No! He was going the wrong way!I shifted, trying to push him back so I could get on top of him. But I was a lot bigger than I normally was. And the weight made the boat tilt to the side. A lot. So much so that it tipped and we toppled off the side.
I laughed as I came up for air. The water was freezing but it felt amazing. I started laughing harder. “I’m so big I knocked over the whole boat.”
“It’s not a cruise ship,” Miller said with a laugh. “It’s a small rowboat.”
“Still.”
We both treaded water as we stared at each other.
“I don’t think it was your weight that caused the boat to tip. It was definitely your insatiable appetite.”
“No! My watermelon!” I was about to swim back over to the boat to see if I could salvage anything, but Miller caught my ankle, pulling me back toward him.
“I didn’t mean for watermelon. But I’ll get you more later.” He put his hands under my ass, lifting me up to the surface so I was floating. “I meant your sexual appetite.”
I tried to move but he shifted his hand to my waist so I’d stay still. “Float. I promise it’ll make you feel better.”
I sighed and let the sun hit my face and stomach. I wasn’t good at floating. But for some reason I had no trouble today. Maybe having a pregnant belly made it easier or something. Either way, Miller was right. This felt amazing. My knees hurt from the extra weight. My feet were swollen. Hell, everything hurt. But floating here made me feel so much better.
“Relax,” Miller whispered.
He didn’t have to tell me. I was already relaxed.
But then I felt his fingers push the fabric between my legs to the side. “Relax,” he whispered again. “Let me take care of you.”
God, how was I supposed to relax when he…fuck.
His thumb traced slow circles around my clit before he slipped it inside of me.
I swore I would have started to sink, but he put his free hand back on my ass, lifting me back to the surface.
“Relax.” His hot breath in my ear was driving me almost as wild as his thumb.
“Miller…”
“Sh.” His teeth gently bit down on my earlobe. “You’re so fucking sexy like this.”
I wasn’t. I couldn’t possibly be. But his thumb was driving me too insane to care. Tracing slow circles inside of me.
I swore it felt like I was floating on clouds. I didn’t feel uncomfortable because of my pregnant belly. All I felt was the coolness of the water, Miller’s hot breath as he licked behind my ear, and his thumb. God, his hands were almost as amazing as his mouth.
“Relax,” he whispered again, his teeth digging into my earlobe until it almost hurt.
He started moving his thumb slowly in and out of me, spreading my juices across my clit.
“Come for me, gorgeous. Just like this.” His thumb lazily slipped back inside of me.
It was the slowest torture. This warm feeling spreading in my stomach. His fingers splayed across my ass cheeks as he thrust his thumb all the way inside of me.
I felt myself clenching around him.
He groaned into my ear, like this was the sexiest thing he’d ever witnessed. And I hadn’t even touched him. But I was certainly about to. As soon as the stars in my eyes disappeared. And I could catch my breath.
My butt started sinking back down. “My turn,” I said and tried to turn toward him, reaching for his erection.
He pushed my ass back up. “Just float, Brooklyn.”
“But…”
