Page 64 of Don't Call Me Sweetheart (Something Borrowed 1)

He pressed her harder into the rock wall and hollered. His body shook against hers, his orgasm seeming to sap his strength as he sank against her, breathing raggedly into her ear.

His lips moved over the skin underneath and he whispered, “Are you okay? Was I too rough?”

At that moment, all Marley felt was euphoric and she smiled. “Uh uh.”

He continued to lean against her, and she noticed that her skin seemed to be tingling, as if a hundred tiny wings were kissing her skin.

“Uh, Marley?” he said.

“Hmm.”

“You’ve got ants crawling all over you.”

Marley’s eyes flew open and she glanced down. The sensation she’d thought was afterglow was actually a swarm of ants all over her chest.

“Off, off!”

She pushed him away, and he slipped out of her. She didn’t stop to see if he was okay as she ran back into the water, rubbing at her skin and dunking her head under the water.

When she came up for air, she frantically looked down at her body for any more insects. “God, are they off? Ugh, this is horrible.”

She glanced toward the shore and scowled when she saw Luke rolling on the ground with laughter.

“They’re probably on you too, jackass!”

He sat up with a wheeze, wiping at his eyes as he continued guffawing. He stood up, and walked into the water with her, stopping a few inches away when he was waist deep.

“Come here and I’ll make sure they’re gone,” he said.

“No, you laughed at me. You just keep your distance.”

“Oh, come on! It was hysterical. My first time having wild, passionate sex by a river and it ends up being an orgy with a bunch of ants.”

“You are not funny,” she said, her mouth twitching as she suppressed a smile.

He reached out and pulled her to him. “I’m kind of funny.”

Marley let him inspect her, mostly because it felt good to have his hands all over her. He spread the strands of her hair and ran his fingers through them, rubbing her shoulders and easing a bit of her irritation with him.

When they finally climbed out of the water, the sun was starting to set and the sky was turning an orangey pink. Marley picked up her clothes and groaned.

“They’re covered in ants.”

“Mine too,” he called from the top of the rock. He hopped down, still nude. “Naked run for it?”

“You are so crazy. Let’s try shaking them off. We can shower when we get to your hotel,” she said.

“Fair enough.”

When she didn’t see any more crawly creatures she put her clothes back on, and shook her head. “I think all future sexual exploits should occur in a bed.”

“Sounds good to me.” He grinned and took off at a run. “First one to my hotel gets to be on top!”

Marley laughed, chasing after him. “I didn’t agree to that!”

“Don’t be a sore loser!”

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