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  My heart thundered loudly. The vein in her neck pulsed at the same breakneck speed. I hugged her close, removing any distance between us. My fingers moved lazily across the soft skin of her arm. I palmed the back of her head and gazed deep into her eyes.

  “The truth is I’m in love with you.”

  Without waiting for her to process my proclamation, I kissed her lips lightly. A brief taste and another tease. Only long enough to show her I meant the words. They were as real as our kiss.

  Her eyes were big and unblinking as I pulled away. “In love. Not love me like a friend, but more.”

  “Yeah. A hell of a lot more,” I said, shifting, so she’d feel exactly how much I desired her. My erection pressed against her ass. “I want you.”

  Somehow her eyes got even larger and her breath hitched. “Oh. Is this something you say to all the girls to get them to sleep with you?” Her tone was playful and mocking.

  The possessive beast inside me was dying to claim her lips and dispel any misgivings she might have. “This isn’t a joke to me. I’ve never said these words to anyone. Only you. I’ve never felt this way about anyone. Only you.”

  “You love me.” She looked away. “Love is… nothing more than four letters men throw around to get laid. If we weren’t at a couple’s resort would you be saying this?”

  “Yes. I think you’re sexy, smart and we love the same things. You were the first girl I met who saw the grease under my nails and didn’t try to clean me up. From the very first conversation, you stole my heart. No one else ever stood a chance. Falling in love with you was inevitable. I’ve wanted to tell you for years.”

  “Years,” she repeated under her breath.

  “Arielle look at me,” I gripped her chin and waited until our eyes met. “Where we are doesn’t matter. I have always loved you. I probably shouldn’t have blurted it out like this, but I want to be your man. The only man who kisses your sweet lips. I want my name to be the one you scream when you come. I want you to fall head over heels for me just as I’ve fallen for you. That’s the truth about how I feel.”

  She nodded as a deep blush spread across her cheeks and down her neck. “What would the watered-down version have entailed?”

  I laughed. “Less talking and a lot more kissing.”

  “Oh.” She wet her lips and trailed her fingers over my pecks. “What now?”

  “That’s up to you.”

  “Is it possible for hearts to explode? Because mine might if you keep talking like this. Dean… if you’re playing games, I swear—”

  “It won’t explode and I’m not playing you. I fucking love you.”

  Her smile took my breath away. “Why wait so long to tell me?” She slapped my chest, removed her hands from my skin and I instantly tensed. Her body shifted like she was trying to get up.

  I grabbed her face, preventing her escape. My lips hovered close, breathing her in. “I’m telling you now. What are you going to do about it?”

  Instead of leaving as I feared, she smiled and straddled my legs. Her hands planted on my shoulders as her knees caged my legs. The heat from her pussy traveled through our swimsuits. She covered my mouth with hers and swallowed my declaration of love.

  Her actions told me everything I needed to know. She was mine.

  The kiss took on a life of its own. Her tongue curled around mine equal parts possessive and inquisitive. She might not have returned the three little words, but she handed me her heart. Her nails dug deep, marking me. She broke away sooner than I wanted. We both panted for air as I waited for her to make the next move. The ball was in her court.

  “You’re a great kisser. Must be all the practice you had before me.” She placed her finger over my mouth when I tried to speak. “It doesn’t bother me. You’re mine now,” she whispered, leaning closer and kissing along my jaw.

  I chuckled against her fingers and pulled them away. “No other woman makes me laugh and gets me like you,” I said, twirling her hair around my fist as her tongue licked below my ear and her body continued rubbing against mine.

  “Dean, I want you too.” Her hips rocked, and she rubbed herself against my cock, driving me insane.

  The deep roar that followed was involuntary. I moved my other hand down her spine and squeezed her ass. With every pump of her hips and slide of her tongue, I neared the edge of tearing her clothing off. My plans to move slowly were cast away with the tide.

  Pulling her head back, I licked down her neck. She arched her body, granting me better access as I kissed the swell of her breasts. She moaned as I nibbled on her skin. The saltiness made me thirsty for more. I released her hair, untied the strings at the base of her neck and pulled the loose fabric down with my teeth, exposing her supple breasts. She was so fucking beautiful. Her dark pink nipples were hard, and they pebbled in my mouth.

  “I need—”

  “More,” she finished for me. “Do you want to come as badly as I do?”

  “More. But, not like this.” I lifted her with me as I stood.

  Her arms tightened around my neck. “What are you doing?”

  “I’m going to taste your orgasm,” I said, tugging against the strings on her hips.

  A second later, her bottoms drifted to the floor. I felt her wetness against my stomach and wanted to rub her over every inch of my body. At some point I’d do exactly that, but not now.

  “You’re going to scream my name as you come all over my tongue.”

  She giggled as I lifted her higher, turned and gently placed her back on the couch. As I lowered to my knees, her thighs parted, giving me the first view of her shaved pussy. The puffy pink lips glistened with arousal. She was soaking wet for me. I draped her legs over my shoulders and inhaled her sweet musk. She smelled as good as she looked.

  My lips connected with her inner knee and she trembled. Her body was so responsive. Her breaths became more labored as I kissed my way along her thigh. The journey to her core wasn’t something I rushed even though she begged me to ease the ache. When I reached the apex, I lapped at the moisture on her outer folds. Using two fingers, I parted her and licked long and deep into her. Her nectar was every bit as sweet as I’d imagined.

  My growls matched her moans as I nipped and sucked on her clit. I inserted two fingers and twisted until I found her sweet spot. Her legs quivered as she neared the pinnacle. Arielle’s hands yanked on my short hair as she ground her pussy against my face and screamed my name over and over.

  “Dean… don’t stop!”

  I looked up in time to watch her face contort in ecstasy. Her eyes scrunched tight as her lips lifted in the sexiest smile I’d ever seen. Her entire body convulsed as I pumped my fingers and continued eating her out.

  She bathed my tongue with her release, and I drank her cream. Her legs clamped against my ears as she held my hand and face hostage. Part of me would have loved to stay on my knees and keep feasting, but I wanted to feel those walls shudder around my cock.

  Once her body relaxed, I kissed her clit, her mound, and worked my way up her body. Her breasts were too perfect to pass and not appreciate. I worked her nipples before capturing her mouth. She didn’t shy away. Arielle kissed me hard.

  “You have too much clothing on,” she wheezed. “I need to see you naked. Take me to bed.”

  “With pleasure,” I said, standing and carrying her towards the bedroom.

  The room doors flew open and three security guards rushed in. I halted mid-stride and turned so they wouldn’t see Arielle’s naked backside.

  “Get out,” we yelled in unison.

  “I’m sorry, but the guest paying for this room has canceled the reservation.” The closest guard said with a thick Spanish accent. “You will need to leave. Immediately.”

  The room was in Richard’s name. He’d told her she’d regret choosing me over him and this was his way of flexing his muscles. What a prick.

  “We’ll pay for the room,” I said. “I’ll call down with my credit card.”

  “T
his is not possible. You will be escorted off the property and banned from future visits. We could have you arrested for impersonating Mr. Wellington. He’s agreed not to press charges as long as you leave now.”

  I sighed and shook my head. “As you can see, you’ve interrupted us. I’m not leaving until she’s dressed and packed. You can call the police if you want,” I said as I carried Arielle to the bedroom and set her down.

  The tallest guard chuckled as he stepped closer, but I blocked his view and glared at him over my shoulder. His toothy grin rubbed me the wrong way.

  “Hurry up. We haven’t got all day.” He shoved me in the back.

  I didn’t budge. If he was trying to catch a glimpse of Arielle changing, he wasn’t getting it. “Back off,” I growled.

  “Dean, I’m so sorry,” she apologized like this was somehow her fault. She dressed in seconds and we had our bags stuffed and ready within minutes.

  Once we zipped our last bag, we were escorted out of the room. The guards walked us through the lobby. Two of the men showed us the door and didn’t follow as we left the building, but the tall one continued a few steps behind. His eyes were glued to Arielle’s ass. I didn’t like the way he was staring at her.

  “There’s no need to walk us off the property. We can find the way to the road on our own.”

  “I’m doing my job,” he replied, never taking his eyes off her. “And enjoying the view.”

  My fists clenched as he followed us down the long winding driveway. There was nothing but a long road with miles of forest on one side and more trees and beaches along the other. The closest resort was at least thirty minutes away and the city was even further.

  “End of the line. You can go,” Arielle said as we reached the main street.

  Instead of leaving us, he grabbed her butt. She screamed and my fist connected with his jaw. It happened in the blink of an eye. He dropped like a sack of potatoes and we ran down the road. We didn’t stop until we’d put a good mile between us.

  “That was insane,” she huffed and then laughed.

  The euphoria from earlier had vanished from her face. The rosy glow in her cheeks was gone, but I refused to let her get down about this. I hugged her tight and kissed the top of her head.

  “He had no right to touch you. Are you okay?”

  “I’m fine. Thanks for protecting me.”

  “Always,” I said as I checked my phone but there was no service.

  She did the same and tossed it back in her bag. “Now what?”

  “We can get a different hotel and finish what we started. Might not be as swanky, but I don’t care where I am as long as I have you.”

  “We have each other. And who needs a hotel?” She lifted her eyebrow seductively and tilted her head towards the beach.

  “Love the way you think,” I said, giving her ass a small slap before grabbing her bags.

  Her ex thought he was clever, but this minor hiccup wouldn’t keep us apart. Hand in hand, we took our first steps towards the ocean. And we took a giant leap forward in our relationship.

  Chapter 6

  ARIELLE

  The incident with the handsy guard was long forgotten as the rolling waves masked the grumbling from my stomach. It was tied in knots. Not because I was nervous about Dean. My thighs were still sticky from the explosive orgasm he’d given me. Never in my life had I come so hard. If those guards hadn’t interrupted, we’d be in bed naked and blissed-out. Instead, we lugged our bags through the sand, putting as much distance as possible between us and my ex.

  The fact that Richard had us thrown out weighed on my heart and twisted like a knife in my gut. He’d purposefully hurt me. That wasn’t love. I’m not sure he understood the meaning of the word.

  Dean understood. He loved me. All these years he’d kept quiet because he valued my happiness above his own. He’d never hurt me. I glanced at my bare-chested best friend and smiled. I already loved him as a friend. With every step, those feelings grew into more.

  If I was being honest with myself, I’d been falling for him all along. I knew I was in trouble the second he showed up at the airport with a smile that chipped away my sorrow and a hug so big I could get lost in his arms for weeks. The contact had sent an awakening jolt straight to my battered heart. When he said he was in love with me, I wanted to say it back. But it hadn’t felt like the right time.

  We’d walked far enough down the beach that we were nowhere near the resort and their guests. I glanced over my shoulder and the romantic haven had been reduced to nothing more than a spec in the distance. My dress was damp with sweat and my breaths were labored. I was exhausted, but a mixture of rage and lust kept me moving.

  Dean squeezed my hand. “Let’s stop here.”

  “I can keep going.” I adjusted my sunglasses even though the clouds had rolled in, covering the sun. “But I won’t argue.”

  A large tree had fallen over, providing a bench to sit on. He pulled me towards it in an alcove of trees and shade. I plopped down on the hard wood and dropped my backpack in the sand. My shoulders and feet ached. I crossed my ankle over my knee and removed my sandals as my stomach roared.

  “You must be starved.” He sat next to me and opened his bag. “I’m sure I’ve got something you can eat.”

  His brow furrowed as he searched for food. Staring at his profile, I couldn’t help but smile. He was gorgeous. The scruff on his chin was nearly the same length as the hair on his head. Those rough bristles had rubbed against my thighs as he’d licked my pussy. I shifted and straddled the log so I could face him fully.

  I eyed his lips and an image of him between my legs resurfaced. A rush of moisture headed south. I wanted to taste him. Make him come and scream my name. It had taken me months to feel sexually comfortable with my ex, but it was different with Dean. I already trusted him. I loved him and he loved me. This fueled my confidence.

  “I’m hungry, but I’m not sure you’ll find what I’m hungry for in that bag,” I said, removing my sunglasses and reaching for the ties on his shorts.

  One quick yank on the string and they opened. He covered my hands, slowing my progress. “You skipped breakfast and our lunch was interrupted. As much as I’d love to have your hands and your mouth on my cock, I don’t want you passing out.”

  I chuckled and ignored his protest, lowering the zipper. “I’ve seen a cock before. Doubt I’ll pass out from seeing yours,” I teased. “Though from the feel of it against my ass while we danced and when I sat on your lap, I’d guess you’re bigger than what I’m used to.”

  “Yeah,” he groaned as I reached inside and wrapped my fingers around his thick girth.

  His velvety heat greeted my palms, and he hardened. I pulled his long, perfect cock out and gaped at it. He was a lot bigger in every way. I covered his shaft with both hands and the head still poked through. A pearl of pre-cum glistened from the tip. I leaned over and licked it. He tasted good.

  “Mmm,” I moaned as I gobbled every drop. “Yum.”

  He hissed and dropped his bag when I circled my tongue around the head. His salty taught skin made me thirsty for more. My eyes met his as I bathed his crown with saliva. The moisture ran down his length, making it easier to stroke his cock.

  I had to open my mouth wide to fit him in. He collected my hair with his hand and watched me swallow the first few inches. His eyes were so blue, hypnotic and filled with lust.

  “You’re extremely sexy and your mouth is incredibly hot. Seeing your lips pressed against my cock is better than my fantasies.”

  He lifted his hips, feeding me more. He shuddered and roared as I opened my throat and drank him in. I squeezed him harder and rubbed him with earnest.

  “Fuck… don’t stop.”

  His sexy noises emboldened me to take more. My lips stretched around his smooth skin as he tickled my tonsils. I moved one hand inside his shorts and cupped his balls. I sucked and licked every rock-hard inch, learning what he liked. My hands moved faster as my mouth bobbed up and dow
n. I breathed through my nose and inhaled his manly aroma. Sucking him off made me unbelievably wet.

  The harder I sucked the shallower his breathing became. His body tensed and his cock seemed to grow even longer when I rubbed along his prostate gland. A few more deep throat plunges and he stilled.

  “Right there, Arielle. I’m coming,” he announced, pulling my hair and holding me against his cock.

  I watched his long eyelashes flutter against his cheek and his lips part as he let go. His cum splashed against my tongue and spilled down my throat. I swallowed and licked him clean before releasing him. He was still semi-hard. My core clenched imagining him inside me.

  “I like your cock,” I said, sitting upright.

  “My cock likes you too.” It waved in agreement, growing to its full length again. He gripped the base and gifted me with a slow and sexy lopsided grin. “Stand up and take your dress off. Show me how wet your panties are.”

  Without hesitation, I stood and pulled my dress over my head. My pink thong was soaked, practically transparent and stuck to my folds. I reached behind me and removed my bra. The light breeze touched my heated skin and my nipples puckered.

  “Damn you’re beautiful. I love you,” he said as he lazily stroked his erection. His muscles rippled and flexed with each movement. “Did you enjoy sucking my cock, Arielle?”

  “Yes. I enjoyed having your huge cock filling my mouth.”

  “I can tell. Your pussy is gushing for me. Come closer.” He crooked his finger and licked his lips.

  I stepped directly in front of him. Using his feet, he parted my legs. He grabbed my hip, pulled me inches from his face and inhaled. His low, deep moan caused another wave to flood my panties. My breath hitched as his hot breath caressed my inner thigh. I ran my fingers through his hair as he kissed and licked me through my underwear. He tore the fabric off with his teeth.

  “Make me come,” I pleaded, pulling his face closer.