Ace reaches down and touches me right where his mouth was moments before and all of my wanting, my aches—every desire I’ve ever had for him pushes from me in a spasm so explosively beautiful I want the moment to last forever.
Ace trembles over my body right along with me, and it feels as if we’re expending ourselves, breaking down our bodies in one glorious fit—wringing our pleasure out from the inside without another inch to offer.
He collapses over me, his skin dewy with sweat as we try to catch our breath.
“Reese.” He washes my face in kisses, pausing at my lips while a soft laugh bubbles from me. “You’re fucking amazing.” He dives his tongue into my mouth, and delivers an achingly sweet kiss that make me dizzy all over again.
“You’reamazing.” I peck a kiss over the tip of his nose and take him in with his dark hair, his five o’clock shadow prickling over his cheeks. “So when can we do it again?”
Ace gurgles out a laugh. He rolls next to me and scoops me into his arms until my bottom is tucked into his stomach.
“Let’s catch our breath,” he whispers, pressing his lips over my ear, making my back arch with pleasure.
His fingers lock over mine, and I nuzzle into him still high off the charge from our heated exchange.
“Was that good for you?” I glance back, turning slightly to see his gorgeous dimples siren on and off.
“Hell yes that wasgreat. Did you like it?”
“Nope.” I peck his lips with a kiss and his features melt. “Ilovedit.”
“Good.” A smile ticks on his lips. “You scared me for a second.”
“I want to do things you haven’t done before.” I stroke his rough cheek with the back of my hand like petting a cat. “Is that possible?”
Ace glances out of the tent for a moment as if he was considering this, and I give a dark laugh.
“I didn’t think so.” It kills me to think that Ace has been with other girls—that he will be again one day.
“You’ll make everything better—everything already feels new.” He melts a kiss off my lips. “Plus, I’ve never done it in a tent before.”
“How about at the falls?” I’ll die if he says yes. I want to be the only one to ever share this with Ace.
“Nope, never at or in the falls.”
“Good. I call the falls.”
“Oh, you do, huh?” He tweaks my ribs a second.
“So you’ve done everything.” I glance down a moment. “I feel like a newborn, like a kitten.”
“A kitten?” He drizzles his lips over my neck. “How about I give you a couple of balls to play with to keep you busy.” He growls into my ear.
“I bet you will.” I wrap my arms around him until we’re facing one another. “Do you feel different about me?” Crap. What the hell is he supposed to say? You had me at that last orgasm? “I mean”—I’m not entirely sure what it is I mean—“do you think we can still be friends without all the weirdness we’ve just created?” Nice. Equate making love to him asweirdness. That’ll go over well.
Crap.
“No, you’re still weird to me.” He bumps his nose to mine, and, strangely, he still very much feels like regular old Ace. “I thought maybe one good roll in the tent would cure it but, nope.”
“Be quiet.” I swat him over the shoulder. “You’re still you.”
“And, you’re still you. Only now I know what the inside of you feels like.”
“What does it feel like?” The smile glides off my face in hopes he’ll say something profound that I could squeeze the fantasy that he might love me out of.
“It feels like home.” His chest vibrates over mine when he says it, and I melt in a puddle of everything I wish we could be. “Like I was made to be there.” His dark eyes drift over mine as if he were sad to say it. “I think this summer fling was the most brilliant idea you’ve ever had.”
Summer fling. Brilliant or tragic—only fall will tell. Speaking of fall, it’s coming all too soon.
