She holds up the cheetah.

“You can’t be serious.”

“I mean it. You will only need five seconds before you’d have me naked up there. I don’t want to get arrested because I got fucked in a Ferris wheel.”

“We are not allowed to shake the cart. I was just planning on finger fucking you with my tongue down your throat.”

“Bodi!” She tries to sound offended, but her laugh etches through, encouraging me to keep going.

“Oh, you so want this, baby.”

“I do not.” She lifts her nose into the air, keeping her distance as we get in line.

“Come here, little minx.” I try to grab her, but she darts away with a giggle.

“No!”

When we’re up next, she climbs in, demonstratively putting the stuffed animal between us in the cart, and I shoot her a glare.

“Really?”

“It’s a necessary evil. I can’t resist you, McKay,” she explains while I get into the cart next to ‘Brutus’. Then she lowers her voice. “Before you know it, I’m the girl that got fingered in the Ferris wheel.”

The wheel moves up, giving us a better sight of the carnival grounds.

“You watch too much porn.” I chuckle.

“So what if I do?”

“Hold up, you watch porn?”

She shrugs with a playful smile haunting her lips, a glint of victory shown in her eyes because she knows that will do all sorts of things to me. “Not as much since you’ve been accommodating my needs.”

“Since I’ve—Wait, have you been watching porn in my guestroom?”

“Maybe.”

“What the...” Trailing off, I pull Brutus from his seat in the cart, throwing him out with one swift move.

“What are you doing?” she shouts as I slide my body next to hers. The sudden action makes the cart swing back and forth a little and her eyes widen in shock, while a yelp comes from under us.

When I glance down to the cart below ours, a guy holds Brutus in his hand with a confused look in his eyes,

“Sorry! Can you hold on to it until we get off?” When he nods, I twist my gaze back to the little minx beside me. Our bodies are pressed together, my mouth only an inch away as I keep my attention fixed on her blue eyes. They are amazed, with a little hunger scattered through them.

“You are crazy,” she huffs.

“You can’t watch porn without me.”

“You didn’t wanna sleep with me.” My eyes roam over her face, the small freckles inviting me to kiss her cheeks, and I do. My lips pepper them with small, tentative kisses, and she closes her eyes.

“Do you still watch porn?”

“Why would I watch porn if I have you as my personal porn star?” I feel her smile against my mouth.

“Good answer.” I move my hand into her hair, tilting her chin with the other, then press my tongue against hers. I stroke it gently, with longing, massaging it with affection. She opens her mouth more, inviting me in, and our kiss grows desperate, a moan vibrating against my palate, but they never go sloppy. The world completely blurs around me while every nerve in my body sparks to life. Goosebumps slowly but steadily trickle down my arms.

I feel how every hair on my back straightens.

I feel how a shudder moves down my spine.

I feel how the warmth of her tongue against mine makes every sense in my groin stir alive.

And for the first time ever, I feel a thousand butterflies flying through my stomach. They crawl along every organ, tickling me in a way that has me both scared and calm at the same time. I expect them to make me freak out. But while her palms fall on my neck, burning me up and keeping my head unable to leave her grasp, all I can think of is how I want to keep them there for as long as I can.

The cart abruptly halts and we break loose, gripping the sides to stay still.

“Do you wanna bet?” I whisper against her lips as I keep kissing her.

“What kind of bet?” The tone in her voice is filled with defeat, and I inwardly smile, knowing I’ll win this one.

“How quickly I can make you come.”

“Bodi.” She tries to scowl, but all I hear is the growing need in her voice, and I take it as my cue to take the challenge. Holding her head in place with one hand, I reach between her thighs with the other, roughly pushing them to the side. With a firm grip, I rub her center through her jeans and a groan falls from her lips.

“Don’t even pretend, baby. We’re doing this.” I lean into her neck, putting my mouth on her skin with small, languid kisses, and when I unbutton her jeans to slip my fingers inside of them, her head falls back. As her eyes shut, a gasp comes from her lips, fueling my motivation.

“Oh, shit,” she hums.

I slowly slide two fingers down, pushing them through her folds at a scorching pace.

I stare down at her, her body now slouched in the cart as she completely surrenders to my touch. The last rays of sunshine light up her beautiful face while a small breeze blows a few strands of her brown hair to dance through the air.

I pull my fingers out, coating her lips with her own juice.

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