“Is this okay?” she asks, and I can’t fight back the low chuckle that slips.
“Okay? Baby, I’m trying my very best not to bust in my shorts right now. Keep going. I wanna make you feel good—watch you fall apart.”
She grinds against me some more and her muscles tense as I lift my hips up and thrust up.
“Oh—” she gasps, throwing her head back. “That feels so good, J. Don’t stop.”
“I won’t.” And I don’t. I continue my ministrations until Taevin’s body convulses over me and I watch with rapt attention as she falls apart above me.
Pulling her down until her lips crash against mine, I swallow her moans.
I’ve never wanted to come so badly, but I refuse to ruin the surprise I have up my sleeve by coming in my shorts right now. After she’s finished riding out her release, I halt her hips but continue to kiss the everloving shit out of her.
This girl—fuck, how is she even mine?
I need more than just this moment.
More than just this summer or next year.
I need forever with her.
Every first and every last, I want to experience all the big milestones and mundane moments in between with her by my side.
The ride slows before coming to a stop when we’re at the very top, and it’s only then with her straddling me and her armsaround my neck that we both turn our heads to the side and look out at the view.
From here, we have a view of the entire fair, including a stage on the far end of the fairgrounds where a small crowd is forming as a band begins performing.
It must be nine o’clock.
Perfect timing.
A smile lifts my lips when Tae points to the stage. “Oh, look. There’s a concert tonight. Did you know about that?”
I shrug, feigning nonchalance. “Yeah, there’s live music every year.”
“I wonder who’s performing.”
Pressing her closer against my chest, I hug her tight and murmur, “We can go check it out after we get off the ride if you want.”
Her cheeks brush against mine and I can feel the smile that takes over her face. “Yeah, I’d love that!”
I knew she would.
And it doesn’t hurt that this band is an up-and-coming one she recently discovered a few months into us dating. They quickly became one of her favorites, and when I saw they were performing at the fair this weekend, I couldn’t help but ensure that we’d be here.
As soon as our ride ends, we make our way over to the edge of the crowd and she squeals when she realizes who is performing.
I grab her hand in mine, dragging her toward the stage. “Come on, let’s get you closer to the front.”
“I’m fine right here,” she insists, but standing on the outskirts of the crowd doesn’t bode well for what I’ve got up my sleeve.
I turn and murmur in her ear. “The band has to see one of their biggest fans up close.”
Her cheeks flush as her eyes widen and she shakes her head.
Instead of listening, I tug her behind me as I weave a path through the crowd toward the front. Once we’re a few rows back, just off the front edge of the stage, I pull Tae in front of me and press my chest flush against her back before wrapping my arms around her waist and lacing my fingers in hers.
The familiar song has to be the third or fourth song of their set, and I wrack my brain to try to remember if it was during this one or the next that my surprise would take place.
