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Chapter Nineteen

Surprisingly we made it into Alabama then kept driving until we got to Panama City Beach, Florida.

It's almost nine o'clock, though, and the beach will have to wait until tomorrow. You'd think seeing Edward naked - completely freaking naked - I'd be okay with another day of not seeing him in swim trunks but for some reason I can't get the image out of my head.

His hot body laying in the sand, his trunks riding up a bit in the front giving me a good view of his muscular thighs sprinkled with sexy, dark hair. I feel like those horny teenage boys in the movies who bite their fist imagining the dirtiest things. I want to experience everything with him.

Especially things with my mouth.

My gentleman cowboy likes a little bit of the naughty, and I'm here for it.

"I think I'll shower," I say once we push into the room, my eyes on the one big bed. Edward sets our bags down and I flop my backpack on the desk, turning to face him. He reaches up and pulls the hat off my head, tossing it onto my bag. "You could shower with me. Want to get all soapy with me?"

Say yes!

He chuckles and runs his fingers through my hair, tilting my head back so he can press a kiss to my lips, nibbling my bottom one until my legs are about to give out. "Yeah, Swanie, I'll shower with you."

"Okay." I pull back and grab his hand, leading him into the bathroom and flipping the switch on. I start the shower and then run into the other room for my soaps and whatnot. I'm gone 30 seconds tops, and Edward's already gloriously naked and stepping into the shower. "You didn't wait for me," I accuse through drooling lips and shaky legs.

He grins and crooks a finger at me, and I step into the shower fully clothed, making him throw his head back and laugh all deep and amazing. "You're fucking cute," he says, his laugh turning into a chuckle, his hands finding my waist and trailing up my sides, pulling my shirt up until I lift my arms and he pulls it off, tossing it over the shower rod. "Get naked with me, Swanie."

I unbutton my shorts and pull them off, taking my underwear with them, and he unsnaps my bra, and I let it fall to the shower floor. Now we're both gloriously naked, and I don't ever want to wear clothes again.

"I never got my first date kiss," he says, water dripping down his face, his hair plastered to his head. His hands wrap around my neck, tilting my head back. "I was a good boy." He grins and licks droplets of water from his lips. "You were the naughty one…"

"What! I was not."

My heart is racing, and every touch from him feels like it's the first touch ever. It's magical and hot and sexy, and I want to plaster myself to his wet body and freaking live there..

He nods, the skin around his eyes crinkling with his never ending smile. "Come here," he says, pulling me closer, bringing his head further down, licking the droplets of water from my lips now. I can't take it though, so I smash my lips against his and kiss him, rougher than I meant to but it's freaking exhilarating.

We're all slippery hands and wet mouths, and when he bites my neck, I gasp and scratch his chest. "You make me crazy," I say, dropping my head back as he licks and sucks across my collarbone. "I like when you're all over me like this. It feels not real - like you're just my imagination. You're too perfect to be real…" He's gentle at first but then his rough hands trail down my back, roughly squeezing my cheeks and lifting me up, my legs wrapping around his waist.

"I'm tryin' to be gentle," he rasps, biting my earlobe. "But your voice, Swanie, it's fucking killin' me. I wanna be rough with you."

"Okay," I breathe, running my hands through his wet hair. "You can be rough. I'll like it." Holy freaking cow, I'll love it, actually.

He lifts his head, water dripping down his face and onto his shoulders, his green eyes all heavy lidded, looking like a wrecked sea God. "Yeah?"

I smile and nod. "Honestly, I'd let you do whatever you want."

"Whatever I want?" He asks, pushing my back against the slippery tiles, pressing his thick erection against my entrance.

"Sure," I breathe, grinding down onto him, not even caring a little bit that I probably look like a crazed sex freak.

He falls forward, putting his weight into me, his forehead resting on the tiles next to my head. "I want somethin'," he says to my shoulder, licking it like a gentle puppy.

"What?" I ask, squeezing my legs tighter around him, making him grunt against my skin. "What are you thinking?"

"I'm thinkin'," he says, nuzzling my neck before lifting his head, his nose running along my cheek, his lips trailing a path across my jaw. "I wanna feel your mouth wrapped around me, Swanie."

"Wrapped around you where?" I ask, biting my lip to hide my smile. I kind of like really badly want to hear him say it.

He smiles, lips against my chin and shakes his head, looking shy and hot and downright freaking adorable all at once. "Baby," he says, all soft and sweet, the king of my freaking heart. "Will you lick and taste and suck my cock?"

"Oh my God," I say, dropping my head back and hitting it on wet tiles. Edward chuckles and sucks on my throat. "This might be weird, but I like really really want to do that."

"Yeah?"

Nodding, I pull his head back. "Yeah. Ever since I saw it."

His dimples make an appearance, and I'm so marrying him before this is all said and done. I'm going to be the cowgirl to his cowboy. I'm going to have all his babies and adopt Chip.

"Let me wash you, Swanie, then you can suck me gentle and ride me rough, yeah?"

"I'm going to need some help - some guidance, alright?" I say, sliding down his body, my smile megawatt..

"Alright." His smile mirrors mine.

"Okay," I say, grabbing my soap.

"Okay," he repeats.

We wash each other which takes longer than necessary because I mean it's Edward naked we're talking about here.

When we're both dry, I slip on a pair of underwear and grab Edward's dirty shirt. I mean, it's practically clean. We've been sitting in a truck all day. I pull it over my head and inhale his scent like a rabid animal. "You smell yummy," I say, crawling onto the bed - the bed Edward just slipped into naked.

He's the good kind of attack on my heart.

I climb onto his lap and kiss his nose. "Hi," I say, stupidly.

"Hey there, Swanie. Long time no see," he teases, yanking his shirt over my head.

"I was wearing that," I say.

He shrugs and clasps my hips with rough work hands. "I like you like this."

"Oh alright," I give in, not that I was going to really argue anyway. I lean in and kiss him, hot, heavy and with his plan in my mind. I may have not been a virgin when we met, but my mouth has never been near an erection in my life. For some reason, though, him even bringing it up makes me want to try it - bad.

We kiss for ages, hands roaming until he's on his back and I'm shimmying down his body, trying not to look like a porn star but a normal girl who is anxious to feel him on my tongue. "I'm a little nervous," I admit, slowly sliding the sheet off his body, my eyes trained on how thick and hard he is.. "I might not be good at this, okay. So just pretend to like it."

"I won't have to pretend, Swanie," he says, the sweetheart, and widens his legs a bit so I can fit between them. "I'm thinkin' I'll like it a lot." His hand pushes my hair back and wraps it gently in a fist.

I push stray hairs out of my face and grip him in my hand, swallowing before I lean down and take him in my mouth. His sharp inhale tugs at my heart, and I just go for it, doing what feels good to me and praying to God he likes it.

His voice, though, it's spine tingling. "You're so good, Swanie," he says, hand still fisting my hair gently, his cock wrecking my mouth delicately, and his entire being destroying me from ever being able to see past green eyes and cowboy hats. "You're so fucking sweet." His voice is low and raspy, and honestly, my underwear are drenched.

I don't know how long we stay like this - my mouth on him, licking, tasting, sucking, him telling me how much he likes it, but when I scratch my fingers lightly down his thighs, his grip tightens in my hair and then he's pulling me up his body, slamming his mouth on mine. "You wanna ride me now?" He asks against my lips.

I nod, and he lifts me off his lap, standing from the bed and stalking to my backpack where a boatload of condoms are. He grabs a strip and comes back to the bed, ripping one off and rolling it on before laying back. "Gosh, cowboy, you're just too sexy for words," I say, straddling his lap.

His finger rubs across my lips. "Same, Swanie."

I grin and slide him inside me, like I've done this hundreds of times when I haven't. He groans and grips my hips, gliding me back and forth, his eyes scanning my face, my chest, our joined bodies before he bites his lip, urging me to go faster. "You like it?" He asks, and I nod. "Tell me."

"I like it," I gasp when he sits up, lifting me up and down, sliding in and out, hitting me way deeper than before.

"You like what, Swanie? Which part?" He asks, quickly licking his lips.

"All your parts," I say, pushing my forehead against his, letting him control the ride.

He shakes his head, rubbing his nose along mine, gripping my hips a smidge tighter. "Say you like my cock," he says. "I wanna hear you say it, baby."

What a cheat!

Eh, do I care?

That would be no.

"I like your cock, cowboy." I whisper the words onto his mouth, and he groans before capturing his lips with mine.

I love this rough, naughty side of my cowboy.

A gentleman with a dirty mouth.

Who would have thought?

The next morning I sneak away to find breakfast while Edward's sleeping. I find a coffee shop across the street from the hotel and grab bagels and cinnamon muffins, a soda for me and a juice for Edward.

My stomach rumbles on the short walk back, and when I push the door open Edward's right where I left him, naked as the day he was born.

But of course older, larger and manlier.

Setting breakfast on the table pushed against the window, I open the blinds and crawl on top of him. "Rise and shine, cowboy." I kiss his lips until he kisses me back and smile when he opens sleepy eyes. "I got breakfast."

"I want you for breakfast, Swanie," he says, trying to pull me back to the bed when I slip away.

"I'll be your dessert after dinner," I joke but am actually totally serious. "I may be deathly afraid of sharks but there's a beach calling our names and swim trunks waiting to be worn. The day has finally come for me to see you on the beach in trunks. Don't make me beg, cowboy."

He smirks and stands, not hiding how serious he was about me being breakfast. I shove a huge bite of bagel in my mouth, and he chuckles before slipping a pair of briefs on. I hand him a bagel and he pulls a chair right next to me, pulling my legs into his lap. "I guess I'm feedin' myself," he says, shrugging like it's not a big deal, and I giggle like a lovesick idiot.

"Such a baby," I tease, climbing on his lap and taking the bagel from him. I feed him bites between kisses and licks and if this is what a life with Edward is, I'll take it. When his bagel is gone, I eat mine while he nibbles my neck and tries to seduce me out of my swimsuit.

I wash my food down with a cold Dr. Pepper while Edward downs his juice. I hop up, pulling him to his feet and push him toward his bag. "The sun and sand are calling our names, boyfriend. Don't make them beg, too."

He grins and shakes his head, dropping his briefs to pull on a pair of black swim trunks.

"You're yummy," I say, slipping on my shoes while he slips on his. I grab his hand and the two towels at the edge of the bed. "I Googled how likely we were to see a shark. It's not likely but also not unlikely. We'll just dip our toes in." Edward laughs, and I widen my eyes at him. "I've seen Jaws, The Meg, Soul Surfer - have you?"

"Yeah, Swanie."

"I rest my case," I say, pulling him to the door. "I just want to see you half naked on the beach. That's all I want."

"Alright," he says. "But I'm warnin' you, you'll probably wanna marry me when you see what I look like layin' in the sand."

Giggling, I shove the towels into his stomach. "You're such a dork."

I mean, I don't doubt it.

Like at all.

I'm trying to figure out how to turn this road trip into forever.