And it is good. So good that if I don’t get her off soon, I’m going to completely fucking embarrass myself. I sneak my hand between us, pressing my thumb against her clit and drawing short circles.
“Yes.” She moans into my ear. “Yes, that. More.”
I press harder, and I’m rewarded with another pleasure-filled sob.
“Ezra ...” she says, digging her nails into my back. “I’m going to ...”
“Do it, Sunny. Come on my cock. Let me feel you milk me dry.”
I barely get the words out before her pussy spasms around me, and it’s all it takes to send me right over the edge behind her.
I come and I come and I come some more. It’s more than I ever have before.
When we’re both spent and out of breath, only then do I pull out. I look down and grin at the mess that’s leaking out of her and all over the machine.
Unable to help myself, I gather the mix of us on my finger and push it back into her.
She groans, tossing her head back as I slide my digit in and out of her slowly. I’m not doing it to get her off. I’m doing it because I want every drop of me in her.
After a while I pull away, helping her down off the machine onto shaky legs, and she smiles up at me.
“That was . . .”
“Definitely going to require me to scrub the security tapes?”
She laughs. “Yeah. That.”
She presses to her tiptoes, laying her lips against mine softly, and I sigh.
“Thank you, Summer,” I say.
She pulls back, tipping her head to the side. “For what?”
“For giving me all of you. For giving me you. For being ...”
Mine.The word comes back in full force, and I choke it down.
“For being you,” I finish.
“You’re welcome.” She winks with a smirk. “I’m going to go get cleaned up.”
I nod, letting her walk away.
I watch her go, my mind racing with so many things I want to say to her. So many things I shouldn’t be thinking.
I had no idea that whatever it is between us would lead us here. That I’d be deep in thoughts I never thought I’d have. That I’d be feeling a way I swore I would forever avoid because I’m not whole, and someone like her deserves someone who is.
But I am, and I have no idea how I’m going to stop.
Or that I want to.
Chapter Twenty
Summer
The new menu is officially set.
Ezra had said he trusted me to create something he knew the customers would love, so that’s what I did. I spent the last week perfecting it, and there’s not a single change I would make.
