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“I like kissing you,” she answers against my lips. “A lot. And falling asleep with you. Traveling with you, making you smile.”

My lips turn up reflexively. “Then hopefully you also like staying in small towns with me because I think we need to get to that inn.”

I wind my arm around her and kiss her hungrily. I pant between long, drawn out kisses and pull her hips closer to me. She nods against me, but tugs me closer to her. “You want me?”

“Yes,” I agree. “I can’t resist you.”

Finally,finally, I get a real smile from Holly. She tugs me down, welcoming the next hungry kiss I feed her until I manage to pull the keys from her hand and lightly swat her ass before getting into the driver seat.

During the short drive, I keep my hand on Holly’s thigh, rubbing gently through her jeans. A quiet reminder. I don’t want her stressing over things I can handle. She doesn’t need to carry the weight when I’m right here.

If something’s wrong, she’ll know. I don’t do mind games or hidden problems—it’s too much work, and too far from how I want us to be.

When we check in, we finally book one room instead of two. No hesitation.

The second the door closes behind us, I pull her into my arms. I don’t waste time with words. I kiss her like I’ve been holding back all day—because I have.

She responds instantly, tugging at my shirt, eager and hungry. I let her guide me to the bed, then ease her down and pull her top off in one smooth motion before claiming her mouth again.

There’s no doubt between us now. Just skin, breath, and the unspoken truth we’re both ready to feel.

“I never want you to think you’re not enough for me, darling,” I say as I undo the clasp of her bra and pry it off her. “You’re more than enough. You’re a breath of life I didn’t know I needed.”

“Tanner,” she moans, pulling me closer, kissing me almost shyly until I encourage more, deepening it while popping the button on her jeans.

“I really like you, appreciate you… want you. A lot.”

“Have me,” I murmur, laying her back and slowly easing her jeans down, her thighs resting warm against mine. “I’m yours, Holly. Have me exactly how you want me—as long as you let me stay this close.”

I take her hand gently and guide it over the thick strain of my jeans, letting her feel just how hard I am for her. “This is what you do to me,” I whisper. “Every time you look at me like that. Every time you touch me.”

“I want you closer,” she breathes. “Always, Tanner.”

Chapter 13 - Holly

Tanner groans and finishes stripping me. He spreads my legs to kiss me again, cupping the back of my head. I’ve managed to get his jeans undone and push them down with my feet as I pull him closer. I want to feel every inch of him, to somehow convince him to stay right here, to make me his for as long as possible.

He kisses across my neck while I trace the dense muscle of his back. He’s entrancing, overwhelming, wonderful. I arch for him and feel his arm slide under my back, his hand spreading over my ass.

“I like how you touch me, how you kiss me, how good you make me feel,” I pant.

“So I’ll have to keep doing it,” he answers. “Every inch of you is beautiful, so soft, so ... wonderful.”

Every touch builds on the last, every kiss across my body is a promise of more pleasure to come. I want to rush him along and want to savor every second at the same time. It’s confusing and overwhelming.

“Tanner,” I pant as his fingers work between my legs, slowly spreading me open as his middle finger flicks over my clit.I arch so he can suck my nipple harder. I drag my nails down his back and shudder. “Wait.”

He immediately freezes and looks up at me. I lick over my bottom lip. “I want to be able to touch you too, while you touch me.”

Groaning, he kisses me, wraps his arm around me tighter, and hauls me onto his lap as he rolls to sit down. I push his boxers down and his cock pops up, rubbing against my belly. I pant between kisses as he works two fingers inside my pussy.

I use both hands on him, stroking him, exploring him with my fingers, circling the head of his cock with my thumb. He groans. “Add some spit to your fingers, Holly. Then keep stroking me just like that. It feels so good.”

Obeying is easy considering how much I want to please him. He keeps pumping his fingers inside me while squeezing my ass. I roll my hips to take his fingers deeper while I keep stroking him, trading kisses between my moans and pleas for more.

“Tanner, you’re so good at ...” I moan and hide my face in his neck. “So good at this!”

“We’re good at this,” he argues. “You’re driving me insane. A little faster. Match my pace.”