Page 114 of Risky Desires


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He curled the knife beneath the wire and gave it a hard tug. The wire, the tiny light, and a small green board with tiny gold dots all over it flipped out of the box.

Grinning like he’d found treasure, he waggled the contraption. “Got it.”

Resting the part against the rock, he bashed the tracker to smithereens with the butt of the knife.

Silence filled the air, and my ears seemed to sigh. “Thank God.”

He put the two halves of the hard drive back together, returned it to the plastic bag, and heaved a massive breath like the weight of the world was off his shoulders.

“What do we do now?” I asked, turning off the flashlight. As my eyes adjusted to the moonlight again, our breaths seemed to synchronize. Our eyes met, and a flutter danced through me at how stunning he looked in this light. Hunger filled his eyes, and not just from demolishing that beeper, his hunger was for me.

I wanted him to kiss me. I wanted him so bad, lust gnawed at my insides.

I parted my lips, hoping he would close the distance between us.

His eyes searched mine in an unspoken question that captured me so completely I nearly imploded. Desire was perfectly etched onto his face, and I wondered if I was dreaming.

Finally, he stepped to me, cupped my face, and studied me before he planted his lips on mine.

This was not a dream. His kiss was raw and wild, and exquisite.

I kissed him back and drove my fingers through his thick hair, drawing us closer.

He glided his hand around my back, tugged me to his chest, then released the knot on my bikini top. As I traced my hands over the incredible planes of his back, my fingers brushed over the brutal scar left of his backbone that I’d been dying to ask him about all day.

As our tongues slipped and glided against each other in a perfect dance, his hand cupped my breast, stealing all thoughts from my mind.

My body hummed.

I released the knot at the back of my neck and tossed my bikini aside.

Tyler curled my hair over my shoulder and kissed my neck. I moaned at how gentle he was. For a man made of muscle, his touch was tender, but it was more than that, each press of his lips on my flesh was like I was the air he needed to breathe.

Closing my eyes, I fell into a trance that was controlled by his lips and hands. He returned his lips to mine, claiming the curve of my mouth and my tongue. He didn’t just kiss me, he gave his body to me, and we moved as one.

He swept his hand down my waist and hooked his thumbs into the strings at the sides of my bikini bottom, tugging them down. The flimsy fabric slipped to my ankles, and with our mouths locked together, I kicked them free.

Using his foot, he nudged my feet apart, and as I braced for his hand between my legs, he dipped his head forward and sucked my nipple into his mouth.

“So beautiful.” His words vibrated across my nipple, and gasping, I rolled my head back.

As he sucked and licked and glided his tongue around my nipple, he squeezed and caressed my boob.

Gentle breezes teased my clit, and I begged for him to touch me.

“Oh, Tyler.” His name sounded absolutely perfect on my lips.

“Yes,” he murmured, tracing kisses from my nipple to my neck.

I clawed my fingers across his back and reached down to squeeze his ass. “Get your shorts off.”

His lips found mine again, and as our tongues competed for attention, he tugged his trunks off and kicked them away.

He curled his fingers into mine and squeezed our palms together in a grip that was so strong it was like our souls were coming together as one.

I reached between his legs and cupped his hot balls in my hand.

A primal moan tumbled from his throat, and he snapped his lips from mine. His eyes reached into my mind. His intensity devoured me.

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