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Her fingers found his button fly and opened his jeans, pushing them down and finally off with her foot. She grasped him, all of him, running her hand up and down his smooth shaft, caressing the silky tip with her thumb. Carson let out a deep moan right before she lowered her head and took him completely in her mouth.

She really didn’t know what to do, but took cues from his moans as she sank deeper on him with her lips. She slid back up and down again at a slow rhythm, moistening all of him, savoring his salty taste, loving her first experience with this.

This being her first blow job.

Carson lifted his hips so he could slide a bit deeper in her mouth, and she started to move a little faster. He wound his hands in her hair, keeping her at the current pace, obviously liking the faster way she was skimming up and down him.

She moved one of her hands up his abs and chest to slowly graze his nipples while she continued to suck him below with her mouth.

Now she understood how it turned him on so much to pleasure her with his mouth. The sounds he was making, the way he kept pressing into her, the sight of his head falling back on the pillow in ecstasy had her so turned on, she was ready for anything.

Carson broke the moment. “Lila, oh God, you feel incredible, but I’m not going to last and I want you.”

He stilled her and pulled her back up his body, then met her mouth with his and kissed her passionately. He stroked his tongue against hers before flipping on top of her and pushing her thighs apart with his legs. She could feel how hard he was against her core.

Her body had a mind of its own and was straining toward him, begging him to dive inside. She was wet and more than ready. She felt his hand brush over her dripping core, and without pause, he entered her, filling and consuming her at once.

For the first time since they met, they were Lila and Carson with no secrets or barriers between them. She was certain this made it even better. They were suspended in time as one; her body ached for more every time he slid in and out of her.

He held her hip tightly, rubbing his thumb along her scar as though he was scrubbing the memory from her mind and replacing it with a happier one, as he went deeper and deeper. She didn’t have to tell him what the scar was; she knew he knew. He was making it all go away with each time he drove inside her.

Lila squeezed his ass every time he landed in her depths, silently asking for him to not stop what he was doing. It was carnal, passionate, and beautiful all at the same time.

They devoured each other, and Lila felt her orgasm tunneling through her veins, seeping out from her bones, and igniting her soul. She couldn’t hold the force of it back, and when he gave her a long, soulful thrust, she came with Carson’s name on her tongue.

He shuddered inside her as she rode out the last waves of her climax, shivering all around him, reveling in hearing her name from his mouth. Her real name, all hoarse and gravelly, deep from his throat while he was planted inside her, surrounded by infinite pleasure and a feeling she’d never felt before.

“I love you, Carson.”

The words slipped out all on their own, and Lila realized that was the feeling she was experiencing so deliciously. Love. Love without strings or demands. Unadulterated love. She said and meant it, and had to believe Carson wasn’t lying when he told her earlier.

He whispered sweet words of love to her, and then proceeded to spend the next few hours showing her how he felt.



SPENDING THE entire day and night in bed, only getting up to answer the door for takeout, Lila didn’t see any of Philadelphia until twenty-four hours after arriving. She didn’t care. She was seeing all she wanted to see in Carson’s eyes.

Eventually, he did take a little time to show her around the city. She took in the architecture and history, met his friend Alex, who was somewhat like a brother and clearly important, but mostly enjoyed being alone with Carson at home with no pretense, making love, and exploring each other.

They even took a short ride on his bike. A short, painfully fast excursion where Lila lost herself in leaning into his muscular back, reveled in having her arms folded tightly around his waist, and thought if it weren’t so dangerous, motorcycle riding behind him wasn’t half bad.

After a few days, Carson made true on his promise to go to the Bahamas. Something he told Lila he planned to do without her when he finished the case that brought them together, but was going to be much better with her.

And it was so fabulous together. Just the two of them. After a week of indulging in each other on their veranda, in the sand with the ocean waves rolling in the background, and on the enormous bed in their cabana at an exclusive resort, Lila finally had to face going back to life and what that meant. She couldn’t stay in paradise forever.