I trace her bottom lip with my thumb and think back to her words on the beach. She wasn’t wrong about last fall, about us getting closer. I didn’t really think about it too hard because keeping Joey at arm’s length always seemed like the best way to protect her from me and my own stupidity, but yeah. Maybe I started to get a glimmer of something more with her until the “female drama” ramped up to nuclear proportions and redirected my attention, reminding me I had a lot of shit on myplate.
Then Joeyleft.
And had sex with a friends-with-benefits. Probably with some random dude.Fuck.
I did that. Deep down, I know I pushed her away like I always did, and she ended up with someone else. I deserve every ounce of pain for making her resort to something casual. She’d never be casual tome.
The worst part is how she knows about the women I’ve been with in the past despite my best attempts to keep them away fromher.
It makes me wonder what else sheknows.
Realizing I haven’t answered her question, I lean up to kiss her and repeat the words I’d said to her earlier. “There’s no rush,Bitsy.”
The furrow in her brow says otherwise. “Except… I’m leaving after thewedding.”
She says the words so quietly, I almost think I’m imagining them. “So you’re serious aboutthat?”
“Yes. I invested in my cousin’s salon. In Florida.” She tries to scoot off me, but I wrap my arms aroundher.
“You’re not going anywhere, so get comfortable.” I kiss her again, because I can, and struggle to find the right words to say. It’s not as though I didn’t know about the salon, but I didn’t realize it was a donedeal.
My gut tells me we need to find another solution. My pride demands it. I feel like she and I have been dancing around this chemistry between us for too long for her to go traipsing back to Florida in a little over aweek.
“Can we play it by ear? Figure out what we’re doing and what’s happening between us before you move across the country?” And because I’m a cocksucker, I add in something I know she can’t resist. “Just think of Mila and Cody. They’ll flip the fuck out if you move awayforever.”
I’llflip the fuck out if she leaves forever, but I’m not ready to beg. Yet. Although that’s likely in my future. But everyone knows you don’t break out your Hail Mary pass in the first quarter, so I’ll bide my time while I try to figure out how to make her dreams come true here. Withme.
Her lower lip juts out, and I lean up to taste it. “Until then, yeah, I’ll show you how to have sex. And it’ll be so good, you’ll never wanna leave mybed.”
An unrestrained laugh leaves her. “Those are bigwords.”
“That’s not the only big thing I have for you, Bitsy.” I wink at her like an asshole and slide her to the bed so I can tug off my jeans and rearrange my junk in my boxer briefs. I’m wishing like hell I’d tugged one out in the shower like I planned, but something about that felt wrong with Joey waiting for me inbed.
I pounce on her, making her squeal with laughter. It’s so easy to make this girl happy. She’s always been like this. Easy laughs. Gentle smiles. Genuinetalks.
No wonder I never wanted to take it farther with any of my hookups. Why would I want to when I’ve had the real deal this whole time waiting for me to get my head out of myass?
Sweet kisses turn urgent as I slide her T-shirt off her. She helps, her shy smile hidden under the material as it whips off her head. And then there’s that beautiful expanse of skin that makes me so hard, Igroan.
I’m on her like a fucking animal marking his territory. Licking her pink nipple while squeezing the other perkybreast.
Her hips buck against me, and I reach down, elation spreading through me when my fingers reach her wet panties. I slow my movements, my caressgentle.
“What do you like? How do you touch yourself, baby?” Screw my hard-on. The only thing that matters tonight is making my girl come like she’s never comebefore.
“I, uh…” Cue awkward pause. “I have a hard time without using something. I can’t go old school and just use myfingers.”
My vivid imagination goes crazy filling in the blanks of what thatsomethingcouldmean.
“So you use a dildo? Or a vibrator?” Her eyes dart away from me. Even in the dark with only the moonlight to witness what we do, she’s embarrassed to be talking about these things. “It’s okay.” I kiss her and stroke her again through the damp fabric between her legs. “It’s nothing to be embarrassed about. Everyone gets off. In fact, I’m gonna be getting off to memories of this night with my hand wrapped around my cock whenever we’re not together, so seriously, you can sayanything.”
She laughs and then nods. “I use something on my clit. It’s small and itvibrates.”
Good girl. She’s starting torelax.
“Well, I don’t have anything that vibrates, but I have a pretty good idea you’ll likethis.”
I don’t wait for her response as I glide down her body, kissing and licking as I go until I get to that scrap of light-colored lace over her hips. Running my nose over her dainty mound, I inhale her earthy, sweet scent, a mixture of lotion and lust that smells so good, I have to palm my erection hard so I don’t embarrassmyself.
