Chapter 27
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Brooks
Sage tastes divine. I’ve never much cared for kissing before, but I get it now. I never want my lips to leave her skin. A divine expanse of porcelain, so soft and just begging to be touched.
I nudge her petite nose to the side with mine, angling my lips down along her jaw to her throat where her scent glands are.
I nip at the delicate skin and her entire body shivers, her fingers clenching in my hair.
Strands of it escaping from the messy bun I’d thrown it into, and they tumble down around my face.
When I lick along her neck to her earlobe, she moans and presses her body into mine. I didn’t know I liked the taste of lavender, but turns out, I can’t get enough of it. Especially with those delicious hints of vanilla that I hadn’t noticed before.
“You’re perfect,” I mutter against her skin, my mouth trailing down to suck along her collarbone.
“Brooks,” she whines, tugging at my hair again.
I give in, letting her pull my mouth back to hers. My nose presses into her cheek as we angle our mouths to deepen the kiss. This is like no experience I’ve had before, made all the more wondrous for being with this brave omega.
We devour each other, and I don’t know when it happened, but at some point she climbed me like a tree.
Her arms are wrapped around my shoulders, one hand speared into my hair.
Her legs are around my waist, and she’s rocking her hips into me.
I have one forearm braced along her spine, my hand at the nape of her neck.
I’m holding her up with my other hand, palming her thigh and ass as I try not to dig my fingers into her.
She’s far too tiny, this little omega. Good thing I brought plenty of snacks.
I swallow all of her delightful noises, squeezing her ass as she tries again to somehow pull us closer, but unless we lose more clothes, this is as close as we’re going to get. The tension brewing between us is a delicious tease, a thrill I can’t get enough of.
A shriek breaks through our passion-induced fog, and I wrench away from her. A gaggle of children come tearing down the dunes, headed straight for the water as their voices ring with laughter and excitement.
I turn back to Sage, both of us breathing hard, to find a rueful grin on her face.
“That kiss was amazing,” she whispers, then pats my shoulder. “But I think maybe I should get down now.”
I chuckle, dropping my head to her shoulder for one more moment, then I ease her down my body and take a minute to discretely rearrange my eager cock.
When I turn to the blanket, it’s to see Sage stretched out on her back, one knee bent, propped up on one elbow with everything on display in that swim suit.
I honestly didn’t expect it to hit me that hard.
I mean, I know she’s attractive. But sexual attraction works differently for me than most people. It’s also different with her.
I guess that makes sense, though. Because she’s mine.
“You’re stunning, Petal,” I say, eyes tracing over every inch of her.
She preens under my gaze, her breasts tightening as she elongates her neck with a smile on her lips.
“Thank you,” she says, then drops her gaze for a moment. She bites her lip, then looks back up at me. “You’re stunning too.”
“Let’s get some sunscreen on that pretty skin, then we can relax.”
She tries to take the tube from me, but I tsk, holding it out of reach.
“You want to put it on for me?” she asks, seeming confused.
“I’ll use any excuse I have to take care of you.”
“Oh,” she says, blinking for a second as she takes that in. Then she grins up at me. “Yeah, okay. But only if I can do the same for you.”
My brave girl. She’s come so far in such a short time.