“No, thanks. Just doing my best here to make myself look as awkward as possible.”
“Nothing awkward about you. Magnificent, more like.”
I felt myself blush. I planted both feet on the small boat and felt the full weight of what we were doing here with each other in the open cabin of a stranger’s boat. We’d only just met and everything was shiny and new and sexy, but I was starting to feel like this connection we had could grow into something, if Lily was in any way feeling what I was feeling too.
Lily stood in the middle of the boat, arms hanging loosely, as if she wasn’t totally standing naked in front of me. “How do you feel?”
“Embarrassed. Exposed. Kind of excited. You?”
“Nippy. Wet.”
I opened my mouth to reply but nothing came out. A warm buzz spread through my whole body.
Lily perched on the edge of the bench with her arms out behind her, kind of looking up to the sky, elongating her body and making it impossible not to look at her breasts.
I felt unsure what to do with myself so I sat beside her and adopted the same pose and asked her what she was thinking.
She turned her head towards me and looked at me for a good few seconds. “Honestly, I’m thinking about how perfect this moment is. How much I’ve enjoyed this week, and meeting you.”
“I’ve enjoyed meeting you too. And getting to know you.”
Lily moved her hand closer to mine on the bench. “I’m really happy that we’ve had this time together.”
“Yeah,” I swallowed. “And thanks for entertaining me with our game. I think this is us truly ending on a high.”
“Oh,” she said, slowly drawing out the word. “I think this is just the beginning.”
I held her eyes, almost begging her to come closer and let me know if this was as real to her as it was to me. To put me out of my misery.
Instead, she put her hand on my thigh and began stroking the top of my leg with her beautifully crooked middle finger.
Her touch sent a low throb deep into my core and made me tingle with anticipation. It was torture, but the best kind. My breathing became uneven as the moment stretched on.
“Is this okay?” Her voice was low, and more serious than I’d heard from her yet.
“Yeah,” I breathed, desperate for her.
Lily moved her hand from my thigh to my waist. Her touch was electric.
I ached for more, and moved towards her, brushing my leg onto hers. I wanted to say something but, in the end, words could only express so much. I let my eyes dip to her lips and stared, tingling with each stroke of her thumb on my side. Fuck it, I dipped my eyes to her breasts, because she was doing the same.
“Can I kiss you?” Lily whispered.
I nodded, leaning towards her.
She put her hand on my neck, guiding me closer as she leant into me, tilting her head to the side, and I rested my hand on her hip. I stroked her with my fingers, gently guiding her towards me, wishing I could grip onto her firm body and release this tension.
My heart pounded.
She kissed my neck, pausing at my pulse point, as if kissing my racing heart. I lost it. Did I let out a small moan?
Lily met my eyes and smiled. She knew exactly what she was doing. In that moment, with her gorgeous and confident smile, I knew I was done for, in the best way possible.
She brushed the side of my nose with hers, her lips dancing at mine. Her kiss was so soft, her lips as smooth as her muscle-defined skin.
I closed my eyes.
She deepened our kiss, meeting my tongue, gently probing me, pushing for more. She stroked my breast. A bolt of electricity shot between my legs. I was pretty sure I was gushing onto the poor stranger’s bench.
