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They needed to join my wardrobe-centric altar of worship right alongside Vinh’s sweater and jean jacket. But only Vinh would wear the shorts.
As if in perfect sync, we pulled back to run our eyes over each other, both of us naked now except for the bikini top straining under my breasts. The warm water of the shower steamed the space and fogged the glass door, making the moment feel even more private, more intimate.
Our gazes clashed again as our chests heaved in anticipation.
Then we moved as one.
The feel of his skin flush with mine was intoxicating.
The way he breathed my name over and over the most beautiful hymn ever sung.
He spun me around, his tattooed arm banding across my chest before he pulled me flush against him, my ass pressed to a firm thigh. His other hand snaked down my body, stopping right at my center, and my mouth opened in a silent scream as his fingers spread my wetness through my slit before he pushed a finger inside my aching pussy. He laid kisses on my bare shoulder as he thrust his finger in and out slowly, the glide easy. My hips bucked forward, a plea for more that was answered by the addition of a second finger and a firm press on my clit with his thumb.
I’d caught fire again. The pleasure was so unreal that an unattractive grunt escaped my mouth before I could catch it. I slammed my lips together, but as expected, Vinh missed nothing. He grasped my chin, stroking my bottom lip with his thumb. “None of that,” he demanded.
When I relaxed my lips, he made a beautiful choking sound and bit down on my shoulder as I sucked his thumb into my mouth. Encouraged, I reached back to stroke his thigh and recaptured his cock, taking a moment to find just the right angle from my position in front of him. As I matched the pace of my strokes with the thrust of his fingers, words were lost between us.
When he pressed his thumb down on my clit again and started to rub tight, slow circles, it briefly reminded me of our arcs around the pool before I lost all thought.
I was made of pure feeling as I threw my head back and Vinh caught me, taking my mouth in a messy clash of lips and teeth as I came, my center locking down on his fingers and my strokes of his cock faltering while he worked me through my climax. We breathed each other's air, our eyes hooded and locked on each other in wonder as I took him in hand again, and he joined our mutual ecstasy mere moments later.
Vinh pulled me in for a crushing hug. He leaned me backward into the stream of water, washing away the evidence of our pleasure for several long, luxurious moments before reaching over and turning off the water. The sudden silence was jarring enough that a sliver of clarity came back into my brain—just enough to inspire me to finally remove my top and smooth my hair back.
I looked up at him, not a modest notion in my mind or body, and smiled. His eyes raked downward, his expression both languid and sharp, as if he was memorizing each slope, valley, and freckle of my body. I did the same to him, marveling at this gorgeous human, until he stepped forward and took my face in his large hands, kissing me soundly.
“Keeping you,” he whispered.
The words washed over me, bathing me in the belief—the hope—that this man could actually be mine.
37
VINH
Iwas no longer a homeowner.
All plans I’d made before Bree were invalid.
I wouldn’t change anything that had happened.
Except I’d now changed everything.
My only regret was how long the process of selling the condo had been, even with it being a direct sale to my Aunt Ari and Uncle Gil.
Instead of making the four-hour round trip multiple times, which if I’m honest was what I’d wanted to do, I’d reluctantly opted to remain in Gulf Shores since my arrival here on Sunday night. It was the most efficient way to schedule all the legal hoops we had to jump through to get the sale done as quickly as possible.
The only problem was Bree’s living situation.
I sat on the balcony of what was now Aunt Ari and Uncle Gil’s condo in Gulf Shores, thinking back on the solution I’d come up with.
We still hadn’t really talked about the trailer. Since she’d hurt her ankle, which was almost a week ago now, she’d stayed with me or Cody and to my knowledge hadn’t set foot back on her grandmother’s property.
After the life-altering, soul-rearranging experience of making each other come in the locker room shower, Cody had called Bree on our way to the boat, saying that he was going back to the cruise ship the next morning. One glimpse of her frown and I’d rerouted and dropped Bree off at Cody’s dad’s house so they could have one more night together.
Cody had met us in the driveway where we’d exchanged numbers, Bree watching the entire exchange with a beautiful, satisfied smile on her face. And I’d headed back to the boat wearing a similar one after she didn’t hesitate to kiss me goodbye in front of her best friend.
I’d spent most of the following day at Ari’s, getting ahead of some of the prep work before helping with the post-church rush. Liem had been on time to help too, and once the crowd thinned, I’d asked him to sit with me on the patio.
“What’s up bro?” he asked.
