Page 34 of Dare You


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The lust in Sawyer's darkened irises sparked my desires, and I ground my hips in a tiny circle over his cock.

"Fuck, darlin', you're killing me," he muttered. His hand cupped my head and he pulled me back down toward him. He planted tiny kisses in several places across my mouth. "Can you feel how much I want you?" he asked in a husky voice, his hand leaving my breast and finally tugging my top free from my capris.

Hearing the honesty in his confession made me feel desired and desperate to have him inside me. The instant his fingertips skimmed my bare skin, it erupted in goosebumps. They spread like wildfire when he freed my top from my body. Seconds later his touch became less careful as he hurriedly pulled my bikini top off.

Immediately my top half was bare, and I dropped to my knees on the floor and flipped open the button above his zipper.

As rapidly as we'd been losing control, Sawyer reluctantly took it back. "Whoa," he said a little raggedly as he dragged his fingers through his messy hair and eased past me and up off the couch. Shame threatened to rear its ugly head within me, but before it has taken hold, he pulled me to my feet and lifted me into his arms. "Usually I'm an anytime, anywhere kind of guy, but this? Us?" he asked seriously. " If we're going do this, the first time has to be right."

He studied my face for signs of uncertainty, and I guess he must have found some, because his smile slipped from his face and he frowned with concern instead.

"This is going to happen, right? Don't answer that. It's happening, stop overthinking, Billie … apart from condoms … we need to think about those," he said, sniggering. Spinning me around in his arms, much like a firefighter rescuing a child, he carefully adjusted my weight and carried me toward the stairs.

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