Escape With Me (Love With Me 1)

The room was dark as they tumbled inside, mouths pressed together. She wanted to rip his shirt off and if there were a way to be instantly naked, she would have done it.

“Here's my room,” she whispered, feeling like she should say something now that they were here.

Wyatt just chuckled, the sound low and throaty, before kissing her again.

The back of the bed bumped against her legs and Cassie looked up into Wyatt's green eyes, her breathing coming hard and fast. He looked back at her with lust and desire. He wanted her. It was the biggest ego boost Cassie had ever felt. This stud muffin of a man, with his beachy hair and beautiful body, wanted her.

She swallowed hard, and the corners of his mouth twitched up into a smirk of a smile. His eyes left her face, going to her shoulders. He kissed the bare skin of one and then slid the strap of her tank top off her shoulder.

She shivered, and he did it again.

With his eyes back on her face, he tugged on her shorts. She undid the button, and they fell to the ground.

Wyatt's playful smirk vanished and was replaced with awe. His eyes darted up and down her body as she tried not to cover herself. She'd chosen her nicest underwear and strapless bra, but she still felt like it wasn't enough. It was beige and practical, even though it was decent quality. She wished she had something lacy and sexier. At least she still had the sparkly necklace on.

“You are gorgeous,” he whispered, his voice close to reverent.

Cassie flushed at the compliment, feeling heat spread from her cheeks down her chest.

“So beautiful.” He kissed her bare shoulder again, reverent and delicate. His hands traced her arms, sending goosebumps across her skin. With his gentle touch and soft kisses, she felt beautiful. Even her simple underwear didn't matter anymore. She merely closed her eyes and focused on his touch.

With her eyes closed, she reached her hands under the hem of his shirt. His stomach muscles tensed under her fingertips, turning into hard rocks of muscle and hot skin. A low, primal moan escaped her throat.

Her eyes opened as she lifted the shirt. He helped pull the fabric up and over his head. His skin was sun-kissed and hot. The muscles were defined in his chest and stomach, but not overly so. It was just enough to show that he spent time on his body.

He grinned at her. She bit her lower lip and grinned back. His body was excellent, but good lord that smile was what did her in. That confident little grin matched with sparkling green eyes was what made the heat in her belly ratchet up to a million degrees.

His hands went to her hips, his fingertips rough against the smooth skin of her waist. With careful strength, he pushed her onto the bed so that she was sitting with her feet on the floor. That sexy, confident smirk filled his face as he dropped to his knees and shouldered his body between her legs.

Cassie's breath caught in her throat. Was this really happening?

Don't think. Just do, she told herself, closing her eyes and trying to relax.

Relaxing was hard when he looked at her with that cocky grin. Slowly, she lay back as he kissed her knees and then worked his way up her thighs with his mouth.

His fingers hooked the edges of her underwear, and he pulled down. A low, male growl escaped his lips as he nibbled on her inner thigh.

He leaned forward and kissed her sweet spot. The unexpected touch shot electric desire straight up Cassie's spine and short-circuited her brain. It didn't help that then he started to use his mouth and fingers to keep the electricity going.

She lost herself to the pleasure, her hips arching to match the beat of his tongue. Every lick, every caress sent waves of heat up and down her spine until she was sure she would burst into flames at any moment. Her fingers white-knuckled the bed sheets as she crested over a mountain of pleasure.

She lay gasping on the bed, lost in pleasure and sensation. Her whole body shook and yet felt like jello at the same time. The necklace felt cold against her hot skin.

She opened one eye to look down and see Wyatt smiling up at her. He seemed pleased with himself.

“I think that was even better than the beach,” he told her.

“We never finished what we started there,” Cassie replied, slowly sitting up. “I think you need fewer clothes.”

Wyatt grinned, rocking back on his heels and then standing. Cassie watched, her eyes hungry for his body as he undid his pants and kicked them to the side. He wore boxer-briefs, and they made his ass look amazing. Wyatt winked at her before pulling them down.

“Wow,” Cassie murmured. She couldn't pull her eyes away from him. He wa

s a glorious specimen of a man. She swallowed hard. “There's condoms in my purse.”

She quickly stood and rushed to her purse, pulling out the small box. Her hands shook with excitement as she tore open the package and handed him one.

“You still have more clothes on than me,” he teased gently, motioning to her bra as he slipped the condom on. As fast as she could manage it, Cassie had her bra and panties off and was back in the middle of the bed.