No One But You (Silver Springs #2)(70)

He’d been right that it wouldn’t take him more than a few minutes to reach climax, however. The pleasure was too intense to be able to hold off. As the tension built, he wished he could prolong the moment even as he couldn’t wait to reach that pinnacle. For a change, he was facing a good problem, the best kind of problem there was...

As he let himself go, he felt her hands in his hair, her mouth on his neck, and knew one time with her would never be enough. He’d barely finished, yet he wished he could do it all again. But he didn’t know how this would affect her, what she might be like tomorrow. He worried that she’d feel some remorse. As he’d said, they didn’t know each other all that well.

“We need a shower.” He was slumped over her, trying to catch his breath. He hadn’t had to put in a lot of work or effort; it was the level of excitement that had his heart racing. “I’ve done a lot of things in these fields, but I’ve never made love in the dirt,” he said as he eased his weight to the side.

“You should do it more often,” she said. “You’re good at it.”

That she could be so cavalier with that suggestion bothered him a little. She didn’t seem to care one way or another if she was his partner when that occurred. But after what she’d been through, he couldn’t blame her. He wouldn’t want to get into another relationship, either, not if someone like Sly was all he’d ever known.

After pecking her lips, he got up and gathered their clothes as well as the flashlight.

“Hey, some of those are mine,” she said when she understood that he wasn’t going to hand them back.

“But you can’t put them on or you’ll just have to take them off and wash them in the house,” he said. “We’ve been naked for the past fifteen minutes or more. We can last a bit longer. Come on!” Grabbing her hand, he helped her to her feet and together they ran for the house.

“You locked it?” he said when they reached the back door and couldn’t get in.

“I was afraid something had happened to you! I couldn’t leave Jayden vulnerable while I checked.”

“True. Where’s the key?”

“In the pockets of the sweats I was wearing.”

He had her hold the flashlight while he fumbled around with what he was carrying until he came up with it. “Whew! Good thing. Or we’d be banging on the door, hoping to wake a five-year-old so he could let us in.”

“If that were the case, we’d have to put on our clothes whether we were dirty or not,” she said.

They were both laughing at how funny it would be to get locked out while they were naked as they spilled into the house. Then Dawson dropped their clothes on the floor and pulled her into the bathroom.

“What are we doing?” Sadie asked.

“I told you. We’re going to take a shower,” he replied.

“Together?”

He turned on the water. “Why not? It’s no more intimate than what we just shared. And it’s still tonight, isn’t it?”

Her eyes twinkled with a mischievousness he hadn’t seen in them before. She was having a good time. So was he. “It is.”

As he tested the temperature, she stood back and looked him over.

“I don’t think I’ve ever been examined so closely,” he said.

“It was too dark outside to see you very well.”

“So you’re making up for it?”

“What can I say?” A playful smile curved her lips. “I’ve never seen a man who isn’t circumcised.”

“I’m glad I get to be the one to broaden your education.”

“You have a beautiful body.”

They’d given themselves until tomorrow to resume their usual roles. That meant he could kiss her. And he did. He lifted her chin and covered her mouth with his as he’d been dying to do since that night at her guesthouse when he’d forced himself to remain on the couch. He’d kissed her outside, too, but this was different, more meaningful because there was no sexual intention behind it—no immediate sexual intention, anyway.

When her arms went around his neck, and her naked body came up against his, he clasped her to him. That was a nice feeling, almost as good as sex itself, he thought.

“And did I tell you I like the way you touch me?” she asked, gazing up at him as he lifted his head.

He slid his hands down her back and over the rounded cheeks of her ass. “You’re going to have to give me another chance—whether it’s tonight or some other time.”

“Another chance to—”

“Make love to you,” he finished. “In a bed, when I don’t have to fear you’re uncomfortable, and when I’m not coming off eighteen months of celibacy, so I have the stamina to last.”

“You’re more frank than I expected,” she said with a laugh.

“We’re just being honest here, right?”

“We’re just being honest,” she agreed and kissed him as if she was testing out how it might feel to take the initiative.

“I’ve got an idea,” he said against her soft lips.

She seemed reluctant to pull away. “And that is...”

“After this, let’s go upstairs.”

“I think that was always the plan. We have to go to bed at some point.”