Her heart pounded, and she could feel it echoed in his heartbeat against her chest. It was so hot in the tent they were drenched in sweat, and his hair curled damply around his forehead. When they moved, their skin peeled apart with a delicious sucking sound.
As she drifted back to earth, she waited for him to withdraw and roll over, but he didn’t. Still inside her, he lifted his head and looked at her, his face lit with admiration and affection as he kissed her gently, touching his lips to her cheeks, her eyelids, then back to her mouth, soft butterfly kisses, tender and warm. “Did I hurt you?”
“No.” Of all the idiotic things, and after everything they’d done, she blushed at the warmth in his eyes.
Luckily it was so warm in the tent he didn’t notice. “Good. I’m sorry, I got carried away.”
“I wanted you to.”
“You are an incredibly hot woman.” He moved his hips slightly against hers. “And the double meaning was intended.” Smiling, he kissed her again. “I am so lucky. This was not how I envisaged my day ending when I woke up this morning.”
She laughed. He withdrew from her slowly and rolled onto his back, sighing.
Merle pushed herself up and looked at him. He had one arm across his face, his breathing beginning to calm. He’d be asleep in seconds. Smiling, she reached for her pyjamas.
“Hey, where are you going?” He grabbed her wrist before she could pull on the pyjama bottoms.
“Back to my bed. Before anyone notices I’ve gone.”
He gave her a reproachful look, reached to one side and found the other condom, then waved it at her. “We’ve got one left.”
She laughed. “Really?”
“Well, I might need a few minutes.”
She rolled her eyes. “You have to work tomorrow. You need your sleep and I can see you’re tired. Go on, I don’t mind. I got what I came for!”
He studied her, frowning. Then he released her hand but grabbed her long hair instead. Slowly he wound it around his fingers, tighter and tighter, until he forced her to move closer to him to avoid losing a handful.
“Ow.”
“Well, do as you’re told then.”
“You can’t tell me what to do just because we’ve had sex.”
“Watch me.” He tucked her under his right arm, and smiling, she curled against him, resting her head on his shoulder. She hadn’t expected this. His hand stroked slowly down her back and he kissed the top of her head, a gesture that made her grow warm inside as well as out.
After a while, she lifted herself onto an elbow and looked at him, leaning on his chest. He watched her lazily, tracing patterns with his fingers on her hip.
She bent her head and licked in the hollow of his throat, tasting salt.
He sighed. “Mmm.”
She smiled, sitting up. “I should go.”
“After doing that?” He put his right hand on her back and pulled her toward him, catching her lips with his own.
“Neon…”
“Stop asking, I’m not letting you go.”
“And stop ordering me around, Napoleon …”
“Right, that’s it.” He turned her onto her back and started kissing her again, moving her hands away when she tried to stop him, making her giggle and squeal as he traced his tongue lightly over her warm skin.
Playing with each other, they continued to grow hot and sticky, and their laughter echoed long into the night.
Chapter Five
Merle finally got to bed around two in the morning. Curling up in the sofa bed, a smile on her lips, she fell asleep instantly, exhausted from the remains of jet lag and her active evening. When she awoke, light flooded through the windows, and she could hear Bree and Jake talking, but nobody was up. She checked her watch—it had just gone eight.
She sat up and looked out of the window. Neon’s tent had vanished. She knew his shift started at eight, so he had probably left a good hour earlier. She’d kept him up awfully late, considering he had to get up early. Well, it was his fault . She’d been prepared to leave after the first time. But
As she drifted back to earth, she waited for him to withdraw and roll over, but he didn’t. Still inside her, he lifted his head and looked at her, his face lit with admiration and affection as he kissed her gently, touching his lips to her cheeks, her eyelids, then back to her mouth, soft butterfly kisses, tender and warm. “Did I hurt you?”
“No.” Of all the idiotic things, and after everything they’d done, she blushed at the warmth in his eyes.
Luckily it was so warm in the tent he didn’t notice. “Good. I’m sorry, I got carried away.”
“I wanted you to.”
“You are an incredibly hot woman.” He moved his hips slightly against hers. “And the double meaning was intended.” Smiling, he kissed her again. “I am so lucky. This was not how I envisaged my day ending when I woke up this morning.”
She laughed. He withdrew from her slowly and rolled onto his back, sighing.
Merle pushed herself up and looked at him. He had one arm across his face, his breathing beginning to calm. He’d be asleep in seconds. Smiling, she reached for her pyjamas.
“Hey, where are you going?” He grabbed her wrist before she could pull on the pyjama bottoms.
“Back to my bed. Before anyone notices I’ve gone.”
He gave her a reproachful look, reached to one side and found the other condom, then waved it at her. “We’ve got one left.”
She laughed. “Really?”
“Well, I might need a few minutes.”
She rolled her eyes. “You have to work tomorrow. You need your sleep and I can see you’re tired. Go on, I don’t mind. I got what I came for!”
He studied her, frowning. Then he released her hand but grabbed her long hair instead. Slowly he wound it around his fingers, tighter and tighter, until he forced her to move closer to him to avoid losing a handful.
“Ow.”
“Well, do as you’re told then.”
“You can’t tell me what to do just because we’ve had sex.”
“Watch me.” He tucked her under his right arm, and smiling, she curled against him, resting her head on his shoulder. She hadn’t expected this. His hand stroked slowly down her back and he kissed the top of her head, a gesture that made her grow warm inside as well as out.
After a while, she lifted herself onto an elbow and looked at him, leaning on his chest. He watched her lazily, tracing patterns with his fingers on her hip.
She bent her head and licked in the hollow of his throat, tasting salt.
He sighed. “Mmm.”
She smiled, sitting up. “I should go.”
“After doing that?” He put his right hand on her back and pulled her toward him, catching her lips with his own.
“Neon…”
“Stop asking, I’m not letting you go.”
“And stop ordering me around, Napoleon …”
“Right, that’s it.” He turned her onto her back and started kissing her again, moving her hands away when she tried to stop him, making her giggle and squeal as he traced his tongue lightly over her warm skin.
Playing with each other, they continued to grow hot and sticky, and their laughter echoed long into the night.
Chapter Five
Merle finally got to bed around two in the morning. Curling up in the sofa bed, a smile on her lips, she fell asleep instantly, exhausted from the remains of jet lag and her active evening. When she awoke, light flooded through the windows, and she could hear Bree and Jake talking, but nobody was up. She checked her watch—it had just gone eight.
She sat up and looked out of the window. Neon’s tent had vanished. She knew his shift started at eight, so he had probably left a good hour earlier. She’d kept him up awfully late, considering he had to get up early. Well, it was his fault . She’d been prepared to leave after the first time. But
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