Wicked Sexy(26)

“Could have fooled me.”

“I was worried about you, ” she clarified. “You could have been killed.”

“But I wasn’t.” He didn’t sound concerned.

Maybe that lack of concern was an occupational hazard, but she wasn’t about to give up here.

“Sometimes you have to let go.”

“No.” Real emotion came from his voice. “I don’t. I won’t.”

“Maybe this isn’t only about you.” She reached out a hand and held one of his. “How do you think I’d

feel, watching you get hurt, or worse, Daeg Ross? Did you think about that?”

“No.” His free hand cupped her jaw, tilted her head up toward his. “Are you saying you care?”





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“I DO CARE. But first, I want you to show me.” She licked her tongue over her bottom lip and Daeg

wanted to chase her, get his mouth on hers and have his way with her. “Let me see the rest of you.... Make sure that you’re okay.” She made a take-it-off gesture with her hands.

He’d do that, no problem. He hauled his T-shirt over his head, and then he went for the button at the

waistband of his jeans. “Halt right there, soldier. You need to come with me.” Dani smiled as she said the words, tugging him away from the motel’s main area into a secluded grove near the opposite side of the

property. He suddenly remembered that sex in public had been on her secret bucket list.

He had no idea how far Dani wanted to take this new game, but regardless, he was happy to oblige her.

Being with her was like nothing else he’d ever known. She was one of a kind.

Daeg laughed to himself. That morning he’d opted to go commando, which would make this indiscreet

show-and-tell even more interesting.

Dani just stood there before him, all long legs and bare skin, her eyes gleaming as if she knew

something good and he didn’t. Or maybe she knew exactly what his situation was under his jeans. He

looked down. Yeah. The thick erection was really obvious, thank you very much.

Her gaze held a sultry warmth, but he didn’t think that was due to the summer temperature. His

gorgeous, brown-eyed girl. One look from her and... The warmth growing inside him had nothing to do

with sex and everything to do with her. When he held her, when she wrapped her arms around him, he

knew where he belonged. Here. With Dani.

“I think we should consider doing it again.” She smiled, didn’t falter. “Have sex.”

“Absolutely.” He was totally on board with that idea.

“Because,” she said, sounding adorably serious, “once probably wasn’t enough to get you out of my

system.”

He wasn’t sure how he felt about being something that required purging—he was fairly certain she

didn’t realize just how unflattering her description was—but he wasn’t going to spoil the moment. Or halt her forward momentum, now that she’d decided to take him to bed.

“So.” She pursed her lips, clearly thinking something through, and he amused himself by wondering

what she would do if he told her he’d say yes to anything. “Anything wrong with right here?”

That was the final straw for him. Daeg strode up to her, slipped an arm around her back and eased her

down onto the soft, thick grass. He was worried he might have been too abrupt, but he didn’t hear any

protest. When he ran a hand up her arm, he enjoyed the goose bumps spreading beneath his touch. Yeah. It was just possible she liked this as much as he did.

“You’re so unpredictable,” he told her.

Dani smiled up at him. She was loving this and he loved her.

“I am?”

That was definitely laughter in her voice, and she wiggled an arm between them, using her fingers to

draw over the hard line of his erection.

He never figured he’d be taking notice of what a woman was wearing, but the corset-style top tied with

a thin ribbon crisscrossing over her breasts demanded his attention. His fingers itched to undo her as he slid a hand up her bare leg toward the edge of her cotton shorts. So many places to get started.

“Are you enjoying this so far?” he teased.

“Well,” she said, pressing closer and wrapping a leg around his hip so that his erection was cradled

between her thighs, “I guess that depends. On what my options are.”

His fingers flicked open the first bit of ribbon, revealing a pink, lacy bra. When he stroked the backs of his fingers along the edge, he almost brushed her nipple. She was exquisitely soft.

“I’ve got some ideas.”





DANI REACHED OUT to meet those strong, comforting arms coming around her. There was no better

way to spend an afternoon, and she could have stayed like this forever—lost in his embrace.

His small grunt of pleasure said he liked this, too; his eyes were wide and dancing as he rubbed lightly over what he’d bared. As if this little touch, skin to skin, was enough for him in this moment. Her lashes drifted closed as his hands traced her shoulders, sliding down her arms in an unhurried caress, as if he had all the time in the world, and even if he didn’t, this closeness, this intimacy, would be enough. Rick hadn’t been interested in closeness or intimacy, only in gratifying himself. She pushed the memories away. Rick wasn’t here. Daeg was.

Sweet, hot pleasure stoked her desire as he kissed her and placed his hand gently at the back of her

neck. They’d been at odds minutes ago. Now all she could think of were kisses. His kisses. She shouldn’t have started this, but she didn’t want to fight with him. Not when his tongue had caught hers in that

decadently carnal trap of him.

When he finally lifted his head and broke their kiss, she opened her eyes and met his warm gaze. He

smiled slowly, a sexy grin tugging at the corners of his lips. “There you are,” he said.

He seemed impossibly male. His expression was more primitive, more protective than any other she’d

ever seen, and she wanted him. Right here, where she could almost reach out and touch the ocean, where

anyone visiting Sweet Moon could see them.

His hands made short work of her clothes. One loop of ribbon at a time, he peeled the blouse away until she was gasping from the thrill. Each soft brush of his fingers fired up her desire even more. She had to have him naked, now. Her bra disappeared as quickly as the top, and then only her white thong remained, a narrow strip of lace and cotton the only barrier between him and where she wanted him.

He eased her back and moved to lie between her legs. One big hand teased the sensitive top of her inner thigh, while his other hand traced a naughty path along the curve of her stomach.

“Your skin is like silk.” He murmured the compliment against her belly. She wasn’t sure about the silk

part, but there was no mistaking the need in his eyes when he glanced up at her. She could feel the hard erection pressing against her core. He wanted her. He was looking at her and he wanted her. His hand traveled down from her hip to her thigh, moving inward.

“Beautiful,” he whispered harshly, and slowly he slipped her panties down. The scrap of fabric

disappeared somewhere, and she couldn’t bring herself to care because he was staring at her, that burning desire captured in his eyes.

She reveled in that gaze. He made her feel feminine and powerful, sure in her body for the first time in a long time. Her need for him to be inside her was almost more than she could control. She moaned as he

leaned closer. Nothing stood between her and him.

Finally, finally, he reached out, lightly stroking her sex. Yes. The heat pooling inside her surged again, making her cry out and shift restlessly for more of that knowing touch. One hand, curled around her thigh, tugged her closer until she was perfectly aligned with him.

“Let go,” he said. “I’ve got you.”

His intimate touch was pure bliss, and she relished every white-hot sensation that followed. Her heart

raced as Daeg caressed her slowly, thoroughly, and learned her every intimate need as he watched her face.

“Do you like this?” His fingers pressed lightly over her clit. She smiled ear to ear, and he smiled back.

He dropped kisses on her lips, her cheek, her neck. She never wanted this to end.

“Yes,” she replied.

The thick bed of grass was smooth underneath her, and fragrant, too. She tried to memorize every detail of this moment, store it away in her mind to be called on when she needed to remember something special in her life. The trees formed a canopy, filtering the rays of sunlight. There was no hiding anything from anyone out here. No one else should be by—the motel was closed for the week for repairs—but the

possibility existed. The erotic naughtiness was a sensual thrill. Someone could see. Could walk or drive up and spot the two of them making love.

She needed to have him inside her, deep inside her. “I want to be on top.”

“Okay,” he said, grinning down at her, sliding over so that she could sit up.

Now that she had him at her mercy, she, too, would take her time. There was no need to rush as she kissed her way down his body. That big, sun-bronzed body sprawled before her was a sight to enjoy, all

six-pack abs and hard muscle. She got her fingers underneath the waistband of his jeans, and his thick, smooth cock bumped against her hand. She teased him for as long as he could take it, enjoying the heavy breathing he was having to do to keep his control.