She blinked down at him. “That’s pretty crazy.”
“Tell me about it.” He climbed to his feet and set about putting her to rights, tying her bikini bottom back into place and reaching for the top.
Jules grabbed his hands. “Wait, what about you?”
“What about me?”
She gave his swim trunks a significant look. “This is the second time you’ve taken care of me and not gotten your own release.”
He knew that. Hell, he could feel every beat of his heart in his cock, and it was as distracting as the fact she was standing here having this conversation with her breasts bared. “Now’s not the time.” He wasn’t sure there ever would be a time when it was right, because he didn’t trust himself to keep his head on straight, not if he was already reacting this way and he hadn’t even been inside her.
“Bullshit.”
He frowned at her. “I don’t think I’ve ever heard you swear before.”
“There’s a time and place. This is both.” She swung around, pushing him against the tree with more strength than he would have anticipated. “Now don’t even try arguing with me, Adam.” Her sunny grin made something in his chest lurch. “I’m about to have my wicked way with you.”
“Jules—”
But it was too late. She was on her knees and working off his wet trunks with efficient motions.
You’re full of shit. It’s not too late. All you have to do is walk away to put a stop to this.
He didn’t. He didn’t so much as utter a word as she freed his cock, her hum of approval the sexiest thing he’d ever heard. She shot him a look from beneath her lashes. “Now, if you’re still having second thoughts, just close your eyes and think of England.”
“I’m good.” He wanted every second of this memory etched in his brain. Adam laced his fingers through her long dark hair, pulling it away from her face so he could see everything.
“Suit yourself.” She took his cock into her mouth, a slow, savoring motion, licking him like he was her favorite kind of ice cream. “Holy wow, Adam—you’re packing some serious heat.”
There was no appropriate response to that because she took him deeper this time, working him like she had all the time in the world. Watching his cock disappear between her lips did a number on him, the pleasure so intense it was an active fight to keep his eyes open and his body still.
There was no chance of holding his words in. “That’s it, sugar. Take me deep. You’re making me feel so fucking good I can barely stand it.” That earned him a particularly hard suck, and he temporarily lost the ability to breathe. “Shit. You’re so goddamn lucky I don’t have a condom on me, or I’d be on you in half a second, spreading those sweet thighs and sinking into your wet heat. You want that, sugar, don’t you?”
She made a sound of agreement, her eyes flashing open to pin him in place.
“Yeah, I thought so. But you deserve better than to be fucked out in the woods like we’re horny teenagers. I’m going to take you in a bed, where I can have you in every position imaginable.”
She let go of his cock with a wet sound. “Are you taking requests?”
How she could joke in this moment when it felt like he was going to burn to ash on the spot was anyone’s guess. He tightened his grip on her hair, not guiding her, just letting her know how close he was to losing it. “I’ll consider it.”
“I want to be on top.”
It was a good thing the tree was holding him up, or his knees would have given out. Adam could perfectly picture what it would be like, her tight little body riding him, her breasts bouncing with each stroke, her dark hair everywhere, her eyes giving him the exact same look she was giving him now—the one that said she was having the time of her life and loving every second of it. “I think we can make that happen.”
“Perfect.” And then she was back, sucking him deep, working him until he had to let go of her hair with one hand and reach above his head to cling to the nearest tree branch.
“Sugar, if you don’t stop what you’re doing, I’m going to lose it.”
“Good.” The word was full of feminine satisfaction. She cupped his balls with one hand, her fingers digging into his hip with the other.
And he was lost. Adam couldn’t keep his eyes open, no matter how hard he tried. He came violently, pumping into her mouth with a curse, and she swallowed down every drop. They were silent for several minutes afterward, Jules resting her head on his thigh and him staring up into the treetops and wondering what the fuck he was going to do.