98. Courtney
Chapter 98
Courtney
My eyes close as Sterling kisses me softly, his tongue lightly caressing mine.
My mouth still tastes like his release. And it makes this kiss… more.
More real.
More intense.
More devastating.
He brushes his thumb across my cheek, then he moves his hands to grip me under my arms.
Sterling rests his forehead against mine, breaking the kiss, before he lifts me.
My feet tingle as they once again press against the deck. And my knees ache from kneeling on the wood. But I’ve never felt sexier, standing here in my underwear and Sterling’s flannel, with streaks of him all over my body.
Stepping away, he crosses the deck and grabs my towel.
I hold my hand out, but instead of giving it to me, he reaches past me to dip the edge in the water, then uses the warm, wet corner of the towel to clean me off.
Dragging it over my breasts. Across my stomach.
He wets it again, then even more gently wipes it up my neck. Across my chin.
It’s sweet.
Familiar.
Caring.
But then the sound of tires on gravel reaches us. And I know the moment is over.