of the dock revealing all of her perfection in a
sensuous play of shadow and light.
Tate gulped loudly. Twice. His eyes drank her in like a man
dying of thirst. When he finally spoke his voice cracked like he was still a
pup. Green and wet behind the ears. But damn, she was the most beautiful thing
he had ever seen.
“Um, Cat,”
“Tate?”
“You, um, dropped your dress.”
Cat’s heart pounded in her chest like thunder. Louder than
the waves even. She knew he could hear it, but she wondered if it sounded like
it was going to bust his eardrums the way it did to her?
She had never done anything so forward before. But this was
it. She was leaving for college soon and she knew that she wanted this more
than anything in the world.
She wanted him more than anything in the world. Since
she was just a pup following him and Rafe around. It had always been him .
Time seemed to slow down to a crawl. She stood there against
the rough support beam, frozen in place. She was just about to lose her nerve.
Then he stepped forward. His scent filled her nostrils, sea air and pine trees.
Tate stood close enough to touch her, but his hands remained stubbornly at his
sides.
His eyes though, his beautiful dark eyes seemed to caress
every inch of her from the tip of her golden head to her sand covered toes. He
leaned forward and Cat exhaled the breath she was holding. She swayed on her
feet. The wanting was nearly her undoing.
Their heads were close then. So close that she tasted his
breath on the air. It was heady and sweet and Cat had never felt quite like
that.
Any memory of stolen kisses with other boys fell far from
her mind. This was the one she had waited for her entire life. This was the
culmination of every silent wish, every sweet daydream, every yearning ache of
her young heart.
Cat’s skin buzzed in response to his strength and energy. It
seemed to vibrate in the air. It touched her skin, filled her nostrils, and
made her blood sing.
Tate leaned in. His full lips brushed hers in a whisper of a
kiss that was so fragile she felt like glass. One wrong move and she would
shatter completely.
His lips were so soft, Cat sighed into them. He pressed his
body against hers and she clung. Following him wherever he led. Never had
anything felt so good.
Her heart thundered inside her chest. Nothing else mattered
in that moment. Just them . The entire world seemed to spin out of focus
and fall away from her. Tate became her only reality.
He moved his lips to her neck, then her shoulder. She opened
her eyes and saw his closed in concentration. God , he was beautiful to
watch.
His dark head was bent in such a way that she saw the slight
movement of his tongue under his sweet lips against her skin. She was so pale
against him.
Tate was bronzed and hard, like some ancient Greek warrior
statue. But he was alive and warm. So very warm , she shivered and goose
bumps broke out along her skin.
But Cat wasn’t cold. This was pure reaction. A sigh escaped
her open mouth and her head fell back as she moved into him. Closer , mmm,
need to get closer .
Delicious . Tate’s brain was in overdrive. He couldn’t
quite wrap his head around what was taking place. This was Cat. Little Cat. But
damn, she tasted every bit as delicious as he always thought she would.
Fresh and clean, sultry sweet with a hint of salt. Her skin
was all smooth pink and gold. She was flushed in the moonlight. Ready and
willing and too sweet to resist. This is Cat.
Tate trembled as he reached out with his work callused hands.
He couldn’t help himself, it was as if he needed to touch her. To posses her. Mine ,
his Wolf growled in his mind’s eye.
He brushed his finger tips over the tender slopes of her
breasts. God , she was so damned soft. Cat purred as he stroked his hand
back and forth across her hardened peak. He bit back his own moan as he leaned
down and kissed her.
Honey , she was honey in his mouth. His tongue snaked around
her soft skin, licking,