Hopefully she doesn’t think it’s all too much—I just want this to be special since it’s our last night here together before we get up early tomorrow to head home for my developmental camp.
The sun makes its descent into the horizon as we walk into the fairgrounds, and the colorful lights on the rides surrounding us have me feeling nostalgic to when my mom used to bring me and my siblings to this same fair growing up.
Tae’s hand shakes in mine standing in line for the ferris wheel after purchasing tickets. “You getting cold feet?” I ask, looking down and appreciating the way her eyes twinkle in the glow of the kaleidoscope of colors in front of us from the ride.
She worries her lip for a few moments before determination sets in and she replies, “No, I’m ready to check this one off. I might be a few more weeks out from getting my license, but this is the last one you can do with me.”
Holding her hand in mine, I bring it to my lips and place a quick kiss on the back of it. “I won’t let go of your hand the whole time. You’ve got this. If it makes it easier for you to get through the ride, I can always distract you.”
Arousal heats my veins, and I use all of my willpower not to let images of Tae falling apart on my fingers cloud my vision.
She nudges me with her elbow. “You wouldn’t.”
“Oh, I definitely would and will if you let me.”
Tae rolls her eyes, ignoring my proposition. “Just promise not to let go of my hand.”
“I won’t take my hands off you the entire time.” She huffs so I add a wink for good measure.
As we get situated inside the gondola of the ferris wheel, Taevin squeezes my hand so hard I’m actually impressed by her strength and somewhat fearful she’s going to break something.
Pulling my hand from hers, I wrap my arm around her shoulder and pull her against my chest. “Come here, Thorn.”
She takes a shaky breath and looks out the open side of the gondola just as the ride jolts us into motion before promptly stopping so the next group of riders can get on.
“Shit, shit, shit!”
I can’t help the chuckle that slips when she squeezes her eyes shut, shaking her head like she wants nothing more than to get the hell off this ride.
She just needs a little distraction.
Dropping my arm from her shoulders to her waist, I spread my legs and pull her into my lap. With one arm wrapped firmly around her torso, I drag my other hand up her thigh at a torturous rate.
“Relax, baby,” I whisper against the shell of her ear, eliciting a full-body shiver that has her writhing in my lap.
Her eyes are hooded as she looks over her shoulder to see if anyone can see us, but I already know they can’t. The gondola doesn’t have windows, but the walls are high enough to cut off the view from any possible spectators.
“No one can see us.”
She worries her lip between her teeth, likely contemplating whether or not the risk is worth the reward. I want to assure her it will be, but I’ll also never push her if this isn’t something she wants.
“I’ll have to be quiet,” she finally murmurs against my lips before leaning in for a kiss that gets my blood pumping and has me feeling like my heart will beat right out of my chest.
I take that as my permission to continue my trail up her thigh until my fingers brush just beneath the frayed hem of her denim shorts. When I drag my finger through her arousal, I’m not sure if it’s her moan or mine that escapes. But I make a shushing sound to remind us both to stay quiet.
“You’re so fucking wet,” I rasp against her neck.
“Please,” she pleads as I circle her clit, and the sound of her begging me to continue has me clenching my teeth to keep from getting too worked up.
“Tell me what you want, baby.”
Before she answers, she nudges my fingers away and then swivels her hips, grinding against me. The friction. The soft moan that leaves her lips. The smell of her arousal mixed with her perfume. The combination of it all is enough to drive me mad.
“Make me come, Jax. Please.”
I grab her hips, and she takes that as my cue for her stop; however, when I tighten my grip and move her hips forward, urging her to continue, she leans in and bites down on my bottom lip as she grinds up and down my length.
Holy hell.
