Page 47 of Runaway Road (Runaway 1)

My hand pressed against my heart. She was stealing it, little by little.

“Are you coming in here?” she hollered from the water after popping up about twenty feet away. “Or are you afraid of a woman swimming in her underwear?”

“Smart-ass.” I grinned, reaching behind my head to yank off my T-shirt. My flip-flops were still under the steering wheel where I’d kicked them off during the drive. Three long strides and I was up and off the boat, stretching long as I dove into the water.

Surfacing beside her, I slicked the hair off my face. “What was that about your underwear?”

Londyn smiled, her hands coming to my shoulders as she drifted closer. Her legs tangled with mine in the cool water below as we treaded to keep afloat.

I wrapped one arm around her waist, pulling her hips flush against the ridges of my stomach. With my other hand, I cupped her ass, squeezing the wet lace in my palm. She gasped when I pressed my erection into her inner thigh.

“You’re driving me crazy, honey.”

She leaned in, her lips a whisper from mine. “If you kiss me today, you’d better not stop.”

There’d be no stopping, not today. I’d threatened to fuck her on that rock, but the boat would work fine instead.

My lips crashed into hers, the sweet taste of her mouth consuming me as my tongue dove inside. I pulled her closer with one arm, holding tight as I plundered her mouth and my other hand stretched for the boat, using it to keep my balance as my legs propelled us.

“Brooks,” she panted my name, breaking her lips away when we reached the boat’s platform.

“Up.” I put my hands on her hips, hoisting her out of the water. Drops fell from her tan skin, landing on me as I planted my hands on the platform and shoved myself out of the water. The moment my feet were steady, she was in my arms, our bodies crashing together and our mouths fusing.

We fumbled over the back of the boat, slipping and sliding as we made our way to the center aisle. I swiped a towel from the stack I’d brought along, shaking it out with one hand. I tore my lips away, making Londyn moan as I laid the towel on the wet carpet.

I took her hand, tugging her to her knees beside me. Then I wrapped her in my arms and eased her to the floor, hovering above her.

“This okay?”

She nodded, snaking a hand around my neck and pulling me down.

There was nothing languid or slow about our next kiss. This wasn’t a kiss to explore or learn about one another. This kiss was the prelude. This kiss was the last one in a long line of kisses that had led us here, to my bare chest against her smooth skin.

My hand reached between us, c

upping her breast. I pulled the cup of her bra under the curve to set her nipple free. I twisted the hard nub in my hand, rolling it to a peak as her back arched off the towel.

I needed it in my mouth. I needed to taste every inch of this incredible woman. I tore my lips away, dropping to suck on her skin.

“Shit,” she hissed, her fingers diving into the wet strands of my hair as I rolled her nipple around my tongue. Her eyelids were closed, her wet mouth open as she breathed.

She was a picture of ecstasy and we hadn’t even gotten to the good parts yet.

I grinned, giving her nipple a playful nip before leaning away and stripping the straps of her bra off her shoulders. It closed in the back so she pushed up, reaching behind to undo the clasp.

“Condom?” Her chest heaved. “Please tell me you have a condom on this boat.”

“Yeah.” I popped open the compartment below the steering wheel and retrieved my wallet. I’d put a condom in there earlier this week, just in case my control cracked.

With the foil packet in my hand, I tossed the wallet aside and ripped at Londyn’s panties. The lace shredded as I tugged hard, and the scrap of fabric got tossed carelessly to the side.

Londyn relaxed onto her elbows, her eyes hooded as she widened her legs.

My hand went to my heart once more. “You’re . . .” My heart did another thunk. “Beautiful.”

That wasn’t the right word but as a smile spread across her face, I lost the ability to think.

Her eyes darted to my shorts. “Are you going to take those off? Or would you like some help?”