Page 48 of Makai


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By the time our plates were removed and the rum cake was settling in our systems, my cheeks burned and my lips ached. I’d lost count of how many times Makai had made me double over in laughter or smile until I felt the sides of my lips crack.

* * *

The moon cast a pastel blue finish over the water’s edge. I stared out into the endlessness of the night with a light heart and complacency residing in my bones. Even if only for a moment, perfection existed.

Dinner plates and dishes had been cleared. The table they sat atop was no longer reserving space on the deck. There was only us and the night’s breeze. It felt almost as good as Makai’s fingers as they glided across the side of my face. I leaned into his palm, pressing my cheek against it to feel the pressure. Security was the feeling I was searching for and the feeling I found easily in his embrace.

“A penny for your thoughts.”

Still peering out toward the sand I weighed my options. There were things on my mind that made my center throb and my tongue tingle. Telling Makai could bring them to fruition but I wasn’t sure that I was ready for the unraveling feelings that were sure to follow.

“I don’t want to go inside,” I admitted, sighing.

“Then we don’t have to.”

“I don’t think you understand.”

“Then help me.”

He turned my body until we were face to face. Those lips that I was continuing to fight my addiction for pressed against my forehead, the tip of my nose, and then my lips.

“Help me understand, Mommas.”

“I don’t want to sleep inside tonight. I want to be out there. Closest to the water. Don’t you hear it?”

“Glacier, it’s wha—”

“Shhhh.”

Placing a finger to his lips, I silenced Makai, forcing him to join me in the tranquility of the night. Nodding his head, he listened along. And it wasn’t until my hand fell by my side that he spoke again.

“Gather the linen.”

He took off toward the house, pulling me along with him. I watched in utter shock as he removed the mattress from the bed after tossing me the cover on top of it.

“Lead the way,” he instructed, bringing the bed into the living room and then out on to the deck.

Happiness churned in my belly. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to bounce up and down or run out into the ocean in my pretty red dress. Both would, undoubtedly, release the tension in my body that was caused by unleashed excitement.

I marched toward the ocean’s edge, unable to contain myself and unable to believe such a blissful experience was in queue. My comprehension of the pending event was nonexistent. It wasn’t until Makai lowered the mattress onto the sand slowly, preventing a small sand storm, that it all smacked me in the chest, slamming into me like concrete pavers.

“Fuck you smiling so hard for?” Makai sniggered, plopping down on the bed.

Standing near him with the linen in my hand, I shook my head from side to side.

“Come ’er.”

He maneuvered my body until I was in front of him, between his thighs. He then lifted my dress slightly and demanded I rest my bones.

“Give me this shit and come ’er. You’re too far away.”

I wasn’t. I was right there, right where he wanted me. But still, I felt so far. We shared sentiments. I descended until my butt rested against his center. The rigidness beneath me pressed against my moistness.

“Better now?”

With lust-filled, low eyes, he nodded. Allowing my arousal to control my movements, I wrapped my arms around Makai’s neck, slowly swirling my hips to induce friction between us two.

“You think you slick, G,” he stated, lowly.

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