over her waist, she wriggled
beneath him. He pressed her hips to the mattress with his pelvis.
You can t tease someone and walk away. He trailed kisses along her neck. It s
not fair.
Beau cupped her round breasts in his hands, never freeing them from her white bra.
He moved his hands along her waist to her matching underwear. He blazed a path with
his tongue from her neck to her stomach.
When his mouth reached her navel, he circled his tongue around it and planted soft
kisses against her skin. He watched as her chest rose and fell fast. He heard her heavy
breathing. Good.
He ran his thumbs under the waistband of her panties.
I m taking these off.
Jamie merely nodded. Her blue-green eyes were glazed.
Beau grasped the elastic and pulled them in one quick motion past her long legs and
threw them over his shoulder. He looked back at Jamie. Her thighs parted under his
heated stare. She revealed a thatch of black hair and porcelain white thighs. He
tentatively reached his hand out to touch her softness.
Jamie moaned. The sound reverberated to his erection.
He crunched his fingers in her dark curls before dipping his thumb below. Her hips
arched toward him. With his free hand, he limited her movement, holding her to the bed.
Beau? She resisted.
Shhhh& He blew on the erect button peeking out. Beau watched as her fingers
clutched the sheets. He smiled.
He massaged her clit until he thought she might release, and then he moved to
capture the small nub between his lips, tickling the tight flesh with his tongue. He delved
his tongue lower between her damp folds, parting her with his rough digits. He massaged
her outer lips with his fingers and plunged his tongue into her sweet cavern. She tasted
warm.
Jamie parted her thighs wide, granting him full access to her treasures. Her hot
pinkness was slick with saliva and her own juices. It was a hard invitation to refuse.
Beau ran his knuckles over her sheath, teasing the sensitive flesh before dipping two
fingers in. He coated them before pulling them out and sampling her sweet cream.
She moaned and begged, More&
Beau thrust his fingers back in, plunging them in and out of her damp heat. She
quivered around his fingers as her flesh began to crave more.
Jamie leaned up; grabbing his wrist she began to rhythmically hump his hand. Her
breasts were still contained, but the nipples pebbled up beneath the sheer cotton. Sweat
beaded along her brow, and she panted his name as he felt her pussy draw his fingers
deeper. Beau & Beau&
She was close. Beau leaned into kiss her when she moved her hands to clutch at his
shoulders, then he pulled his hand away from her hot core.
Jamie whimpered in his mouth.
It s not nice to tease, he said before rising up, grabbing his bag and heading to the
bathroom. The look on her face, one of bewilderment and settling of scores, was so worth
walking away. He would have Jamie, but on his own terms, even if he required a cold
shower tonight.
Chapter Seven
The bastard! Jamie was hot and bothered, and he d just walked away. True, she d
teased him and thought she was in control until Beau proved her wrong.
She wondered what possessed her to take both of them to the edge without plunging
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