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And I’d wanted it so badly that I was willing to do anything for it.
Yet…I hadn’t realized it was right in front of my face until I’d stared into his eyes and seen it reflected right back at me.
I knew that he felt the same way.
Yet…I also felt like he was holding back. As if he was biding his time or fighting with himself to keep his head.
Which had been what had stopped me from saying the words. From just blurting them out.
Though, it was likely wise.
Who the hell said ‘I love you’ after a week of being with each other?
I shouldn’t say it…right?
“Your ice cream is melting onto your hand,” Slate’s deep, rumbly voice sounded.
I looked down at my hands and noticed that he was right. Ice cream was indeed running down my hand.
Absently lifting it up, I licked the back of my hand clean, thankful that I’d washed my hands.
Because germs.
So. Many. Germs.
If I made it home without having a raging infection due to all the kids coughing on me, it would be a miracle.
Disney in the middle of February—the height of flu season—wasn’t as thought out as it could have been.
I’d just licked the final drip of ice cream when I looked up to find Slate’s eyes hot and aimed right at me.
“What?” I asked.
He licked his own ice cream sandwich, this time making sure to do it slowly. Methodically.
Oh.
I grinned and did the same to my ice cream, having to work double-time to make sure mine didn’t once again start melting all over my hand.
His eyes tore away from mine as if something in front of him demanded his attention.
His eyes started to scan the area, narrowing.
“You need to go to the bathroom again?” he asked curiously.
I frowned. “No…”
He took me by the hand and led me to the bathroom anyway, me following behind him the entire way.
“Slate, what are you…”
He walked straight up to a companion bathroom, yanked open the door, and slammed it closed behind us.
“Slate, what are you…”
The locked clicked in place, and suddenly I found my ass bared to the air, and my body turned so that I was bent over the diaper changing station.
He was kind enough, however, to throw his rain slicker down so that I wasn’t pressed against the dirty counter.
I would’ve been touched by his thoughtfulness had he not notched his cock up with my entrance and started to press himself inside me.
Like every time he entered me at first, I was surprised by his largeness.
Slate was big, and when I say big, I meant big.
I was also on the smaller side, which made him feel even bigger.
But I was wet for him. Though it didn’t take much.
I’d pressed myself against him in line, and he’d gripped my hips and pulled me back even more firmly in front of him, letting me know that he was feeling the same way.
We’d been playing that game for about two hours now, the only time our positions changed were when we had to turn the corner to reform the line on the other side of the barrier.
“You know exactly what I’m doing,” he growled.
Then his entire cock was inside me.
One second, I was empty, and the next I was so full my breath left my body, and my feet left the floor.
We’d never done it from behind.
The mechanics of it were difficult seeing as he was so tall, and I was so short.
And to keep himself from having to bend his knees, he literally just lifted me up off the floor and started to fuck me slowly.
He didn’t give me too hard or too much, instead staying super slow and shallow at first. Allowing me to get used to him while also giving me just a taste of what he had to offer.
I leaned forward more on the bench, giving my arms more weight than I normally would have, and then wrapped my legs around the back of his thighs as best as I could from my current position.
In doing so, I jolted him forward, causing him to grunt and give me more of him.
My breath left my body when he touched places inside of me I hadn’t expected him to touch just yet.
“Shit,” I hissed, moaning due to the pain, but also due to the pleasure that coincided with it.
“Sorry, baby,” he cooed, running his hand up and down my back in a soothing gesture.
“Do it again,” I ordered, trying not to sound like I was begging but knowing I’d failed.
I didn’t have to ask him twice. The next time he entered me, it was with much more force than the previous time.
The pleasure/pain of his thrust was enough to send my senses into overdrive.
“God,” I breathed. “Yes.”
From that point forward, he gave me his full length, ramping up his force one thrust at a time until he was entering me so hard that my hips were digging into the counter.
