Say You'll Marry Me

He bent his head and captured her lips with his. She opened her mouth beneath his as she wound her arms around his neck. Since neither of them could touch bottom, her weight sent him under, and it was his turn to come up sputtering.

“Shore,” he ordered.

“Yep.”

They swam together, and the instant Logan felt sand beneath his feet, he reached to haul her back into his arms for another kiss. The feel of the water between them was too sensual to pass up, especially as he skimmed his fingers down along her spine, past the dimples at the small of her back, to the sexy curves below.

Her hand gripped the back of his neck, while the other clutched at his shoulder. A moment later, her legs rose to wrap around his waist, and he groaned when the tip of his shaft nudged against her entrance. Her breath caught, but she didn’t move away.

“Geezus,” he breathed between kisses. “You’re going to kill me right here.”

“That wouldn’t be good.”

“No. Especially if we don’t get to the good stuff.”

She started to unlock her legs, but he grasped her thighs, adjusted to avoid penetration despite every cell in his body screaming in protest, and held her in place as he strode through the water toward shore.

“It’s all been good so far,” she said, her voice husky as she spoke against his lips.

“It’s going to get even better,” he promised. “Hang on.”

She wound her arms around his neck as he carried her to the blanket and laid her down. Her skin glistened in the sunshine, begging him to lick every delectable inch of her body. Kneeling beside her with a hand braced on either side of her head, he flicked his gaze toward the box of condoms on the corner of the blanket.

“Ultra Ribbed, huh?”

A blush stole over her freckled cheeks as she quipped, “I do like the ones with ridges.”

He laughed. “Good choice.”

She groaned and covered her face. “God, that was embarrassing. If I’d realized Grant had been in the pharmacy, I wouldn’t have done that.”

“Well…now that everyone knows what you like in a…potato chip…I want to find out what you like when it comes to other things.”

He shifted to lay on his side while skimming a hand down to rub his open palm over the erect tip of her breast.

Her lips parted. “That. Oh, I like that.”

He increased pressure and repeated the circular motion. Her moan of approval made his erection surge against her outer thigh. He couldn’t wait to be inside her, but forced himself to take things slow. He kissed her long and deep while playing with her breasts, then trailed his lips down her neck, over her collar bone, to one of the nipples he’d teased into a rigid little nub.

Her fingers clenched in his hair when he sucked it into his mouth. He flicked it with his tongue, toying with her as he slid his hand down the damp, silky skin of her quivering stomach to search in the curls down below. Her hips bucked against his hand when he found the sweet spot and rubbed in little circles.

“Yes,” she breathed. “God, yes, I like that, too.”

So did he. Liked how wet she was for him, how responsive to his touch, how uninhibited in her passion as he took her to the brink of orgasm and then right over the edge.

Chapter 16

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Joy lifted her lashes to find Logan propped on one elbow watching her. Surprised she wasn’t the least bit self-conscious lying naked in broad daylight with him, she reached up to palm his stubble-darkened jaw, then drew him down for a kiss.

“I really liked that,” she whispered against his lips.

“So did I. You have no idea how much.”

“I think I’d like to find out for myself.”

She took her turn exploring his body. Sunshine warmed her back as she learned every hard¸ lean muscle with the tips of her fingers and the brush of her lips. He tasted faintly of salt when every so often she ran the tip of her tongue across his skin. The defined ridges of his stomach were a sight to behold, but she only lingered for a brief moment before moving lower.