Tell Me You Need Me (Search and Seduce #1)(36)

She’d given in to him, and deep down, a raw part of her heart was already at his mercy. But there was no way she’d admit it.

No, she needed to get out of this wet, increasingly real moment. Now.

But when she tried to pull away, he grabbed her arm and stopped her.

“Don’t look at me,” she said.

He cupped her chin and lifted her face. “Why?”

“I have makeup everywhere and I’m all muddy and—”

“And you’re still gorgeous.” He took her hand. “Stop running, Chloe. Let go so we can fall together.”

She didn’t know exactly what he meant, but he took her several yards away from the house and down a small hill as the rain pounded on their shoulders. When they reached the crest, he tugged her with him and slid down the muddy hill.

She screamed and laughed, and Gage was right there with her.

He rolled over to face her, covered in mud and grinning ear to ear. “See, dirty isn’t so bad.”

“Maybe you’re right.” She scooped up a big handful of mud and slapped it on his cheek.

“Oh, you’re going to pay for that, sweetheart.” He smeared mud on her thigh.

“Oh, it’s on now,” she said and leaped on him.

He hit his back on a thick patch of grass. She straddled him, but instead of searching for mud, she gripped his shirt and kissed him hard. The thick scent of rain and grass surrounded them. Her clothes were plastered to her body, and she wanted to peel them off and feel his skin.

The heat was too much to bear. It burned up every ounce of willpower she had. She wanted—needed—to feel him closer. Experience him again, because he was better than any roller coaster and gave her an incomparable adrenaline rush.

Gage caught on real quick and kissed her back. There in the sopping grass, she tugged on his shirt, and he hiked up her skirt. His hands slapped against her ass and flecks of water tickled her skin as he ground her body against his.

“Is this still reality or fantasy?” He pulled her bottom lip into his mouth.

“Both,” she murmured. She floated somewhere between the ground and sky, between emotions and lust. She couldn’t stop, and she didn’t want to—she needed him.

He ran his hands from her thighs, up her back, and then cupped her neck. He tilted her head and kissed her hard. Plunged deep to taste her, worked her lips with his powerful tongue. He relaxed further into the grass, grinding against her and sampling every inch of her mouth. His every muscle was straining and taut beneath her. The ridge of his hard cock pulsed between her legs while his biceps and abs flexed and cut out of his skin.

He was fighting something within himself. She sensed it. Felt it. As if content with having her stay right there with him, while also fighting the urge to push. But push for what? Push her for more? Or push her away?

She slowed her kiss, ready to ask if what she was reading from his body was right, but he didn’t let her get a fraction from his mouth before he yanked her back.

“Don’t move away from me. Not tonight.”

“What’s happening, Gage?” she asked. Because something was happening. With him. With her heart. With their relationship.

“I’ll have to leave at some point.”

“I know,” she whispered against his mouth. He had missions to go on. But he held her like maybe he’d come back. Like he’d just travel for work for a few days and that was it. Not the end of the world surely. Or maybe she was reading into his hold on her. Maybe she wanted him to stay more than she’d realized.

“You’re here now,” she offered.

“Yes, and this is where I want to be.”

That was all she needed to hear. Gage wanted to be here. With her. That was something, right?

Chloe nodded and found his mouth with hers once more. She wasted no time unfastening his pants. Keeping his hot kiss on her, he reached between their bodies, grabbed a condom from his pocket, and slid it on. She couldn’t wait any longer. She was starved for him, and he wanted her, too. Wanted her to stay.

“Gage,” she whispered. She moved her panties aside and surged down on him, hard and fast and dirty.

So dirty, and she loved every single second.

“Fuck, baby, yes,” he groaned. With one arm wrapped around her middle and fusing her to his body, the other reached up and yanked down the top of her dress. Cool rain pelted her sensitive breasts, hitting her nipples and beading them so hard she moaned.

“Don’t you dare stop.” He pulled her down even further on top of him until her breasts bobbed above his face. He latched on, sucking the entire peak into his mouth. She gripped the grass on either side of his head and bore down. Rocking back and forth in hard, distinct thrusts, keeping him deep while hitting every internal nerve.

“Stop?” She whipped her hips again. “I’m just getting started.”

He grinned and bit her nipple gently. She gasped—the sting of his teeth and the rain pelting her skin lit her up like a bolt of lightning hitting the ocean.

Her knees dug into the soft wet ground as she moved over him. She shifted her hips to take him deeper. Everything fell away when she ground down so hard the tiny bundle of nerves pressed against his pelvis and his cock rubbed that perfect spot inside.

“Oh God.” She whipped her hips again. “Oh yes, right there.”