Wilderness Girl Page 11
She tightened her arms around him. “Not any more. Come see.”
Grabbing his hand, she led him to the table. “What do you think of this?”
She turned the laptop so he could see the screen. Moving behind her, his arms circled her waist, chin resting against her shoulder. “After someone buys one of your art pieces from the web site, it’ll go through its transaction, then this thank-you screen pops up.”
His embrace tightened, and he moved his hands across her hips. “Cool, my name is shaped with different objects. Like my art.”
She relaxed into him, his warmth heating her in all the right places. “Exactly. I could also make it into a logo, if you like. It could be the start of your branding.”
His mouth expanded into the smile she loved. “I don’t know how to thank you.”
“Sure you do.” Tilting her head and pouting her lips, she pointed to them.
He planted a kiss. “It amazes me how you think of this stuff.”
Easy. By adding a T before Hank and an S after.
“It’s perfect.” He turned her toward him. “I think you deserve more appreciation than one kiss.” He bent to scoop her in his arms and carried her to the bedroom.
The past month had been perfect. Each day, Dana awoke in his embrace, and fell asleep in his arms again, drifting away in a haze of happiness, always thinking thanks like a prayer of gratitude.
She clung to him, tingling in anticipation. As he set her down, she was also thankful for the drawstring pants he slid down her legs. His lips climbed her thighs, and his long tongue probed between. She clutched his hair and his tongue flicked in and out, teasing until she shuddered and collapsed against the bed.
With a low chuckle, he nestled atop her. “Are you ready for more gratitude?”
“Oh, yes.” She drew him close, unzipped his jeans and pushed them away. She loved that there were no more layers to his clothes. Her hand closed around his thick shaft. He groaned and guided the tip inside her. She also loved there were no more layers between them.
Rocking his hips, he swirled inside her as her fingers hurriedly finished their work. “Ready now?”
She gasped. “You’re such a tease. But I love it.” She thrust her hips against his.
“Oh, yeah. I love it too.” His low, breathy voice mixed with groans thrilled her.
Tremors overtook her, made her rock harder, taking him as deep as she could. No matter how many times they did this, the rush was intense.
He caught his breath, and tightened his grasp as his body shuddered. With a moan, he relaxed atop her. “Sorry. I couldn’t hold it.”
She giggled, grabbed his head and brought her mouth to his.
He rolled onto his side, holding her against him. “You’re incredible.”
Sliding her leg behind him, she kissed his nose. “You inspire me to be.”
He leaned his forehead against hers. “Oh hey, don’t forget. We need to wash the sleeping bag before next weekend. It’s supposed to be beautiful.”
And to think she’d tried to return the camping gear. “What will we do when it gets too cold to go camping?”
“We’re both creative people. We’ll think of something.” His erection twitched between her legs.
She giggled. “I think we already have.” She twined her legs around his waist as inspiration arose.
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Cate Masters has made beautiful central Pennsylvania her home, but will always be a Jersey girl at heart. A lover of all great writing, she aspires to entertain and enthrall with her own stories. Most days, she can be found in her lair, concocting a magical brew of fantasy/paranormal, contemporary and historical stories with her cat, Chairman Maiow, and dog Lily as company. Look for her at http://catemasters.blogspot.com, Facebook, Goodreads, and in strange nooks and far-flung corners of the web.
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