“You can make some toast, if you like.” She glanced up at him, a strained smile on her face.
“Sure.”
He dropped the bread into the toaster. She diced the vegetables and set them aside, dropped a dab of butter in a frying pan she’d brought with her, added the egg, sipped her coffee, and stirred the egg in the pan. The tension grew until he could almost feel it pressing against him.
“Look—”
She turned to him abruptly, urgency in her eyes. “Let’s not talk about it. Let’s not think about it. Let’s just enjoy it for what is, right now, in this moment. I don’t want to think about tomorrow.”
“Okay.” He reached out, wrapped his fingers around her wrist and pulled her to him. With his other hand he tilted her chin up, pressing a soft, gentle kiss on her lips. The toast popped, startling them both, breaking the moment. She laughed. It sounded almost natural.
They ate scrambled eggs on toast out on the little paved area in front of the sliding doors, keeping it light.
“You’ll have to bring Billy up.”
“Definitely. He’d love the lighthouse.”
He thought about it for a little while. “I could have a barbecue.”
“You don’t own a barbecue,” she teased.
“I’ll get one. Do you think Mikky and Rafe would come?”
“Yeah, definitely. John and Nora, too, if you like. Which of course means Callum. Then it would be weird not to invite Leah. After that, you may as well invite the whole town.”
He laughed. “I’ll start by ordering the barbecue.”
“Good plan.”
They finished breakfast and made quick work of cleaning the kitchen.
“I’d better get dressed.” Juniper moved out of the kitchen, heading towards the hallway.
William was right behind her though, wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her back against him, pressing hot kissesdown the side of her neck. “In a minute.” He spun her around, delighting in the fire that was already flaring in her eyes. He put his hands on her hips, pulling her hard against him, claiming her lips in a searing kiss. He walked her backwards until she was up against the lounge room wall, satisfied by her gasp of shock. She was returning his kiss with fervor, her tongue tangling with his, her fingers buried in his hair. “I’m taking option two.”
“Mm, excellent.” She reached up and pulled the towel from her hair, dropping it to the floor, wrapping her arms tight around his neck. He let the kiss spin out, hot and wet. He just needed to get his hands on her. Without breaking the kiss, he reached for the tie of her robe, untying it and pushing it open. He slid his hands up over her breasts, her nipples pebbling against his palms, her whimper of pleasure turning him on even more. He hungered for her and he wanted to know she felt the same. He wanted her drenched. He slid one hand down over her waist, down her hip, continuing down her thigh. He then pulled her leg up, hooking it over his hip, grinding his erection against her center. His shorts were the only thing that stopped him from entering her as she groaned with pleasure, pushing herself against him. He broke off the kiss, grazing his teeth along her jawline and down her neck. Then, in one smooth movement, he sank to his knees, shifting her leg so that it was draped over his shoulder. She was right there, open for him. He pressed hot, hungry kisses along the inside of her thigh, to her core.
“Oh, god,” she whispered as he ran his tongue over her. Her scent surrounded him. He felt drunk on the taste of her as he flicked his tongue against her clitoris. She cried out, moving herself against his mouth and he could feel the tension building in her. “Stop,” she said huskily. He didn’t want to, he wanted to push her until she fell over the edge and broke into a thousand pieces. “William, stop.” He pulled back and looked up at her, her eyes dark emerald green and drowsy as they met his. God, she was so beautiful it almostmade him want to cry. She pulled on his shoulder, willing him to his feet. “Inside me,” she said urgently, tearing at his shirt as he stood up, forcing it over his head. He hurriedly pushed his shorts down and sliding his hands down to her buttocks. He lifted her, pressing her against the wall as her legs wrapped around his waist, her arms around his neck. He thrust into her, almost coming undone immediately. She was so hot and wet. He thrust again and she cried out, “Harder.” He thrust harder, again. Again. Again. One more long, hard thrust and she went over, her fingers digging into his shoulders as she screamed. Her body tightening around him, sent him over with her and he let himself go, pumping into her until he came. Her head fell forward on his shoulder as she let out a sobbing breath and he could feel her heart hammering against his. She shivered with pleasure as the last convulsions of her orgasm moved through her. He held her there for a long time, trying to get his breath back and give his heart rate a chance to steady. “Okay, I’m quite a fan of option two.”
He chuckled. “Me too.”
CHAPTER 16
Juniper
“Iwant details.”
“Well, you’re not getting them, you pervert.” Juniper reached for a chip, dipping it in aioli and grinning at Mikayla. Lunch with her girlfriends, the bustle of the café, the late summer sunshine, an evening and morning of hot sex, left her feeling pretty good.
“Some friend you are. Just tell me one thing.”
“Mm?”
“Was it good?”
Juniper sighed.
“Fuck off.”
