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holding back nothing as he pushed himself deeper. He
rocked her pelvis, grinding against her pubic mound with enough pressure to make
her cry out and cling to him, needing more. “Yesss,” she sobbed, unable to stop
the rushing tide of sensation swamping her body. She wasn’t alone. Within
moments of her shuddering completion, Justin followed, crying out with a hoarse,
throaty groan that echoed in the still night.
    “Oh, God, woman,” he breathed, rolling off her to his back, his
chest heaving. For a long moment, neither spoke. The cacophony of night sounds
filled the air with beautiful music and Lilah couldn’t help the sudden rush of
tears. Alarmed, Justin rolled to his side and wiped the tears away. “What’s
wrong? Are you okay? I thought you wanted this?” he asked, distressed.
    She offered a watery chuckle at his concern but didn’t know how
to explain without oversharing. “I’ve been under a lot of stress,” she finally
said. And it wasn’t a lie, per se. Trying to kill yourself, getting committed,
all the while trying to save your family’s resort was stressful. She forced a
smile. “I’m sorry. I ruined the moment.”
    His relieved expression was worth the small lie. “For a second
there I was worried I’d misread the signs.”
    “I’m not sure how you can misread a naked woman with her tongue
down your throat.”
    “Well, I did feel pretty secure that I was heading in the right
direction until just now.” He smiled ruefully and she giggled. “So, stress, huh?
What’s happening that’s got you all stressed out?”
    She shook her head. “Let’s not ruin the night with
reality—it’ll come soon enough. Let’s just enjoy ourselves.”
    “Oh, crap. You’re married, aren’t you?”
    Lilah laughed out loud. “No, of course not,” she assured him.
“Things are just...complicated and I don’t want to think about all that stuff
right now.” She popped to her hands and knees and then straddled Justin,
positioning her moist, hot heat right over his rapidly stirring penis. “What do
you say we jump in the water, rinse and repeat?”
    Justin smoothed the hair from her eyes as it hung down and
tickled his chest with the damp strands, and she was struck anew how
handsome—borderline adorable—he was. Likely, he was the one with a wife. But
that wasn’t her concern. Not tonight. He rose up to meet her mouth, capturing it
with firm, possessive pressure, pushing her down until she was on her back
again. She thrilled at the way his stare devoured her body and came back for
more. “I say that’s a stellar idea,” he agreed with an openly lustful gaze.
“Because by the time we leave this beach, I want to know every inch of your
perfect body.”
    “Is that so?” she asked, drowning in the darkness of his
eyes.
    “Yes.”
    She licked her lips, fastening her gaze on his delectable
mouth. “Then what are you waiting for?”
    “Saucy wench,” he growled before capturing her mouth and
pinning her to the blanket.
    Lilah gasped and realized as his mouth traveled to her
breast...they weren’t going to make it back to the water.
    Not yet, anyway.

CHAPTER FIVE
    A FTER SEX , J USTIN ALWAYS felt good. All those
endorphins rushing through his body, that nice, satiated feeling permeating his
bones—hell, sex was just what the doctor ordered most times.
    And so yes, Justin felt good.
    But there was something else...something he couldn’t rightly
put his finger on, that was tugging at him.
    Maybe it was because, even as they were packing up to return to
Larimar, he still didn’t want the night to end.
    That in itself was troubling.
    He wouldn’t call himself the wham-bam variety of man, but he
wasn’t a cuddler, either. Most times, it just felt awkward and weird and he
spent ninety percent of that cuddling time wondering when it would be acceptable
to get up and leave.
    But Lilah wasn’t clinging to him or pestering him for his
number or acting like most random hook-ups, and while he