“This feels good since we got a little sweaty.”

“I love to come here whenever I can. I enjoy cooling off before I stretch out naked on the rocks over there to dry in the sun.”

It sounded so sensuous to Zandy that she followed the direction of his gaze to the smooth, flat boulders. She could almost imagine his naked body as he stretched out on his back with his arms up to use his hands to cushion the back of his head. Her attention returned to him and his body. The water made his nipples taut, hard tips of dusky temptation. She got the urge to taste.

Oh hell, why not? She knew this would be the one and only time she found herself sitting in a creek with a super-sexy guy. Her tongue darted out to lick her lips before she turned into him and lowered her face. He gasped as her mouth latched on to him and he arched his back to give her easier access. One of her hands slid across his flat belly under the water while her other hand gripped his shoulder to keep her balance.

His fingers slipped into her hair to encourage her. She shifted even closer to him, released his nipple and kissed her way to the other one. Loud purrs made his entire chest vibrate. Her hand lifted from his belly to his chest, to feel them better. She was amazed and aroused at the same time by his reaction.

The hold on her hair tightened until he fisted it and tugged her away from sucking and teasing his nipple. She met his gaze for a split second before he lowered his head and his mouth took possession of hers. Firm, desire-hungry lips forced hers apart and his tongue explored and stroked, as if he wanted no doubt left in her mind that he wanted her again. She tried to lift her leg to climb on his lap but he suddenly broke the kiss to stare at her.

“Hands and knees, right here, but turn around,” he snarled, his voice harsh.

His stern tone didn’t scare her. She understood why he sounded half out of control since she wanted him more than her next breath. Letting go of him wasn’t easy since her hands loved the feel of him but she managed to do it. The rock they shared was similar to a ledge and she rose to her knees on it. The embankment directly behind them was a sharp incline covered with grass and clover.

“Grab something,” he growled.

Big hands gripped her hips and pushed her forward enough that her hands shot out to claw at the soft greenery when he bent her over and stood behind her. A knee bumped her thighs, she spread them apart, and suddenly Tiger curled his body over her back. One of his hands opened on the grass inches from her left one and he braced.

His cock nudged against her pussy and he was entering her. He wrapped his free arm around her waist and anchored her firmly in front of him. Zandy moaned from the way he drove into her with one slow but forceful thrust of his hips. He made her take all of him without any hesitation. The feel of him inside her was wonderful and the new position felt even more amazing than him facing her had.

His hold on her waist adjusted until his hand cupped her pussy from the front and located her clit. He pressed a finger against it. Tiger growled and withdrew almost totally from her body before he slammed into her hard and deep. Zandy cried out from the pleasure of it and he wrapped around her tighter as her fingers dug into the earth.

Tiger pounded against her mercilessly as he rubbed her clit. Ecstasy swamped her. She couldn’t think. Nothing existed but his driving cock, hitting wonderful nerves that were drawing her dangerously close to climaxing. It felt so good it nearly hurt as he pounded against her ass harder, hammering her rapidly, and his purrs were loud enough that her body seemed to vibrate with his.

“I could mount you until I die,” Tiger snarled.

“Yes,” she cried out as he thrust into her even faster and harder.

A snarl came from his throat. It brought the sex up another notch instead of frightening her. She felt his teeth clamp down on her shoulder and the sharp points of his fangs actually seemed to bite into her that time. It didn’t matter. The jolt of pain only took her closer to climax.

“God, that feels good,” she panted. “I’m so close.”

He snarled again and his teeth bit down harder on her shoulder as he continued to pound into her from behind while his finger strummed her clit. Zandy felt her body tense and she screamed his name as she came so hard she nearly blacked out.

His teeth released her as pleasure tore through her entire body from her center outward. He roared as he came too with blasts of his release deep inside her body. She could feel him coming, the warm spread of his semen filling her as his hips slowed.

Zandy panted, trying to catch her breath. The only thing keeping her from slumping sideways and sliding into the creek was Tiger’s hold. Her body totally felt boneless and limp as she basked in the afterglow of that bout of sex. It didn’t matter that her head had lowered and that her cheek rested against the ground. A smile curved her mouth when she realized she wouldn’t have cared if they were lying in mud.

The feel of Tiger withdrawing his cock slowly from her pussy made her groan. She felt connected to him and her vaginal walls clamped down almost as if they were protesting the loss too, possibly trying to hold on to him a little longer. He backed away enough to take his weight off her back while his hold on her waist eased. Cold water chilled her overheated clit when his finger left it.

He sat down and pulled her onto his lap sideways. Their gazes met and she smiled.

“Did I say ‘wow’ before? I was wrong. Wow!”

He nuzzled her head aside with his face and she thought he wanted to kiss her neck. He lowered his head instead and his hot tongue licked at her shoulder. It was a slightly strange sensation but she liked it. She felt a little sleepy and really loved being cradled on his lap. His tongue kept flicking at her shoulder, over and over, and curiosity prompted her to speak.

“I’m not complaining, but why are you licking me?”

His tongue stopped. “I bit you hard enough to break the skin this time. I’m cleaning your wound. It will be sore later and hurt.” He didn’t lift his head to look at her while he spoke. “I’m so sorry.”

“Don’t worry about it.” It was odd that he’d bitten her but it didn’t hurt so it couldn’t be more than a scratch. She wasn’t alarmed over it. “Sex injuries happen sometimes and that was totally worth one. I don’t even feel it.” She laughed.

He didn’t. “It’s going to hurt later when you warm from the cold water and the endorphins from sexual gratification subsides.” His voice deepened to a gruff tone. “It may scar. Damn. I didn’t mean to do it.” His tongue lapped at her again.

She thought it was really cute how he’d put that. She’d never met a man who said “endorphins” but wisely didn’t laugh. She was afraid of hurting his feelings if he mistook her reason for finding humor in it. He was sweet and his concern touched her. It even made her fall a little in love with him.

Don’t do that, she sternly ordered. It’s just sex. Don’t forget that. Her humor vanished. “I’m okay.”

His tongue stopped again. “I took you too rough. Are you sore or feeling no pain at all yet?”

She pushed her head against his and he lifted his until their gazes met. The look of regret in his eyes almost broke her heart. So much for their perfect one-time tryst in the woods. Her head turned and she twisted her shoulder enough to see where he’d bitten her. There were two small puncture wounds on the top of her shoulder and she couldn’t see if there were more on the back side. A small amount of blood came from them but the skin wasn’t torn. It didn’t look too terrible and her gaze returned to his.

“Don’t feel bad, okay? Honestly. I’m tougher than I look and that was pretty awesome. The sex and even the bite felt really good. I’m fine.” She smiled. “You didn’t break me.”