“You okay?”
“Yep. Fine,” he lied.
She took the drink and sipped delicately. “Oh, yum. I could so get used to this place.”#p#分页标题#e#
“Are you glad we came?”
“To Puerto Rico or to Cyrus and Nikki’s?”
“Both. Either.”
She tipped her head to the side and regarded him for a long moment before nodding. “Yeah, I am. When I get back home, I’m going to try to do things differently. You were right about regrets. I think I’m sick of missing out.”
“Are you?” He hadn’t meant the words to sound loaded, but there they were. Dripping with challenge, ripe with questions.
“Yes. From now on, I’m taking every opportunity to try new th—” She paused and her eyes went wide. “Wait, th-that’s not the same thing,” she said, but her voice was so low, he wasn’t sure whether she was trying to convince him or herself, so he stayed silent. “I want to. You have no idea how much I want to,” she added with a short laugh. “But there’d be something hanging over it. Something ugly. And after all the times I’ve thought of—” She took a gulp of mojito, then turned her bourbon-colored eyes on him. “How about a compromise? One kiss, here under the waterfall, so I can remember this exact place and moment of freedom with you. No regrets.”
His mind was racing faster than Usain Bolt at the Olympics. He was so caught up with the After all the times I’ve thought of part, he almost missed the invitation. Almost.
He plucked the drink from her fingers and set it on a flat rock, then took her hand. He didn’t speak as they made their way toward the waterfall, afraid to break the spell. When they reached the shelf of rocks beneath the rushing water, he turned and put his hands on her waist. “Ready?”
She nodded, her eyes wide, and he stepped under the spray, pulling her in with him. For a second, they were pummeled with a hard blast, but then it was gone, and they were behind the wall of water, tucked into the hidden space behind the waterfall.
In spite of her obvious nerves, she stepped closer, bridging the gap between them until they touched. “This is for watching my fights and rooting for me,” he murmured, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead. “And this is for being brave and accepting my dare.” He pressed a second kiss on the tip of her nose. “And this is for dumping that dickhead Marty.” The next kiss landed on the corner of her mouth, and she parted her lips on a sigh. His heart hammered so loudly, he wondered if she heard it.
“And this one? This one is because I want you so bad, it’s making me question my sanity.” He tipped his head low as blood rushed to his ears, the grind of need demanding that he slant his mouth over hers and take and take and take. But when his lips touched hers, he was consumed by an even stronger desire to sip and nip and taste. He traced her plump bottom lip with the tip of his tongue, then sank his teeth softly into the tender flesh.
“Oh, my,” she whispered.
He breathed in her gasp and smiled against her mouth. “Oh your what?”
“That’s nice.” She shimmied closer to him, wedging herself between the V of his thighs, smashing her soft breasts against his chest. “Again,” she demanded.
He groaned and dove in for more. She wrapped her slim arms around his waist and clung to him, sliding her tongue against his, whimpering low in her throat. She sucked at his bottom lip, each pull of her mouth sending a pulse of pleasure through him. Her mouth was liquid fire, sweet and tart from the drink, and it took all of his will not to consume her. Take complete control of the kiss and more. So much more…
Only a kiss.
She nipped him then, sweeping her tongue over the sensitive flesh on the inside of his bottom lip. Her boldness sent blood rushing to his cock and he tipped his hips closer, trying to ease the ache. She responded with a moan of approval, grinding her pelvic bone against him in the most erotic of dances. Her breasts heaved against his chest, the softness beckoning him. He trailed his fingers from the soft curve of hip over the dip of her waist and traced her rib cage. The pulsing of her hips against him grew faster, harder as his thumb traced patterns right where her bra met skin.#p#分页标题#e#
“Please,” she murmured against his mouth.
Goddammit, this was only supposed to be a kiss, his conscience bellowed. But as he pulled back and saw the naked hunger on her face, he could no more deny her at that moment than he could sprout wings and fly away.
He held her gaze as he slipped his index finger beneath her bra strap and slid it slowly down her shoulder. The upper swell of her breast came into view, inch by glorious inch, until the wet fabric caught on her tight little nipple. His cock bucked against his boxers, and he groaned.