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“Are you thinking about it?”
I nodded.
“Let me guess…” He clucked his tongue. “Our kiss on the street in front of the Concord?”
“That made me something more than happy.” I held my breath, hoping that my response was heard loud and clear. I might have overreacted with the whole penis-showing situation. I just wasn’t expecting it. Who just pulls out his penis?
A guy who works in porn, that’s who.
When I opened my eyes, Max’s heated stare engulfed me. My entire body ignited at the darkness that had taken over his eyes. He wanted the same thing I did.
“I know what’s making me happy right now.” I craned my neck, hiding my eyes from him.
“Does it make you happy when I touch you?”
He traced his finger on the outside of my breast. I couldn’t suppress the shiver that raced up my spine. I sucked in a heavy breath and nodded.
“Does it make you happy when I touch you…here?”
He’d slipped his hand under my hoodie. That same finger circled my nipple, damning my choice of wearing a non-padded bra. The stiff peak protruded against my thin T-shirt.
Instead of a nod, this time he got a whimper.
His fingers worked like magic, teasing and torturing my nipples until they were so hard they hurt. I knew the only thing that would ease the ache was his mouth on them, but I wasn’t one for asking.
The breeze off the water cooled the skin above my pelvis when he exposed my stomach, pulling my clothes up and around my breasts. He traced the line of my cleavage, over the underwire of my bra, to my belly button. My stomach muscles tightened in excitement when he circled my innie then dipped down toward the line of my yoga pants. Back and forth his finger traced, from pelvic bone to pelvic bone. Each time, he got me a little hotter. A little wetter.
I lifted my hips. It was the only way I could let him know I was ready for more. Three years of debating various issues in school, and suddenly I had no words for what I wanted.
“Would it make you happy if I touched you here?” This time, all five fingers made contact with my skin as he slipped his hand inside my pants, right under my panties.
I opened for him, spreading my legs as wide as I could, giving him as much room as he needed to sate the ache that was growing with every second he didn’t give me what I needed.
“Please…” I whispered.
One finger tapped just above my clit and someone moaned. I think it was me, although it could have been a wild animal. Because that’s exactly how I felt. Needy and hungry and wanting to devour. Him. Max.
But first, I wanted him to devour me.
I sucked air between my teeth when his hand cupped my mound. He left it there, and I had no shame, I moved my hips, grinding my body into it.
“I’ve been thinking about doing this since the moment I met you,” he whispered in my ear as he slipped one finger between my folds. “Christ. I knew it.”
“Still…so…” My breath hitched. He was playing dirty. He slipped another finger inside. “…arrogant.”
I felt him smile against my cheek. “I prefer to think of it as confidence.”
I had never been so needy. So wanting. So enraptured by the touch of a man. My limited sexual experience had taught me some things. I had been confident that, when given the opportunity again, I could hold my own in the bedroom. But Max ripped away that confidence. Forced me to reconsider what I’d thought had been passion, lust. I wanted to wipe the slate clean and have him teach me everything. All. Over. Again.
“Let go, Everly. Forget everything.”
I did as he’d asked. I let go. I concentrated on the sound of his voice. On the water lapping against the boat. The chimes in the distance. And, of course, the sensation he coaxed out of my body with every swipe of his finger and hot breath on my neck.
Who knew the tip of one finger could stir up so much desire?
I opened my mouth and he kissed my lips, capturing more than I’d ever intended to give him, but I was helpless. I rose higher and higher, his masterful fingers working my clit with perfection.
The darkness turned to light little by little and when he bit the curve of my neck I broke apart, just as the tip of the sun poked out from the horizon. Its warmth washed over me, bathing me in its soft glow.
