I don’t want him to stop. Instead, my body arches closer into him, desperate for his touch again. Alex’s fingers makes contact with the skin at my chest peeking out from under the sweater that falls off one shoulder, following over the swell of my breasts, down my hips, ending on my thigh. A short moan escapes me upon feeling his warmth against my cold skin. I don’t know if I feel embarrassed for the fact that he has that kind of effect by merely touching me, or if I should swallow my pride and beg him to keep going.
Alex leans down, mouth hovering against the side of my neck. “I bet you’re already wet from me touching you, huh,Princess?” he whispers in my ear, hand tracing the inside of my thighs with his thumb. “Will you let me check?”
I nod, not being able to form actual words.
He trails his way up under my skirt, fingers landing on the small bit of fabric covering my center.
“Mmm.” I can hear the satisfaction in his tone as one finger rubs back and forth over the obviously moist fabric. “I knew it.”
I fist the hoodie at his chest and hold back another moan as he pushes the fabric to the side and slides along my slit. My pulse is pounding in my ears and the dizziness is so extreme that I lay my head back on the hedges in search of some sort of relief. The different physical reactions in my body are competing to see if my heart will make me pass out or if I’ll orgasm first. Maybe both? Orgasm and then pass out?
Alex’s finger teases my opening, for what feels like an eternity until he finally slides my panties aside and pushes in completely. Moving his head back in front of my face, he looks into my eyes and slowly moves his finger in and out at a steady rhythm. “Is this what you want?” he asks, eyes locked with mine.
I nod.
“Say it,” he demands.
Remembering that we are very muchstillin public, I look around the park to confirm if we’re alone. Everyone seems to be occupied with the actual festival so it’s only us.
“Yes, I want this.” I admit, barely above a whisper.
He takes that as an invitation to add another finger inside and increases the pace. My hips begin rocking against his hand, my body desperate for more. It’s been so long since I’ve been with someone, let alone been touched by a man that actually knows what he’s doing, that I already feel myself about to climax. My eyes roll back as I gasp for air in anticipation.
“Are you going to come for me?” he asks, a mischievous grin taking over.
“Yes.” I murmur through shaky breaths.
Alex immediately pulls out his fingers from inside me. “That’s too bad.”
My eyes shoot open and my jaw drops in pure shock from what just happened. He brings the fingers up to his mouth and sucks the wetness off of them slowly, not breaking eye contact. “You taste even better than I remember.”
“What the fuck is wrong with you, Alex?” I don’t mean for it to come out so loudly, but it does. Fuck it, I don’t care if people can hear me. I don’t wait for a response. Pushing him away, I pull down my skirt and march away as anger claims every inch of my body.
“Em!” I hear Alex call out but I ignore him, making my way through the crowds and back to the bakery’s booth. Every step feels heavier than the last and my vision starts to blur slightly at the corners again. By the time I reach Liv, my body is screaming. I am truly seconds away from passing out if I don’t get out of here.
“I need to go home,” I call out, rushing to grab my things with the last bit of energy I have.
Liv’s eyes widen. “Em, what?—”
“I just need to go, Liv. Please.”
I’m on the verge of tears. Without another word, she nods, wrapping an arm around me as she leads me away. Away from the noise and the crowd. Away fromhim.
Liv’s carjerks to a stop in front of the house. She turns to look at me, her face tight with concern. “Em, are you sure you’re okay? Maybe we should go to the hospital.”
I force a weak smile, though even doing only that feels exhausting. Luckily, I was able to manage my symptoms on theride here, with some controlled deep breathing and fresh air from the open window. The last place on earth I want to be after Mom’s passing is a hospital, so I’m willing to do anything necessary to avoid it.
I also didn’t tell Liv what happened in the park with Alex, and I don’t plan on it, at least not any time soon. I’m mad at myself for even letting it happen in the first place. I feel so out of control with every aspect of my life right now. My heart is shutting down on me. I can’t even properly hate Alex because every time he’s around, something feels like it’s pulling me to him. I have no control and I feel like I’m losing it. But I’m not going to admit that, at least not willingly.
“I’m fine now. Really. I just need to rest.”
She doesn’t look convinced. “Promise me you’ll call if you need anything?”
“I promise,” I say, already reaching for the door handle.
Liv hesitates but gives my arm a small squeeze in acceptance.
“Thanks for the ride,” I mutter as I shove the door open and crawl out.
