“The best view is going to be up here,” he glances back over his shoulder.
“For an attorney, I wouldn’t think you’d be so open to trespassing,” I call back to him over the sound of the thumping bass and ocean waves. “I thought you were more of a rule follower.”
He stops just as we make it to the third-level deck. “Well, first,” he pins me up against the rail with a hand over either side. “Iknowthe owners of this house. And second,” he places a kiss on my jaw, “Sometimes it’sfunto bend the rules a little.” He spins me around, pressing my front to the railing and my ass to his body. “Especially when you’re in this cute little red dress.”
“Oh my god,” I whisper, as his nose brushes my hair from my neck and his lips land on my skin. His free hand slips down my thigh, brushing my bare skin at the hem of my dress.
“Tell me, Georgia,” Miles kisses down my neck to my shoulder, “Tell me that you want me. Tell me you want me just as bad as Emmett and Brody.”
I gasp as his fingers trail to the inside of my thigh and then move up toward my panties. “I want you, Miles. I want you just as bad as I want Emmett and Brody.”
He chuckles into me and then squeezes my inner thigh. “That’s my good girl. Now,” he tugs my dress up a little further. “Enjoy the view while I make you come.”
Chapter 13
Miles
She wants me.
I could fucking explode without even being inside of her, just at the way Georgia squirms against me. I let her, letting the pressure build in my core. I distract myself with the array of people down on the beach, enjoying the party.
They can’t see us, but we can see them, and that only serves to make this momentsomuch sweeter.
“Miles,” Georgia grinds against me as my lips find her skin once more. I work my mouth on her shoulder, tasting the salt and her own sweet taste. My fingers trace the inside of her thigh, and slowly, I work my way up, anticipating her pleasure.
“How much do you want me?” I murmur into her, stopping to squeeze some of her soft inner skin. “How wet are you for me?”
She lets out a moan in response, and I let my hand wander the rest of the way, slipping over her panties.
“Oh, holy shit.” My fingers grow wet. “You’re so goddamn wet for me, Georgia.” I apply slight pressure against her panties, my cock stiffening at the way she rocks against me.
“Please touch me,” Georgia pleads, squirming and pressing herself against me with more force. “I want your fingers inside of me.”
“Oh, sweet girl,” I kiss her skin and rub my fingers against her clit through the thin material. “You’re going to have to accept that I like to take it slow.”
She breathes out in frustration, rocking her hips and grinding into my shaft. “But people might see us up here.”
“They can’t see us all the way up here,” I reassure her, pressing a little firmer against her. “And I bet I can make you come over these panties.”
“No,” she moans, tipping her head back against my shoulder. “I want you to let me come all over your cock.”
“Oh, you’ll do that, too.” I pick up my pace, biting down on her shoulder. “You’ll come for me multiple times before we leave this goddamn deck. I promise.”
“Mmm,” she whines, as my other hand moves from the wooden railing to her waist, slipping upward toward her chest. “Fuck, you’re good.”
I take in the sight of her face, the way her lips are parted, and her eyes are shut. She’s so damn pretty, and I’m almost positive she has no idea justhowalluring she is. Her fingers dig into the side of my thighs, her nails causing an ache, even through my shorts.
“Come on, baby,” I growl at her, my fingers working between her legs. “You’re going to come while you say my name. Then, I’m going to lap up all that juicy goodness.”
“Oh my god,” Georgia whimpers. “Miles.” She barely chokes out my name as her body stiffens against me. My cock strains painfully against her ass.
“There it is,” I coach her, my hand staying steady, helping her chase her orgasm. She completely lets go, releasing against me.Her entire body finally goes slack, and I brace her against her upper abdomen.
“Miles,” she whines as she rests against me. “You’re so good. You’re so damn good.”
I brush my lips against her neck, and then spin her around once more. I grip her chin and bring her mouth to mine. I kiss her until we’re both breathless, then slowly walk her backward, bumping her ass against one of the patio tables.
I reach down and lift her, plopping her down on the table. Georgia lets out a cute squeal, clinging to the back of my neck. She pulls my lips to mine, and my fingers slide up the top of her thighs.
