Page 19 of Squatch Out!

“Tell me if I’m wrong, you feel this chemistry that keeps drawing us together, too.” I lean closer, until our noses are almost touching. I gently pinch the tip of her chin between my fingers and tip her head back so she can’t look away from me. “And I’m still waiting for you to accept my apology.”

The moonlight overhead hits her eyes, turning them silver as she sucks in a sharp breath before whispering, “Accepted.”

A growl rumbles up my throat, “ Good girl .” I slam my lips down onto hers, swallowing her whimper. Fuck! Her lips are pillowy soft, and I savor the sweetness of her breath as it mingles with mine. Her eyes flutter closed as she leans forward, she kisses me back.

I’m lost.

My fingers glide across her jaw and then under her hair, curling around the back of her neck. I tease my tongue across the seam of her lips. She opens for me, and I delve inside the heat of her mouth.

Fuck, she tastes just as sweet as I remember. Like warm honey and sweet cream.

Her soft little tongue meets mine eagerly, and her hands clutch the front of my shirt. I prop my knee on the bench beside her, slanting my mouth against hers as I press her back into the bench and show her how I want to fuck her.

Whoa, buddy. Calm down. We haven’t even had a first date yet.

We’re both breathing heavily when I pull back, but I’m not ready to let her go yet. She’s got me primed, and judging by the way she’s panting for air, I think she feels the same way.

“I know we barely know each other but…” I growl. “ I want more. ”

Her eyes flutter as she nods. “Me too.”

I pull back because… she can’t really mean it. But she’s looking at me with love-drunk eyes. Her lips are plump from my mouth, and her cheeks are flushed and pink. Fuck, I bet she’s flushed everywhere…

“Sweetheart, I’m no stranger to no-strings hook-ups,” I admit. Except that’s not what I want with her. She’s nothing like the other women I’ve had. “But I don’t want a one-night stand with you. I want…” So much more .

“What do you want?” she whispers. Her fingers tighten in my shirt, and she pulls me down so our noses are nearly touching.

“Olivia,” her name comes out a harsh rasp. “I want a whole lot more than your mouth.”

Her eyes darken as her pupils expand to eat up all but a sliver of her amber irises. A shudder runs through her as she admits, “This is definitely moving fast, but… Sean, I want you, too.”

I groan. Fuck, how can she be so perfect? I have to be imagining this.

“You sure about this?” I whisper against her lips before I kiss her again. “I need to hear you say it, baby. I don’t want there to be any miscommunication between us.”

“I want you, Sean,” she says with a shuddery moan. “I’ve never… I don’t do things like this, but… I know this is crazy, and we hardly know each other, but I really want this. I want you. I want to see where this goes.”

“Jesus, baby, you’re—you’ve got me so turned on right now.” I’m so twisted up I’m not sure I’ll make it back to her room without coming in my pants.

I expect her to laugh. Or maybe push me away. Instead, her lips curl up into the most adorable smile as she fills the cool night air with the rich honey scent of her arousal. “My room is awfully far away…”

It’s like she reads my mind, and I press my forehead against hers. My heart is racing a million miles an hour at the thought that she’s gonna let me have her. Just like this. Right now.

“Please, Sean, I need you.” To prove it, she spreads her legs so I’m standing between them, and she pulls me down so she can roll her hips against me, seeking exactly what I’m offering.

Decision made, I look around for somewhere I can take her where we won’t be seen. The bench is right out in the open, but there is a small grove of spruce and pine nearby that acts as a buffer between the lodge and the lake. I grab her hand and pull her off the bench, toward the trees.

When we’re deep enough that I’m reasonably sure no one can see us, I push her back to one of the thicker trunks and lower my head to capture her lips again. Her arms circle my neck, her fingers clutching my shoulders as she kisses me back with a hunger that matches my own.

When I slide my palms under her shirt and up her sides, she lets out a throaty moan as she arches against me.

“We gotta be quiet, baby.” My head is swirling with her rich scent, infused with the sharper scents of moss and dew.

I’m not expecting it when she sinks her sharp little teeth into my bottom lip, and I pull away with a chuckle as she looks up at me with lust-glazed eyes. I’m lost. When I kiss her again, it’s deep and rough and hard. And she meets me every step of the way.

I curl one arm around her waist as I slide my other hand under her t-shirt so I can cup her breast. Her nipple tightens until it’s digging into my palm. She’s a perfect handful. My hips rock against hers, pressing my hard length into her much softer tummy.

“You’re perfect,” I say against her lips as I push the thin material of her bra aside so I can pinch and roll her nipple between my fingers. She arches her back and moans into my mouth as she clutches at me, digging her fingers into my thick biceps.

I lean back and push her shirt up to her neck, so I can see her.

I’m still cupping her exposed breast, with her tight nipple that’s pink and rosy.

Begging for my mouth. I lean down so I can suck it between my lips.

At the same time, I pull aside the other side of her bra so I can squeeze and pinch that nipple, too.

Her head kicks back and she gives me a deep, throaty moan. “Sean, omigod!”

Pulling back, I let go of her nipple with a pop , before I move to her other breast. Cupping her soft flesh, I lick and suckle at her until she’s panting my name and digging her short little nails into my shoulders.

Her heady arousal is all around me. The scent of her thick honey making my head spin while she writhes against me.

My cock is fighting against the front of my pants even as I’m hit with a wave of guilt.

Olivia deserves better than a quick fuck out in the open.

Our first time should be nice and slow. She should be spread out in a plush bed with quiet music and candlelight.

Where I have all night to tease and pleasure her, making her come a dozen times before finally sinking deep inside her so we can finish together.

Not fucking her up against a tree.

“Olivia,” I moan, pulling away from her lips. “Are you sure you want this? We can go…somewhere else…”

She shakes her head. Her eyes are bright, and even in the darkness, I can see how flushed her cheeks are.

“I want you like this. Wild .” When she reaches up to pull my head back down to her mouth, I don’t fight her. My cock is so hard, it hurts, and my balls are drawn up tight, ready to blow at any moment.

“Fuck, baby,” I mutter against her lips.

“You’re making me crazy. I don’t think I can—” Shit, this is gonna be fast. I’m already embarrassingly close to coming in my jeans.

With a silent promise to give her slow and romantic later, I step back and spin her around so her front is pressed against the tree.

“Hold on, gorgeous,” I rasp as I reach around to unfasten her jeans.

She lets out a throaty moan and wiggles her hips as I push the denim down her thighs.

An appreciative sound rolls off my tongue at the sight of her perfect heart-shaped ass.

Sliding my hands down her sides, I grab her hips and squeeze, loving how thick she is and how she’s giving me something to hold on to.

“Goddamn, baby, you’re perfect,” I whisper as I pull her hips away from the tree.

I reach into my wallet for a condom first, then the front of my pants. It only takes a second to free myself and wrap up, then I’m pressing the head of my cock against her slick folds. Not just slick, she’s drenched .

“Look how ready you are for me.” I slide back and forth through her lips, coating my cock with her cream.

“Sean, please.” She digs her fingers into the bark and spreads her legs as wide as her pants will let her, twisting her chin over her shoulder so she can watch.

Holy fuck. I think this is the woman I’m going to marry.

I place a soft kiss to the back of her shoulder. “Say that again.”

Her breath hitches, and then she meets my eyes and holds them. “ Sean, I need you.”

I can’t hold back any longer. Gritting my teeth, I growl her name as I thrust, driving my cock past her lips and into the tight grip of her perfect pussy.