“No,” she blurted.
“Then, what’s the problem?”
“It’s complicated… There’s the—”
I pressed a finger to her lips, preventing her from going down that road. I didn’t want to talk about the house or her father or anything else. “Nope. We’re officially on vacation—from life.”
She rolled her eyes and tried to move her lips from behind my finger. The words came out as a jumbled, unintelligible mess.
“But the—”
I shook my head. “Consider this a cease-fire. We can pick up where we left off in a few days. Vacation means no work, no emails, no responsibilities, no…difficult conversations.”
She softened, and I removed my finger though I kept it aloft just in case. “That does sound nice.”
“I’ll take that as a yes.” I swung her into my arms, grinning at her squeal of surprise. I carried her over to the mirror, my dick starting to harden again at the sight of her naked body in my arms reflected back at me.
I set her down and knelt to the floor beside her. “Let me see you—all of you.”
I pressed my lips to her tattoo, the intricate design in dark blue ink. Audrey was…different than I’d expected. She had a tough skin, but beneath it was a flawed, beautiful woman. A woman who was resilient and hopeful. A woman who made me want to explore more of her facets.
Goose bumps rose along her skin, and I continued to explore her, the tension building. Every so often, I glanced up, enjoying the way she watched in the mirror. Her eyes were hooded, her nipples puckered. She looked thoroughly mussed, and I was far from done.
I stood behind her, my cock prodding her back. I tried to ignore the need there, instead placing my hands on her shoulders. “You’re beautiful.”
She dipped her head. “Thank you.”
I smoothed my hands over her arms, placing my hands over hers. “Tell me what makes you feel good. Show me how you touch yourself.”
“How I—” She faltered, and I nodded as I removed my hand. She held hers there a moment before dropping it. “I-I don’t know if I can.” Her cheeks, neck, chest all flushed with color.
“I have another idea. You place your hand over mine. Guide me. Show me what to do. Okay?”
She bit her lip and nodded. I lifted her leg, propping her foot on a nearby box to give us a better view. I swallowed hard, the sight of her pink slit open for me. Her nipples straining as if for my touch. Her lips swollen and parted as if in expectation.Oh fuck.
And then she moved, steering my hand up her stomach, over her breasts. She used her fingers, showing me how to touch her, please her. It was a lighter touch, more of a tease. She had me drag a finger around her breasts, circling the nipple but never actually touching it. And all the while, her breathing grew more ragged.
“Do you like this?” I asked, even though I already knew the answer, could see it in the way she pressed her hips forward.
“Mm-hmm.”
I took my time, keeping my touch light as I continued to tease her. Unable to resist, I leaned in, brushing my lips along her ear. “Fuck, you’re sexy,” I growled.
Her eyes fluttered closed, and I took that as an invitation to continue. But instead of using words, I whispered my lips along her neck, up to her ear. She sucked in a ragged breath when I smoothed her hair away, grazing the shell of her ear with my lips, my teeth.
“Touch me.”
“I am touching you.”
Her eyes opened then narrowed to slits. I smirked, waiting until she was panting before I finally sheathed myself again and slid inside her. I watched in the mirror as I pumped into her, our cries echoing through the attic. And when she came, I pulled her into my arms and pressed kisses into her hair. I was playing with fire, and someone was going to get burned. I only hoped it wasn’t me.
Chapter Eleven
Something wet hit my cheek, and I scrunched up my face. “Ew! Gross. Licking my face is not a turn-on.”
Ethan chuckled from behind me, pulling me closer. “Aw. She likes you.”
“Max isn’t the only one.” I laughed, alluding to the hard-on currently digging into my ass.
