My happy place.
“You want me to be honest.”
“Of course. We’ve always been honest with one another.”
I looked away for a pause, glancing out at the way the black water sparkled in certain spots where the moon was shining down on it.
“I know I have no right to ask this…” I cleared my throat.
“We’ve never stood on ceremony with one another. Tell me.”
“Well, right now, in this moment, I want to kiss you, Axel. Just one more time.”
He searched my gaze. “I don’t think a kiss can do any harm.”
“I know we’re rebuilding our friendship, and that’s important to me. But I’m desperate to feel something, because it’s been so long.”
“You want me to make you feel good, Wren?” he asked as his hands moved around my waist and pulled me closer.
“Yes.” It was a single word that came out far too breathy.
He rocked me against his erection, and my legs wrapped around his waist. “Take what you need, and tomorrow we’ll go back to working on our friendship.”
I chewed on the corner of my lip, knowing this was dangerous territory for us to enter. But the desire I felt was overpowering. I was desperate to kiss him. To touch him. I couldn’t stop myself even if I wanted to.
And I definitely did not want to.
My hands moved to his hair. I’d missed tugging on the ends. His fingers traced a path down my back in the most sensual way.We were both breathing heavy, our lips so close it would only take the slightest movement to bring us together.
“I missed everything about you,” I croaked.
The pain in my voice was impossible to miss.
“I’m here. Take what you need, Wren,” he said, his words strong and commanding.
And I stopped fighting it.
I leaned forward, my lips colliding with his.
It was as if the world stopped around us.
Hunger and desire and passion all taking over.
My lips parted as his tongue slipped inside, as if it belonged there.
It was frantic and needy, and very different from our first kiss.
Like we’d both die if we didn’t take what we needed.
My hips were rocking against him of their own volition, and I felt every long thick ridge of his dick. It was the hottest thing I’d ever experienced.
I humped him shamelessly, his hands moving to my hips as he slid me up and down his shaft. I wanted him to push for more, to slide my panties to the side, to drop his briefs and take me right here. Right now.
But he didn’t do that.
He let me just keep rubbing up against him like a horny teenager.
My head fell back as I pulled away briefly when my entire body started tingling. The feeling was so overwhelming that it was difficult to breathe. I’d never been so turned on in my life.
