“Be delicate, Romano.” I giggled at the annoyed look. “I didn’t think you’d be more fun to camp with than Zane, but you definitely are.”
“Who the fuck is Zane?”
He closed the tent and cornered me, his brown eyes darkening as he ripped his shirt off. “Are you talking about another man in front of me?”
“I mean my church buddy from fifth grade, yeah.” I smirked, and he grabbed my ankle and yanked me toward him, making me yelp. “Dean!”
He licked up my bare leg, staring at me with a manic face. “I want to lick up your sweat.”
“You are… damn.” I gulped.
His jaw tensed, and his eyes smoldered. He gripped the edges of my shorts and pulled them down before tossing them to the side of the tent. He kissed right above my pussy before going up my stomach.
“Shirt. Off.”
I shivered from the command in his voice. His muscles rippled as he positioned himself over me, holding himself up on his arms as he kissed and teased my stomach. Quickly, I tossed my shirt and bralette to the corner, and his mouth was on my nipple before I could say anything.“Oh yes.”
“I love how sweaty you are. I want to feel it on me, all of you.” He kissed and sucked my pebbled tips before rolling us over so I was on top of him. Cupping my breasts, he looked at me like I mattered, like I was the most important thing. It made me feel cherished, safe.
“Pull out my cock, Mackenzie. I want you riding me with your sexy hips.”
I shuddered. He helped me slide his pants and boxers off, so it was just us. Sweat and lust filled the tent, and I groaned as he guided me over his cock. I was already so wet. “God, I want you, Dean.”
“Fuck.” He groaned, covering his eyes with his arm. “I didn’t bring any condoms.”
My stomach bottomed out. “No, no, no, really?”
“I forgot! Shit.” He closed his eyes, pinching his nose. “I can get you off—”
“Dean, honey.” I placed my hand on his chest, taking a deep breath and risking everything. “I’m on birth control. I don’t have anything, and I get regular health checks. I would never lie to you about this, so if we wanted to without a condom, I’m game. But there is no pressure, okay? I know this is a lot for you.” I bent down and kissed him, wimping out about seeing his reaction. I’d understand if he said no, given what had happened to him.
Except, I was horny as hell.
“I’ve never…” He breathed hard, deep. He touched my ass, my back, my thighs, as his gaze moved from my chest to between my thighs. He struggled. “Mack.”
“Yes?”
“Are yousure?”
I nodded, grinding my hips so my wetness coated him. “We can have hot, filthy, unprotected sex all night. You and me.”
His entire body trembled as his eyes stared into mine. It took a beat before his gaze softened. “Ride me, baby. Ride me hard.”
Love and anticipation coursed through me like a firework. His trust for me had my eyes watering. This washugefor him, trusting me to not hurt him, to not betray or lie to him, and I would never take that for granted. I slid onto him, his bare cockfilling me and holy shit. This was a first for me, and that made this whole thing more precious.
“Fucccck,” he groaned, his gaze never leaving mine. “You are perfect. You are so sexy.”
I rocked, taking him deep as I rode him. Sweat pooled even more between our skin, and he used everything he could to touch me. His fingers grazed my nipples, moving up my stomach and up to my neck. I kept going, clenching around him as my heart hurt with love.
I loved him so much. I wanted this, him, us. I didn’t want this to end this summer. I’d never find someone who got me so much, who trusted me. The moisture in my eyes spilled over, and Dean caught my tears with his fingers, his eyes understanding.
What started frantic and hot turned slow and sensual, longer touches and slow kisses. It could’ve been because we both felt it, the love between us, or it could’ve been a goodbye. I wasn’t sure, and I didn’t want to think about it. I knew Dean cared for me, but he made it clear he didn’t want this to last. Football had to come first for him and soccer for me.
I could fit him in with soccer too.But the question was—could he?
He licked his finger before rubbing my clit, and the pressure grew to a boiling point. With soft kisses and his cock filling me, I grew closer. I tensed, and Dean arched him, sucking a nipple into his mouth as I fell apart.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous, Mack.” He sat up so our chests were pressed together, his gaze even hotter. “I love watching you come.”
