Page 48 of Keeping it Local

“Keep going. I’m so close.”

“I want you to soak my face when you come on me,” I said, before focusing back on her wetness and adding a third finger that had her writhing against me.

“I’m so close. Right there.”

As she said it, I felt her start to tense up under me, her heels digging into my back as I pumped my fingers in and out of her, wanting to make sure she got what she needed to go over the edge. I sucked on her clit, continuing the constant pressure, until she clamped her legs around my head, then pushed me off.

“No more, no more. Oh my god.” She closed her legs, still tense from her orgasm, and I had to chuckle. Seeing her undone was one of my favorite things.

After she loosened up, I lifted up and kissed her, tongue pushing in, letting her taste herself on me. She took my face in her hands, then wrapped them around me, before running them down the length of my body, palming my cock under my jeans. I grabbed her hand with mine, leading her to stroke me.

“You feel what you do to me?” I whispered in her ear, and she tensed up as I said it. She had a thing about whispering in her ear. I felt like I could make her come just from that.

“Mmmm, yes. I want it. I want it in me.” She started pumping me through my jeans, and I’m sure I was leaking out of my tip already.

“I love when you tell me what you want. I want to give it to you.”

“I want you to fuck me with your big cock and make me beg for you so that they hear me around the bend.” She leaned into me, kissing my neck, and I was already falling over the edge with her.

“You’ll get that.” I looked up then, making sure no one else had joined us since the last boat left. It was broad daylight at this point, and anyone who pulled around the bend would see exactly what was happening. “You’ll get my big cock in you.” I nibbled her bottom lip.

She reached over and tried to unbuckle my belt, but I took over, unbuttoning and pushing my jeans down with my briefs. I was still kneeling between her, and her core was the perfect height for my length to slide into her. Reaching into my wallet, I pulled out a condom, sheathed myself, and pushed all the way in on one thrust. She was so ready I didn’t need to ease in. She wanted it, and looking down at her, I saw the post-orgasm glow on her face as she licked her lips and ran her hands down my shirt-covered abs. As she got to the base of my cock, she grabbed me between her fingers and pumped once. My head fell back, and I groaned, focusing on not losing it after just getting into her sweet pussy.

“Baby, you do that, and I’m going to come right now, and I don’t think you’ll like that much.”

She looked up at me, her face pink, and licked her lips, nodding at me in between her deep breaths. Reaching behind me, she grabbed my ass and pulled me into her.

I leaned in and kissed her neck, then took her lips in mine and ran my tongue against hers. She felt too good, and I wanted it to last. I wanted to get her off again before I got off.

She grabbed my face and pulled it to her, running her hands through my scruff. I ran my hands up and down her a few times, slowly pumping in and out of her, while tracing my fingers over her center before making tight circles around her bundle of nerves.

As soon as I did, her head fell back again, and she moaned. I knew she was close again after being so sensitive from before, and I picked up my speed, focusing all my attention on her, just leaning in and out a few times.

Within a couple minutes, I felt her tighten up around my cock, and it was everything I needed to feel from her. She grabbed her breasts before moaning, then pushing my hand away from her swollen clit. At that, I pumped a couple more times and felt myself fall over the edge. Her soft wet pussy pulling me in as I came, leaning into her, thrusting my tongue against her before finally letting my spent body lean on top of hers.

The sun beat down on us, and as she smiled at me, her freckles on full display, I knew I was done for.

Everything I told Lane about protecting my heart? That was out the window. I needed this woman in my life, and not just for the summer. I’d just have to figure out what that looked like and convince her.

Chapter 18

Beth

As we pulled into the marina, my face flushed with heat from what Johnny and I had just done. After we cleaned ourselves up, we spent a couple more hours fishing before hitting our limit and coming back to shore. I couldn’t believe I’d allowed myself to have sex out there when anyone could have driven their boat up next to us. It’s not like we were in a private cabin of a big boat. We were on his little fishing boat where we were both fully exposed.

I was embarrassed, and yet it felt right with him. It felt good. It felt like we’d been doing this for a lot longer than a month, and he was the first man that made me feel confident in not only who I was but also in what I wanted. There was freedom in that. I craved it, and it made me not only comfortable with him but made me want more of him. It was completely different than how I felt with Michael, and I couldn’t believe I was missing out on this feeling before.

I shook my head, trying not to overthink things. I needed to think about this as what it was—a summer fling—and focus on safer topics, like the Blueberry Festival.

“I think I’m going to ask Mary about the festival donation when I see her later today.”

Johnny nodded. His face was red from the sun, and he’d flipped his hat around to shield his eyes as he navigated. “I’m sure she’ll say yes,” Johnny said, focused on docking the boat. “Why wouldn’t she?”

“Probably because she’s always said no before.” I ran my hands down my pants, feeling my palms sweat.

“She loves you. You know that. Even if she doesn’t want to, I’m sure it’ll go well.”

I nodded back at Johnny as he parked and racked my brain for what to say.