The Naked Truth (The Honeybrook Hamdens)

“Yeah, probably.” Her response was shaky, and it was all he could do not to turn and look at her again. If he did, though, he knew what would happen. Knew it would be too much not to cup her chin and pull her lips toward him. To help her peel away her damp clothes until she was naked and all his.

“I’ll just stay here while you…” He couldn’t bring himself to finish, but he hear her standing already, moving to the place where they’d both abandoned their clothes. For a moment there was nothing but silence, and then—

“Chase?”

“Yeah?” he asked.

“Do you ever wonder…I mean, I know we never…but do you ever wonder if we should have…You know what, forget it.”

“All the time,” he answered.

“Me too.” It was little more than a whisper, but he heard it all the same, and the words shot straight to his heart.

“Jules—“ He glanced up at her and his heart stopped. There, in the middle of the woods, she stood totally and completely naked. Her perfect handful-sized breasts were dotted with droplets of water and her long, damp hair just brushed against the tops of her cherry tips.

“I’m sorry.” He hurried to say, but then she was walking toward him, holding out her hand.

“Don’t be. I…Chase…”

He rested his palm against hers and allowed her to lead him t

o his feet. In the back of his mind, he was all too aware of the pulsing need surging to his cock, making him ache, but his focus still remained on her. On her face, on the conflict and hunger in her eyes.

“I want you,” she said. “I don’t want to want you, but I…I can’t seem to help it. Maybe if we just give in…”

“No, Jules. This isn’t one night or one time. If I have you now, I’m not letting you go. Do you understand?”

She surveyed him for a long moment, then, once she’d let out a shaky nod, he enveloped her lips with his own and pulled her toward him until her breasts were pressed against the hard muscles of his chest, until his thick need was nestled between the juncture of her thighs.

Slowly, he guided her backward until she bumped against a tree, and then he was pulling away his boxers, readying himself for the moment he’d longed for for as long as he could remember.

“Stay here,” he let out a husky command, then crossed to his pants and pulled a condom from his wallet. Making quick work of rolling it over his shaft, he walked toward her again, then stopped.

“You’re sure this is what you want?” he asked.

“I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life.”

“Good.” He held her hips, then traced a line from her stomach to her ribs until finally the pads of his fingers brushed the underside of her breasts. Goosebumps rose along her skin, following his every move, and for some reason that only seemed to make his cock ache for her that much more.

Slowly, he bent down and took one of her nipples in his mouth, circling the tip gently and then sucking long and hard as she arched into him.

“Oh Chase, don’t tease me. I’ve waited so long,” she said.

He took the other nipple between thumb and forefinger and pinched gently before rolling it along with his tongue.

“I need you. Please,” she begged.

He slid a hand lower, between her thighs, and into her waiting heat.

“Jesus.” She hadn’t been lying. She was wetter, tighter, than any woman he’d ever been with before. And if she felt this good against his fingers…

He gripped his cock in one hand, then cupped her chin with the other.

“What?” She asked.

“I just want to see your face.”

“You—“ Her mouth widened and her eyes rolled back in her head as he guided her thigh to the side and slid into her with one long thrust.