Part 10 (1/2)

”We have an announcement.” Amy smoothed her dress over her belly and waited for everyone to look over. ”Tony and I have decided to sell our second cottage.”

”Really?” Sky's eyes widened.

”Yup.” Amy smiled at Tony.

”We thought we'd see if you or Blue wanted to buy it, and if not, then we'll hold on to it for a while,” Tony explained. ”We're not in a hurry to get rid of it, but with the baby coming, we were thinking of getting something bigger, maybe on the water. And we aren't interested in selling it outside of the families of the current owners, so we thought we'd offer it up.”

”Is that the cottage you're renting?” Sawyer asked Sky.

She nodded. ”Bella, Jenna, and Amy, along with our other friends, Leanna and Jamie, all own cottages at Seaside, and they grew up spending summers together there. The cottages were pa.s.sed down through their families.”

”Since Tony and I got married, we have an extra one.” Amy rested her head on Tony's shoulder. ”Maybe we should hold on to the cottage for a while after all. It came in handy this summer for Sky. Right, honey?”

”Right, kitten,” Tony answered before pressing his lips to hers.

”I would love to buy it, but since I just opened the shop, I think I'd better hang on to the little savings I have,” Sky said.

Blue ran a hand through his hair. ”I just got a call this afternoon about that lighthouse deal that fell through last summer. I'm considering sinking my cash into that.”

”Well, we just wanted you guys to know. Leanna's brothers or sister might be interested, too,” Amy said. A breeze swept up from the bay, and she s.h.i.+vered against Tony. ”It's getting late and cold. I think I'm ready to call it a night.”

Sawyer touched Sky's cheek. ”Are you chilly?”

”You know what? I think I'm ready to call it a night, too.”

She licked her lips, and the look in her eyes told him everything he needed to know, and so much more.

Chapter Nine.

THE LAND ROVER idled at the end of Pete's dark, tree-lined road, where Sawyer had one foot pressed on the brake and his arms wrapped around Sky, as his tongue explored her mouth.

”You taste so sweet,” he said between kisses.

”Marshmallows,” she said quickly, cras.h.i.+ng her lips to his again.

Her hand slid over his thigh, pulling a groan from his lungs.

”We should go.” He reluctantly pulled back, then pressed his lips to hers again. ”Jesus, Sky. I can't stop kissing you.” He buried his hands in her hair and held her still as they claimed each other's mouths. He wanted to lay her down and feel her luscious curves beneath him right there in the truck.

Headlights illuminated the interior of the truck from behind, and he forced himself to tear his lips from hers again. They both looked behind them, then laughed as Sky moved back into her seat and buckled up.

”Your brothers are going to hate me,” he said as he turned onto the main road.

”That's Tony's truck, and it's about time my brothers realize I'm a woman, not a little girl.” Her tone was thick with defiance, and it did all sorts of things to his already heated body.

”Would I be taking advantage of that statement if I asked you to come back to my place?”

”I'd be disappointed if you didn't,” she answered with a seductive smile.

”Take advantage, or ask you back to my place?”

”Both.”

The word hung between them, suspended by silent promises that he couldn't wait to keep.

Fifteen minutes later he drove up the windy narrow road to the seash.e.l.l driveway that led to his three-story house overlooking the bay. He didn't need four bedrooms or an acre of dunes, but the family lineage made the large house feel like a home.

He helped Sky from the truck. Her hair was disheveled from their make-out session, and tendrils framed her face as she gazed up at him. Her beauty was subtle and overwhelming at once, and the tantalizing combination of innocence and rebellion dancing in her eyes drew him right in.

”Want to go inside and talk?” he offered, because he'd already said inappropriate things on their first date, and telling her that his body was vibrating with the need to taste more of her was probably too forthright for a second date. ”There's so much I want to know about you.”

She hooked her finger in the waist of his jeans. ”Me too.”

Her voice was breathy, her eyes heavily lidded and seductive, and when he lowered his mouth to hers, she made a soft sound of surrender the second before their tongues touched. He savored the feel of her warm and yielding skin against him. The floral scent of her shampoo mixed with the salty sea air as it whipped around them, and when she pressed her delicate hands to his sides, keeping him close, it sent a tingling down his spine. He succ.u.mbed to the electrifying need burning inside him and pulled her tightly against him. The breadth of his hands covered the width of her back as he pressed his thick thigh between her legs. She moaned into his mouth, and it ricocheted through him. His body throbbed as she rode his thigh, his hard length pressed against her hip. The sounds of the sea faded into their heavy breathing. He had to feel her skin against him. He lowered his hand to the curve of her a.s.s and gathered her long skirt in his fist, then drew back and searched her eyes, making sure they were on the same page.

”Sawyer,” she murmured.

Hearing the desire in her voice sent heat coursing through him as their mouths crashed together again in reckless abandon. She clutched his hips, pressing against his thigh and driving him out of his blessed mind. Fervently kissing her, he unfurled his fist, sending her skirt sailing over his open hand as he clutched her sweet a.s.s through her lacy panties. Her head tipped back, and her lips parted with another s.e.xy, needful sigh. Her hips gyrated against his thigh with precise, determined moves. He sealed his mouth over her neck, sucking and stroking her silky skin, loving the quickening in her breathing, the tightening of her fingers. He wanted to be so much closer to her, to know everything there was to know about her, but his body was on fire, and she was clinging to him like he was her anchor-and d.a.m.n did he want to be her anchor.

His hands trembled with restraint, and when she rocked her hips against him again, his impatient fingers slid to the center of her damp panties.

”Oh G.o.d,” she whispered.

His hand stilled, wanting desperately to sink into her, to feel her warmth surround him, but he wanted so much more of Sky than this. He pressed his cheek to hers and whispered, ”I want you, Sky, so very much of you.”

”Yes, Sawyer. I want you, too,” she answered.

His chest tightened with her confession. ”Not here. I want you naked in my bed, where I can pleasure you over and over again,” he rasped against her ear, before taking her in another demanding kiss. Kissing Sky was h.e.l.l on his self-control. It took all he had to keep from stripping her down and taking his fill right there in the sand.

With his pulse racing in his chest, he pulled back, forcing himself to withdraw from between her legs, and he touched his forehead to hers. ”Still with me?”

”G.o.d, yes-”

”Sky...” Emotions blurred his thoughts. He wanted to take her inside, needed to take her away from the cool air and the dense sand. Desperate to make her his and utterly powerless to find the resolve to pull away, he sealed his lips over hers again. His tongue searched, his hands claimed, and his mind spiraled into someplace hot and dark. Her fingers fisted in his hair as he slid his hand behind her knee and lifted it to his hip, pressing his throbbing erection against her.

”More. I need more,” she pleaded.

A low growl rolled up his chest. There was nothing romantic about the way their mouths came together. It was a hard, toothy, wet kiss, filled with unstoppable desire. Rough hands lifted her skirt and tore down her panties as he furtively sought the spot he knew would make her cry out his name. She clawed at his shoulders. Her hands slipped to his biceps, nails digging into his skin, pulling downward as he dropped to his knees and spread her thighs, then brought his mouth to her.

”Oh...G.o.d...Sawyer.”

Words streamed from her lips as he licked and nipped and finally-Lord, finally-sank his fingers inside her tight heat. She grabbed his head and held his mouth against her as he skillfully lapped and teased. She went up on her toes, and he felt her whole body shudder as the climax gripped her and she came against his mouth.

”OhG.o.dohG.o.d...Sawyer...Ah...So good.”