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from me, but how to get it out of her? Sweet talk her? Kiss her? Order her to tell me? I reach for her when she looks like she's going to stand and push her to her back to lean over her. My fingers brush her waist and she squirms, then squeals when I do it again. I don’t even bother to hide a grin.
"Ticklish, baby?"
She tries to wriggle free but there is no way I'm letting her loose. Soon she's gasping between giggles, begging me to stop.
"It'll cost you," I tease her.
"What?" she half gasps, half laughs as my fingers skim her belly again. I'm having too much fun to stop now.
"The secret. The thing you'd quit your job for. Tell me, Honor," I cajole.
I want to make that happen for her, whatever it is. I want her to know she can count on me for everything and the sooner the better. She's serious again, thoughtful as she studies me. I wait her out.
"I make jewelry."
She says it fast like it embarrasses her or she expects me to consider it unimportant or trivial. Her insecurity surprises me. She always seems so sure and confidant to me.
"Do you want to make a business out of it?"
She gives me a rueful smile. "I don’t think it would be as much fun if it's how I had to support myself."
"You don’t have to worry about money," I say, a little exasperated that hasn’t sunk in yet.
She glares and shoves at my chest until I let her sit up. "What are you gonna do, Hunter? Pay my mortgage? Give me an allowance in exchange for my company?" she says sarcastically using air quotes. I'm so livid I understand the expression seeing red.
"You think I'd cheapen you like that?"
She stares back at me looking horrified. "God. I'm sorry, Hunter. Sometimes my mouth gets away from me. I know you mean well. I'm just on edge and you're trying to take over my life. Let's just forget it, okay?"
I can't, but unable to stomach the distress in her eyes, I drop it for now. There will be a better time and place, once we're home. Today and tomorrow I want to focus on showing her how much she means to me. That she can trust me to protect her, not just physically but emotionally too. I stand, take her hand, and urge her to her feet. She gives me a wicked grin and takes off towards the surf. Of course I have to follow her. She dives into a wave and comes up a few feet away from me but I close the distance quickly. I pull her into my arms and kiss her until we're both gasping for air.
"You're a bad influence, Hunter," she whispers. I try to deny that.
"Not for you."
"For me most of all," she disagrees with a tiny smile that makes my chest hurt.
"Never, baby." I brush a wet tendril of hair out of her face. "Let's go back to the house."
I need to be alone with her. Need to banish the fear and uncertainty from her eyes. She doesn’t say a word, just nods, and I lead the way. We stop on the sand just long enough to get our towels and flip-flops. Neither of speaks, not even when we enter the master bath to strip off our wet bathing suits. As soon as she's naked I pick her up and carry her to the bed. I'm taking things nice and slow this time.
Honor
There's something different in the way he's looking at me, touching me. I want to call it reverence and it shakes me. Have I grown accustomed to fast and out of control so quickly that I expect that to be the only thing he's capable of? That is so very short sighted of me.
He lays me gently on the bed and stretches out next to me. His hands are soft on my skin, his lips tender when they feather over my face, down my throat to my chest. He cups one breast and lowers his head, swirling his tongue around my nipple, getting it nice and wet before blowing a hot breath over it and repeating the process on my other breast.
This is a different kind of pleasure than I've experienced before. Most of the time I want a firm touch, an edge of pain. This is the opposite. Seduction, sweet, a side of him I never suspected existed. Intriguing and irresistible. I surrender my body to him. I know my heart is
"Ticklish, baby?"
She tries to wriggle free but there is no way I'm letting her loose. Soon she's gasping between giggles, begging me to stop.
"It'll cost you," I tease her.
"What?" she half gasps, half laughs as my fingers skim her belly again. I'm having too much fun to stop now.
"The secret. The thing you'd quit your job for. Tell me, Honor," I cajole.
I want to make that happen for her, whatever it is. I want her to know she can count on me for everything and the sooner the better. She's serious again, thoughtful as she studies me. I wait her out.
"I make jewelry."
She says it fast like it embarrasses her or she expects me to consider it unimportant or trivial. Her insecurity surprises me. She always seems so sure and confidant to me.
"Do you want to make a business out of it?"
She gives me a rueful smile. "I don’t think it would be as much fun if it's how I had to support myself."
"You don’t have to worry about money," I say, a little exasperated that hasn’t sunk in yet.
She glares and shoves at my chest until I let her sit up. "What are you gonna do, Hunter? Pay my mortgage? Give me an allowance in exchange for my company?" she says sarcastically using air quotes. I'm so livid I understand the expression seeing red.
"You think I'd cheapen you like that?"
She stares back at me looking horrified. "God. I'm sorry, Hunter. Sometimes my mouth gets away from me. I know you mean well. I'm just on edge and you're trying to take over my life. Let's just forget it, okay?"
I can't, but unable to stomach the distress in her eyes, I drop it for now. There will be a better time and place, once we're home. Today and tomorrow I want to focus on showing her how much she means to me. That she can trust me to protect her, not just physically but emotionally too. I stand, take her hand, and urge her to her feet. She gives me a wicked grin and takes off towards the surf. Of course I have to follow her. She dives into a wave and comes up a few feet away from me but I close the distance quickly. I pull her into my arms and kiss her until we're both gasping for air.
"You're a bad influence, Hunter," she whispers. I try to deny that.
"Not for you."
"For me most of all," she disagrees with a tiny smile that makes my chest hurt.
"Never, baby." I brush a wet tendril of hair out of her face. "Let's go back to the house."
I need to be alone with her. Need to banish the fear and uncertainty from her eyes. She doesn’t say a word, just nods, and I lead the way. We stop on the sand just long enough to get our towels and flip-flops. Neither of speaks, not even when we enter the master bath to strip off our wet bathing suits. As soon as she's naked I pick her up and carry her to the bed. I'm taking things nice and slow this time.
Honor
There's something different in the way he's looking at me, touching me. I want to call it reverence and it shakes me. Have I grown accustomed to fast and out of control so quickly that I expect that to be the only thing he's capable of? That is so very short sighted of me.
He lays me gently on the bed and stretches out next to me. His hands are soft on my skin, his lips tender when they feather over my face, down my throat to my chest. He cups one breast and lowers his head, swirling his tongue around my nipple, getting it nice and wet before blowing a hot breath over it and repeating the process on my other breast.
This is a different kind of pleasure than I've experienced before. Most of the time I want a firm touch, an edge of pain. This is the opposite. Seduction, sweet, a side of him I never suspected existed. Intriguing and irresistible. I surrender my body to him. I know my heart is
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