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some.’
    ‘Tell me.’
    ‘We’d need to be discreet,’ he rumbled. ‘This doesn’t involve the boy. And no promises. No place in each other’s lives at all. No one gets hurt. Just sex.’
    ‘That’s a restrictive set of rules you’ve got there. I can see plenty of room for hurt.’ But her fingers found the pucker of his nipple and she ran her nail over it, wanted her mouth on it. He made a little sound; involuntary, she thought and utterly sexy. ‘The sex would have to be amazing.’
    ‘I know,’ he said, and bent his head and grazed the tender cord of her neck with his teeth, and now it was her turn to whimper as she lifted his T-shirt higher and then all of a sudden he pulled away and the shirt was on the ground and his hands were on the ute on either side of her and his lips were tracing a not so lingering path towards her ear, her cheek, and finally her lips.
    Motionless again, as his lips brushed hers. Time stopped as she opened her mouth just a little and tasted salt on her tongue. And then he groaned and deepened the kiss so perfectly and so fast that all she could do was slide her arms around his neck and hold on.
    Not a bruising, biting kiss. Not tentative or teasing either.
    Perfect.
    Things got a little rushed after that, what with the removal of her shirt and the unbuckling of his belt.
    ‘Stop me,’ he whispered at one point.
    But, ‘Stop yourself,’ she whispered back and he didn’t, and he had a swag in the back of the truck and he got it out and unbuckled it and with a flick rolled it out onto the ground and dragged her down onto it.
    ‘How good did you say the sex would have to be?’ he muttered as he rolled her onto her back and slid her shorts and panties from her body.
    ‘Incandescent.’
    At which point he got this look in his eye and put his shoulders to her thighs and his stomach to the swag beneath them and set his mouth to her centre. Not bruising, biting or tentative, but definitely abandoned and altogether perfect.
    Dear heaven the man could eat.
    It took him two minutes, possibly less, before Billie began convulsing around him, pushing up into his mouth as she rode out her pleasure on his mouth, her eyes closed against the glare of the sun.
    Billie lay boneless after that, with the sun on her skin and spots behind her eyes as he pulled away, and then he was back and there were condoms and Adam asking her if she’d had enough, but she hadn’t had him yet, and he certainly had more to give.
Plenty
more to give, and he slid into her slowly and sought her mouth again while he did so. His taste and hers, and she loved it, his body completely at her service and she loved that too.
    ‘So tight,’ he whispered when at last he could go no further.
    So full, thought Billie with what was left of her brain. She wanted slow and languid from him. She wanted hard and rough and reckless with her mouth on his skin and her body bowed skywards and he knew… somehow he knew without asking and he gave her both and then rolled onto his back still buried deep inside her and set his thumb to her clitoris.
    Not shy about the giving and taking of pleasure, not shy at all, and it freed her to have such a reckless, responsive lover, and oh, that thumb was as skilled as his mouth had been, only this time when her body began its climb towards orgasm, Billie reached back and stroked his balls and made sure Adam came too.
     
    The aftermath was awkward, what with the twitching and the trembling. There was clean up and the recovery of clothes, and more water from the cooler. There was sunshine and precious little conversation on the trip back to the cottage. Adam kept the engine running as he pulled up to her door.
    ‘So,’ he muttered, his hands firmly fixed on the steering wheel. ‘That seemed fairly…illuminating.’
    Indeed.
    ‘Want to do it again?’ He cleared his throat, stared straight ahead. ‘Not now, necessarily. Just… again. No strings attached. No need to mention it to your—anyone.