Page 54 of Don't Fall for Me


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Until tonight.

“Come on.” He puts his arm around my shoulders. “It's a short walk and I promise it's worth it.”

It doesn't take long to get to our destination – a hot spring in the back of one giant property. The steam rises off the water, inviting us in.

Dylan sets the bag down on the ground before kneeling and pulling out a picnic blanket.

Once it's spread out on the ground, he looks up at me. “Do you want to eat first or swim first?”

I'm freezing and the water looks like it will warm me quickly. Despite my curiosity to see what Dylan has in his bag to eat on this illegal night-time picnic, I need to warm up.

“Swim, I think.”

He stands up, pulling his jumper and shirt over his head, causing my mouth to dry out as I take in his sculpted chest. It doesn't matter how many times I've seen him like this – how many times we've had sex – the sight of him always turns me on and makes me crave him.

“Keep looking at me like that and we won't make it to the water,” he says.

With any other man before Dylan, I would have been embarrassed to be caught gawking. Every action I'd taken before him had been designed to win over the man I was seeing and make him see me as a potential lifetime mate.

A goal at which I'd failed miserably.

My relationship with Dylan is probably more successful than any I've attempted before. Despite the boundaries I've put down with Dylan, and despite the fact I know things can never progress with him – or perhaps because of it, I've done things differently and I can see there are some benefits in loosening up a little. I don't have to treat every date and every conversation like a game I have to win.

Lately, I've been thinking a lot about what my friends said at Brody's months ago, about me scaring off men. At the time, I'd considered it a possibility. Now, I know it to be a fact. Eight failed relationships? I am the common denominator.

Dylan might be trying to have an impact on me, but he already has.

I pull off my jumper and pants, exposing my white bikini. “You say that like it's a bad thing.”

His look of pure lust is worth every cent I spent on the bathing suit.

Feeling more than a little naughty and saucy, I wink at him before walking towards the spring, feeling his eyes on me with every step I take. When I turn around, I expect to see him over by the picnic blanket, but instead he's right behind me, taking holdof my hips and bringing me closer to him. I stare up at him – his eyes dark with lust. My heart races in anticipation of the night ahead and I lick my lips, drawing his attention to my mouth before smiling, turning around, and entering the spring.

My body sighs with pleasure as I'm submerged in the deep heat of the water. The steam, the darkness, and the quiet makes it seem like another world. I look up at the sky, the stars above us twinkling like a diamond-studded blanket.

“So, you come here often?” I ask, moving my arms through the water.

He grins at my line and shakes his head. “Haven't been here for a while, but I knew this was where I wanted to bring you tonight. It's beautiful here.”

“It is.”

He sits down in the water, taking my hand and tugging me into his lap. The feel of him underneath me, hard and proud, has me turning around to straddle him. His eyes lock with mine for a moment before I lower my mouth and press my lips to his. He kisses me back, his hands tightening around my waist as he drags me over his lap, making me gasp as I feel his need for me. His hands stroke over my body, leaving goosebumps in their wake. His lips, his tongue, and his fingers bring pleasure to every part of me they touch.

“Dylan.”

He buries his face in the crook of my neck. “God, I'm trying to be good here, Claire.”

I rock against him. “Why?”

“Despite what you think, I didn't bring you here just for this.”

“It wouldn't bother me if you had.”

In fact, I'd prefer it. It would be easier to keep my heart safe.

“I just wanted to teach you how good it can feel to colour outside the lines occasionally.”

I slide even closer to him and press an open-mouthed kiss to his neck. “Trust me, you've already shown me that.”

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