“So,no, Jess.” Preston shifted so his hips were pressed against mine, his bare chest scraping against the lace of my bra. “I don’t want to fuckingstop this.”
His lips crushed mine in the next moment, and any doubts I had about crossing this line with him were completely gone.
I deepened the kiss, his tongue tangling with mine as he took control in a way that made my knees go weak and made me stop thinking completely.
Maybe I was making a mistake, or ruining the tentative friendship we were forging, but I didn’t think about what this would mean in the morning.
I wasn’t thinking about anything at all.
Because the second he kissed me like that, I was already lost.
Chapter Sixteen
Preston
With Jess pinned against the cabin wall, her wrists caught in my hand, her perfect lace-clad tits pressed up against me, the last thread of restraint I’d been hanging on to snapped. Her green eyes, dark and dilated, were begging me for more. And as strong as I’d tried to be, dammit, I was only human.
There was only so much one man could take. Never mind the fact that I’d been fantasizing about this moment in one shape or another since I was twelve freaking years old.
Rain thrummed on the old tin roof of the cabin, but the only thing I heard was her ragged breaths and the soft gasp that slipped from her lips when I ground my hips into hers, letting her feel exactly how much I ached for her.
I pulled my mouth from hers, leaving her panting for more as I dropped my head to her chest. Her pretty pink nipples strained against the lace fabric of her bra. Hard pebbles desperate for my attention.
She sucked in a breath as I pulled one hard nub between my lips and tugged.
The groan that slipped from her lips made my cock twitch in its confines, begging for release. But not yet. I meant what I said when I told her I was going to make her forget that she’d ever even let the idea of marrying that asshole cross her mind.
I used my free hand to cup her other breast. I squeezed and massaged, letting the pad of my thumb rub over her nipple while using my tongue to lavish attention on the other until she squirmed against me. Her hips ground against mine, desperate for more.
God, this woman had been my undoing since we were kids. Back then, it was all discarded daisies and crushed feelings of a boy dumbstruck with puppy love he didn’t understand. Things were different now.Verydifferent. But she still held the power to twist me up and turn me inside out.
Only this time, I wasn’t backing down. And her runaway bride stunt? Best damn decision she’d ever made.
Besides coming here. Tomycabin. To me.
“God, Jess,” I growled against her mouth, finally relaxing my hold on her wrists. My hands went straight for those ridiculous white velour pants she wore. At least they didn’t have anything bedazzled on them, or I probably would have torn them from her body instead of shoving them down to her ankles before turning my efforts to the button on my jeans.
“You gonna stand there staring, Dots, or help me out with this?”
She smirked, her sassy spark flashing even as her cheeks flushed pink. “Dots? Really, Preston? You have me half naked, pinned to the wall, and you’re still going to call out that stupid nickname?”
“Sexiest fucking dots I’ve ever seen,” I responded, abandoning my pants for the moment to give the freckles smattered across her chest the attention they deserved.
I used my tongue to play connect the dots until she was moaning and bucking against me. I pulled my mouth away from her heated skin.
She shook her head, her breath coming fast.
“That’s what I thought.” I kissed her again quick and hard, but I was done playing.
I released her hands, tugged my zipper down, and dropped my jeans to the floor. I kicked them aside. My cock sprang free. Heavy, thick, and pulsing for her. The tip already slick with pre-cum from the torture of her earlier touch and the kisses that promised so much more.
Her eyes widened as she took in the sight of me. Her lips parted on a soft gasp, and her tongue darted out as she bit her bottom lip.
Fuck me.
That nearly undid me right then and there. The raw hunger in her gaze was better than any fantasy I’d ever jerked off to in the middle of the night.
Her hands twitched like she wanted to reach for me, and as much as I yearned for her hand wrapped around my cock, I wasn’t done with her yet. I hooked my fingers into the waistband of her pretty lace panties and teased the sensitive skin along the elastic before dragging them down her smooth thighs.
