I don’t even wait for her to recover. I turn her around and lift her so her legs wrap around my waist. My hands grip her ass, and she’s clutching my shoulders, laughing between shaky breaths. I can see the flush spreading across her chest, her mouth still parted, her eyes unfocused with pleasure. It’s the best thing I’ve ever seen.
I want her in the bed, not standing in the shower, but she digs her heels into my back, holding me right where I am. She’s always loved the feeling of me picking her up, like she’s weightless. She kisses me hard, hungry, like she wants to bite her way into me. I spin us out of the shower, nearly tripping, and she laughs again, the sound as bright as the Bahamas sun.
I carry her to the bed, water dripping everywhere. I lay her down and crawl over her, bracing myself on my elbows so I don’tcrush her. She pulls my face to hers, kissing me like I’m the only air she needs. Her hands roam my back, nails digging deeper the closer our bodies get. My dick is so hard I feel like I might die, but I slow down and kiss her slowly.
I want to take my time, but Lily doesn’t. She fumbles with the band of my shorts, shoving them down so my dick springs free. She bites my lip and grins. “Been waiting for this,” she says.
She takes me in her hand and lines me up, teasing me, making me shudder. I want to be inside her so bad I’m shaking. I press the head of my dick against her and slide in slowly. Her body grabs at me, pulling me deeper, and I lose the last bit of self-control I have.
Lily arches her back and wraps her arms around me, goading me to move. I do, thrusting into her, deeper and harder with every stroke. I look at her face, and she’s not hiding anything. She’s letting me see it all: the want, the relief, the sweet ache of it.
She locks eyes with me, and it hits me, this is what I missed more than anything. Not just sex. Her. The way she lets herself be open and gives me everything.
I bury my face in her neck, still having a hard time believing we’re actually doing this. She kisses my ear and whispers, “Don’t stop.” I grip her thigh and hook it over my hip, changing the angle, and she calls out my name.
I try to slow down, to savor this, but Lily meets every thrust. She wants it as much as I do, maybe more. Her hands clutch my head, holding me to her while she trembles underneath me. Her moans get louder, and she gasps, then clamps down hard around me. I feel her coming, and it tips me over the edge.
“Lily,” I call out as shudder and try not to collapse on top of her.
I slide over to the side, holding on to her and rolling her with me. I’m not ready to not be inside of her yet.
She’s breathing hard, but her eyes are locked on mine. “You’re still really good at that.”
I laugh and pull her on top of me. “I can be better,” I tell her as I feel myself growing hard again inside of her.
Chapter 30 Lily
“I’ve got five excursions we could do today.”
After the number of times we had sex last night, I figured we’d spend the day lounging. I swallow the piece of fruit I’d been chewing. “Five?”
“They sound so fun. I want to do them all, so you pick which three we do.”
“Three?” I stare at him in his vacation dad outfit, with a film of sunscreen all over his face. I know he just goes and buys whatever sunscreen he can find without a thought about his skin tone.
I promised to stop calling him Pawpaw yesterday after he was really out here explaining things to people like he was acting in a State Farm commercial. Nobody here cares about where the tiles were sourced from.
“You don’t want to do anything?” He turns the brochure for the glass-bottom boat over for me to see.
“We can’t make out on the glass-bottom boat. The fish and other people will see it.”
He covers his chest. “I’m not a piece of meat, Lilith.”
“That’s not even my name.”
“It’s weird your parents gave you a nickname as a name.”
“Wow!”
He shrugs.
“You know what, Pawpaw...” I tilt my head and open my eyes real wide.
His hand flies to his heart. “I’m going home.”
“Pick the one excursion you really want to do, and I’ll go with you.”
He walks over to me. I lean my head back, taking him in. I love that I have to strain my neck to get a good look at him.
