“Fuck,” I muttered.
Beth slowly rose as she trailed her hands and mouth upward. I swear every inch of me was in heaven. She finally straightened to press her naked body to mine. She kissed me as I held her. Soft, sweet kisses interspersed with hungry licks of her tongue.
“I’ve never done that before,” she whispered. I barely heard her over the sound of the water running.
I tensed.
“Done what?”
Beth scratched her fingernails over my stubbled cheeks, not meeting my eyes now as she replied, “I’ve never taken a man in my mouth before.”
Surprise rooted me to the spot. Was she saying I was the first bloke she’d given a blow job?
“Why?” I asked gruffly.
Beth looked at me now. “I wanted to.”
My grip on her waist tightened. “But you’ve never wanted to before?”
She laughed softly, like she was embarrassed. “I never wanted to, no. I even told ex-boyfriends they didn’t have to go down on me if they didn’t want to.”
She’d never told me that. I’d gone down on her several times in the past week. Did that mean she was always planning to try this with me? “Did … did you like it?”
Please, please, say yes.
Beth held me in suspense for a few seconds and then she took my hand and pressed it between her thighs. My fingers touched wet heat. Drenched heat. I grunted.
“What do you think?”
“I think you liked it,” I replied hoarsely.
“D-did you like it?”
That she even asked … I kissed her hard, thoroughly, until she was panting for breath. And I did it fumbling to switch off the shower and guide Beth out. “I came in less than a minute, so what do you think?” I finally panted as we stumbled into the bathroom.
She bit her lip against a pleased smile.
Something big and scary swelled in my chest.
So instead of dealing with the emotion, I hauled her up into my arms and carried her into the bedroom. Uncaring of our wet bodies, I threw her on the bed, spread her legs, and buried my head between her pretty thighs.
I returned the favor until she was practically hoarse from crying through her orgasms.
CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
BETH
“Beth!”
I whirled around near the school gate at the sound of Amanda’s voice. Her face was wreathed in smiles as she bounded toward me like an excited wee kid. I couldn’t help but grin in return.
“What’s happened?”
Amanda grabbed my biceps and squealed with glee. “I just met the most gorgeous guy! He’s new!”
My smile fell and a sense of possessiveness I didn’t understand caused me to blurt, “Callan?”
She slumped at my tone, all joy leaving her face. “You saw him too.”
