“Not messy. Just not this...neat. Did Brian claim this room because he’s older?” She paused, running the list of brothers through her head. “Wait, Joey’s older than Brian. How did Brian get the big bed?”
“Actually, Stella got the big bed.” Rob shrugged. “And Brian’s her human.”
“And Brian’s brothers didn’t fight it because it’s for Stella. You’re all very sweet, you know.”
“We really are, though wrangling a campground full of people is easier if that doesn’t get around.”
She didn’t think Rob could hide the fact he was sweet. Sure, she was biased, but he was a nice guy no matter who he was talking to. He even managed to make friendly small talk with Dave and Sheila, which was no easy feat.
Those quiet alarm bells started going off in the back of her mind again. She was already swimming toward the deep end of the pool with Rob, and if she made love with him tonight, she was afraid she wouldn’t be able to touch bottom anymore. Being able to tell herself the kisses were just a flirtation and that the night he spent in her camper was simply him being kind weren’t much of a life vest, but the little white lies had kept her head above water.
Spending the night with him was the equivalent of tossing the life vest away.
When he gathered her hair and pulled it aside so he could kiss the back of her neck, every argument against getting naked with Rob in that bed became invalid. Or maybe not totally invalid, but something to worry about tomorrow.
His other hand skimmed down her ribs and side until he grasped her hip and pulled her back against his body. The rigid length of his erection pressed against her and she closed her eyes.
She’d definitely worry about tomorrow when tomorrow came.
Rob kissed his way down her neck, and then he released her hair and turned her in his arms. She tilted her head back to meet his kiss and slid her hands under the hem of his T-shirt so she could run them over his naked back.
They kissed their way toward the bed, only pausing to peel his shirt off, and then hers. His hand cupped her breast and she arched into the touch as he deepened the kiss.
But when he popped the button of her shorts, she had a moment of clarity and leaned back. “Wait. We’re in Brian’s room.”
“I changed all the bedding,” he said, his hand sliding down to cup her ass. “We can go to my room if you want, but it’s a twin bed and I can’t guarantee we won’t fall off.”
Then he shifted his hand to the space between her thighs and she stopped caring whose bedroom it was.
By the time their clothing was scattered across the floor and she was naked on the bed, she didn’t care about anything but the feel of his mouth and his hands. He explored her body, touching her and kissing her until her fingernails bit into his shoulders and a whimper escaped her lips.
Hannah heard the crinkle of a condom wrapper and then he covered her body with his, grinning down at her. She buried her hands in his hair and pulled his face down for a hard, thorough kiss as he reached down and guided himself into her.
Yes, she thought as she lifted her hips. He thrust into her, moving slowly at first as his tongue danced with hers, until he filled her completely. Hannah wrapped her legs around his, holding him there so she could savor the feeling.
His breath was hot against her neck as he dipped his head to close his mouth around her breast. He sucked hard on her taut nipple and she gasped, her legs releasing their hold.
Rob rocked his hips, and Hannah lost herself in the sweet friction. She ran her hands over his shoulders and down his arms. Then she stroked his back, reaching down to feel the curve of his ass. His fingertips bit into her hip until he slid his hand down to the back of her knee, lifting it so he could thrust harder and deeper.
The orgasm rocked Hannah and she might have sighed his name or she might have screamed it. She didn’t know anything but the waves of pleasure that took her breath away as she gripped his shoulders.
His orgasm wasn’t far behind, and she raked her nails over his back as he found his release. Then, when he collapsed on top of her, she wrapped her arms and legs around him, holding him close as they found their breath.
He buried his face in her neck, pressing kisses there as their breathing slowed and their bodies relaxed. Lifting himself onto his arm, Rob kissed her sweetly as he withdrew, and then he kissed the tip of her nipple.
“I’ll be right back,” he said, and then he slid out of bed, leaving her missing him already.
When he returned from the bathroom, she took a turn. And then she had a moment of hesitation, wondering if getting dressed, kissing him goodbye and then heading back to her camper was the right thing to do. Maybe if she could maintain the slight bit of distance of not actuallysleepingwith him, she could tell herself she wasn’t in too deep.
Then Rob shifted, lifting his head to see where she was, and even in the dark room, she could feel the impact of his gaze on her. When he pulled back the covers, she climbed into bed and smiled when he drew the sheet over her before pulling her closer to his body.
“We never did watch a movie,” he muttered against her hair.
She laughed softly. “I never intended to.”
Chapter Eighteen
Rob woke slowly from one of the best night’s sleep he’d had in a long time. Hannah’s body was warm along his, and he smiled against her hair.
