She laughs and then closes the space between us, bringing her hand right to my…nose.
She bops it.
She boops it.
She strokes the bridge.
“Seriously?” That makes her chuckle.
“Where did you think I was going to touch you?”
“I don’t know, somewhere much farther south than my nose.”
Her brow rises. “Are you a toe person?”
“I’m not talking about my toe,” I say.
“Then what are you talking about?” Her hand skims down my face, to my neck. “Were you talking about your collarbone?” Her fingers graze over my skin. “Or was it your chest?” Her eyes connect with mine as my heart begins to beat faster. “Or lower?” she asks, her fingers dragging down, under the water.
“Um, you know, whatever you want?—”
“Or even lower?” She skims the back of her nails over my abs and I can actually hear myself gulp.
Jesus fuck.
“That’s, uh, that’s low.”
“Did you want lower?” she asks, her fingers now running along the waistband of my trunks.
I bite the inside of my cheek. Her entire approach is stealing my voice, because what the hell am I supposed to say in this situation?
Yeah, lower, love, grip my cock. Stroke me, pull me out of my swimsuit and have a fucking night with me.
Use me.
“You’ve gone silent on me,” she says.
“Yeah, because all the blood in my body is rushing to my dick.”
“Is it?” she asks, her hand moving just another inch more, connecting with the side of my erection.
“Fucking hell,” I mutter, my hands landing on her hips as I try not to lose my balance.
“This was what you were looking for, wasn’t it?” she asks, her fingers dancing along my shaft now. “But I’m not sure this is what friends do.”
“It’s not,” I say, lifting her chin with my finger. “But I don’t think I ever said I wanted to be friends.Thatwas on you.”
Her eyes study mine, searching, trying to read me.I’m an open book, love, read me all you want.
I want you.
I like you.
Friends is not even close to what I want where you’re concerned.
She wets her lips and takes a sharp breath of air as I lower my mouth to the spot below her ear where she said she liked to be touched. I press my lips along her skin, her head tilting to the side ever so slightly, granting me better access.
My hand slides to her lower back, keeping her in place while I work down her neck, my other hand gliding up her side.
