"I'll take it from you quickly this time."
This time.
He knows as well as I do that we're crossing a line in the sand that will be forever lost to the waves. We can't go back from this. I don't want to anymore.
I cry out when he slides another thick finger in me. I stomp my foot when he circles my clit so painfully gently that I can feel the edge of the cliff. Then when he hones in on that spot inside of me, I let go. I pulse around his fingers when the orgasm rips through me.
He groans out my name as I cling to the edge of the past and the unknown of the future.
***
"Ad?" His voice carries through the sound of the thunder. "You're so fucking beautiful like this."
I open my eyes. He's on his knees next to me, his breath racing a hot path over the skin of my stomach.
The rain is coming down harder now, heavy pebbles against our skin.
His hand is still in my bikini bottoms. His fingers still moving slowly over my tender flesh, making me ache for even more.
"We did that," I whisper into the palm of my hand. "We did it."
"We did." He leans forward and kisses the back of my fingers. "We'll do it again as soon as you let me take you up to the house."
I close my eyes against the now steady rain that is saturating us both.
I feel alive in a way I've never felt before. My entire body is tingling. My pulse is racing and I can't fathom how I'm going to stand after what just happened.
I shift my legs. "I should get up."
He clenches his hand over my pussy, and I grit my teeth.
Jesus.
Pleasure pulses through my body again. I could come just from the look in his eyes and those fingers kneading the lips of my sex.
"I want you in my bed when we get up to the house."
There's no charm in his words. He's not trying to seduce me. He knows I'm willing to follow him like a stray puppy looking for its next meal.
His touch is more addictive than I imagined it would be.
"We should talk." My own words bite into me, waves of confusion crash inside of me.
I should just take the plunge and race him to his bed. My common sense needs to shut up and let me feel. I want to feel again. I want it to be with him.
He hovers above me, his fingers finally easing out of my bikini.
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sp; "If that's what you need, that's what we'll do." His lips feather a trail of soft kisses over my forehead. "Let's get you out of the rain."
He offers his hand and I take it, letting him help me to my feet. I look down at my bikini. It's soaked from the rain and from his touch.
As he leads me to the house, the storm picks up intensity. The wind whips around at a pace as brisk as the hammering of my heart.
Chapter 28
Crew