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She watches me curiously, then shakes her head. “I don’t date.”
My hand slides down her back until it meets the top edge of her lace panties. I run my fingertip along that edge, and just beneath. Just to torture myself. Then I lower my head to the bare stretch of skin at the base of her neck.
“Call it whatever you want, as long as you call me,” I say against her skin, the warmth of my breath sending shivers through her. I can feel the thunder of her pulse where our skin touches, and the echo of mine. Need courses through me, and it takes everything I have not to sink into her and eclipse her lips with mine.
“I don’t have a phone,” she teases.
“I know where you live.”
“Yeah, that’s not creepy.”
“It’s convenient.”
She sighs. “I can’t think when you’re this close to me.”
I smile. “Same.”
She shakes her head and rolls her eyes. “Fuck. I can’t do this right now.”
“I was thinking tomorrow. I need to pick up a few things first. Unless you just want breakfast. That I can do,” I reply with a smirk.
She laughs and presses against my chest until I let her go, swimming out of my embrace.
“I admire your persistence.”
“Is that all?” I ask, smoothing a hand down my cock to assuage the unfulfilled ache.
“That’s all I’m admitting to.”
I laugh and swimafter her.
Mia and Nick wander up the beach, retrieving their discarded clothes.
“We’re headed home,” Nick says. “See you tomorrow?”
I nod. “Yeah, I’ll be there. I’m getting cut early to help you guys set up.”
“It’s going to be a good turn-out,” Mia says, tugging her shirt back on. “Social media response has been huge ever since Paper Flowers hit the radio.” She turns to look at Ivy. “You have to come!”
“I’ll think about it,” Ivy replies.
“They’re awesome. Think long and hard about it, then come.”
Ivy’s gaze slides to mine, and she bites her lip to keep from laughing. I grit my teeth and slide my hands into my pockets to keep from grabbing her and dragging that dirty mind back to my boat. My body still tingles where we touched, my heart pounding from the swim, and the sight of her in the moonlight.
“Goodnight,” Mia shouts, waving as they walk up the beach toward the Sandbar parking lot.
“Later,” I shout toward Nick, picking up my shirt and slinging it over my shoulder. As Ivy continues her path along the water’s edge toward the Sunrise Motel, I fall into step beside her.
“Thank you for chasing me down tonight,” she says. “Sometimes the noise in my head is so loud it drowns everything else out. But the noise stops for you.” She glances over at me. “It’s nice to have someone to talk to.”
I nod. “Same.”
She climbs the wooden stairs to the catwalk, and I follow, watching the sway of her ass in those tiny blue jean shorts, andthe tumble of her hair all the way to the bare strip of skin between her top and her black studded belt. When we hit the platform, my gaze wanders toward the outdoor shower a few feet ahead, my mind replaying the night before.
“Why were you showering on the pool deck last night?” I ask, unable to control my curiosity.
An amused smile lifts at the corners of her lips. “Maybe I’m an exhibitionist.”
