So, what does this mean?
“Is that really what you want?” I ask.
He rolls to his side so that I’m cradled in his arms. Our faces are so close that when his warm breath feathers across my lips, it makes me dizzy. Or maybe it’s the unexpected words coming out of his mouth.
“I’m tired of hiding this. When we’re walking across campus, I want to hold your hand. I want people to know that we’re together.” He pauses for a beat. “You want that too, right?”
A smile blooms across my face as I nod. This relationship has come out of nowhere, but I want it more than anything.
“Good.” His expression softens, and he grins before brushing a kiss across my lips. “You belong to me, Daisy Thompson.”
I have no idea how long we lay wrapped in each other’s arms, talking and watching the clouds as they pass overhead. I don’t think I’ve ever felt more contented in my life. As excited as I am to share the news with Noah, I don’t want to burst the fragile bubble we’ve created for ourselves.
It seems almost crazy that Carter feels the same way I do. He wants to be with me just as much as I want to be with him. That thought fills me with so much happiness that I want to laugh and scream. Instead, I slip my hand under his shirt and trail my fingers over the grooved contours of his chest. As soon as I do, need pools between my thighs.
“Mmmm, that feels good, baby,” he groans.
I glance around and notice that the park is still empty. It must be at least three in the afternoon, and we haven’t seen a single person since we arrived. Another wave of desire washes over me at the thought of having Carter’s gorgeous cock buried deep inside my body.
Again, I lift my head and look around, searching the area with more scrutiny for any signs of life.
There aren’t any.
So, what’s to stop me from being spontaneous and taking what I want?
Decision made, I balance myself on my hands and knees, crawling on top of him.
He blinks the sleepiness away as his eyes spark with heat. A surprised smile lifts the corners of his lips. “Ummm, what do you think you’re doing?”
I arch a brow and rub my pussy against his growing erection. “Isn’t that obvious?”
He rips his gaze from mine and searches the park. Uncertainty wars with desire. “I’m not sure this is a good idea.”
You only live once, right?
I yank my shirt over my head and toss it to the ground before reaching around my back and unsnapping my bra. The silky material slides down my arms. There’s something wicked about feeling the rays of the sun beating down on my bare skin. My nipples tighten as the warm air rushes over them. Wanting to tease him, I stretch my arms overhead and arch my back so that my breasts thrust forward.
“Still don’t think this is a good idea?” I ask slyly.
His heated gaze fastens on my chest as he reaches up and strums the nipples with his thumbs. I close my eyes as my head falls back.
“You’re fucking killing me, Daisy,” he rasps.
My fingers hover over the zipper of my shorts. I’m ready to take this to the next level when a sharp voice cuts through the silence of the park and shatters the moment.
“Hey! What are you two doing over there!”
My eyes pop open in shock as I screech and grab my breasts with my hands, trying to cover them from the guy stalking toward us from the other end of the park.
Oh my God!
It registers that he’s wearing a tan park ranger uniform. He might not be a police officer, but this is still bad. Coming alive, I roll off Carter and land on the blanket with a soft oomph.
“If you’re not dressed and out of here in exactly two minutes,” heshouts, coming closer. “You’re both getting tickets for public indecency!”
I grab my shirt and jerk it over my head with more haste than I yanked it off with. This is one of the more humiliating moments of my life. Thankfully, I didn’t get a chance to divest Carter of his clothing.
He’s busy throwing everything into the picnic basket.
