With his mouth on mine, his tongue teasing me, he slid slowly inside. I stretched for him in the most intoxicating way.
I moaned, wrapping my legs around his waist, hardly able to process how good he felt. How good everything about this moment felt.
He began to thrust, slowly at first. I tilted my hips up, savoring everything. I didn’t feel vulnerable, lying naked beneath him; I felt wanted, and alive, and aching for more. The connection between us felt unreal and I couldn’t get enough.
“More,” I said.
He grinned, his teeth glowing in the soft light. “So eager.”
My smile was cut off by a moan that escaped me when he picked up the pace. He thrust harder and I tightened my legs around him, my nails digging into his shoulder blades as I met him thrust for thrust. The pleasure was overwhelming, and I couldn’t contain the moans and gasps that escaped my lips.
“Yes, just like that,” I got out, my words barely a whisper.
Harrison groaned with desire.
I was on fire, and the only thing that could put it out was him.
“Harder,” I begged.
He grunted, speeding up, his movements more desperate.
“Fuck,” he growled.
The sound of his pleasure tipped me over the edge and a second orgasm tore through me. I pulsed around him, and thefeeling of his thrusts, coupled with his ragged breathing as he approached his own release, intensified mine.
He stiffened and then shuddered. He cried out my name, and thrust once more.
As he collapsed on top of me, my body still trembling from the aftershocks, I realized that there was no going back. We hadn’t even begun to discuss what the hell this was, but it certainly wasn’t casual. At least not for me.
The irony didn’t escape me. This was exactly what Harrison had been worried about last night—sleeping together, and me immediately catching feelings. He had barely pulled out of me and already my emotions were too overwhelming to process.
I didn’t say anything as he gazed into my eyes and cradled the back of my head carefully with his hand. Maybe we hadn’t said everything that needed to be said yet, but his look told me he was feeling this too.
Maybe it still scared him, but I just hoped he’d face it this time.
TWENTY-FIVE
Harrison
“We don’t haveto go if you don’t think you can stomach it,” I insisted.
“For the last time, I want to go. The ferry was just bad for me because we were inside.”
“You’re sure?” I eyed her up and down, not wanting her to brave this activity just because I had come up with it. Or rather, Maria had.
After Lila and I had spent that incredible night together, I’d barely been able to sleep. I was too focused on how perfectly she fit, wrapped in my arms as she drifted off. I woke up earlier than her for the first time and went in search of Maria. Lila had spent the whole trip dragging me around, and I wanted to plan something for her for a change. She deserved it for putting up with my grouchy ass this whole time.
Maria had suggested a boat to the volcano, where we could get out and walk around. It sounded perfect, but I was wary of taking Lila on another boat after she’d gotten sick the last time. I’d made a list of alternatives, but when I’d presented the volcano option to Lila, she had gotten so excited and insisted she would be fine.
“Look,” she said, patting her bag. “I’ve got my motion sickness medicine and some crackers. I’ll be fine.”
“Okay,” I relented, leaning down and kissing her on the top of the head without even thinking about it. When I pulled away, she looked a bit taken aback.
Shit.
Was I not supposed to do that? Were we not there yet? Affection came easy with Lila, easier than it had ever come in my entire life. I had no idea what the hell I was doing, but I hoped she’d be patient while I figured it out. I’d likely be a bumbling fool, but I needed to make her realize that I’d do anything for her.
Making plans for today was just the start. I had to show her that I was worth her time, even though I knew I probably wasn’t.
