The Point Of No Return (Book 6 of "Still Breathing")

Nathan and Cooper have been reunited with their friends. For the first time since the tragedy at the farm, things are looking up. Together they can focus on finding a safe place to settle down in, and weather the winter bearing down upon them.

There's just one problem: He can't stop thinking about the woman he left behind.

On top of all her other problems, Garland can't stop thinking about him, either. The small town where she’s waiting for her twin seems calm enough, and she has enough supplies to last her for days. There's nothing to do but wait and worry, but at least she's safe.

She could not be more wrong.

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She wanted the man to not be able to keep his eyes from her.

Or his hands off her.

His innocent fumbling went beyond adorable. He had no idea how cute she found him.

She wanted to eat him up in the best of ways.

As much as she wished she could play with him for the rest of the night and continue past dawn she knew they did not have a lot of time.

Besides, she was in no mood for foreplay.

Bea closed the distance between them and began to tug his shirt over his head. He gladly complied, his breathing going to hell when her lovely chest pressed against his bare flesh. He could feel her warmth against his skin as she wrapped her arms around his neck. He hissed a little when her nails dug into his back; she gently raked them across his skin as their lips finally came together.

She liked shocking him.

Every little thing he did, from kissing to touching her, came with the sweetest bit of hesitation as if what was happening surprised him.

It made her like him even more.

His hands wrapped around her waist and pulled her closer. She deepened their kiss and after what felt like forever he gave in and squeezed her bottom, unable to hold back any longer. She grinned and pulled back enough to watch his face as she forced his hands up to her chest. She pressed them against her naked skin, mischief prancing in her eyes as she watched his lips move.

Not a sound escaped him.

She thought his reactions were adorable.

She bit her lip, just enough to make him sigh.

“Kiss me, country boy.”

He obeyed orders very well.

Bea ran her hands over him, one hand tangling in his hair to pull him closer as their lips locked. Emboldened he gently ran a hand down her bare back, revelling in the feel of her warmth and nearness. He caressed the small of her back, pressing his palm into it to pull her into his chest.

She was so soft and warm and curvy; she smelled and felt so good. He wanted to linger over their every touch and kiss but knew she had been right to say they did not have much time. They were lucky they’d gotten the little bit they’d had so far.

He allowed his hand to dip lower, sliding over the curve of her bottom with a sigh that made her laugh. Their hips pressed together; she could feel a twitching hardness between them that let her know how much he was enjoying their time together.

She mustn’t disappoint.