Hours?
“But you didn’t want slow last night. Before you knew the truth about me,” I counter.
He meets my gaze, nearly melting me. “I wanted to make you come. To watch you let go. I wouldn’t have fucked you against the side of the building.”
“I wanted that,” I admit. “I was ready. I am ready.”
“Have you been with a man since you returned?”
I blink at the question. Not because of what he asked, but the simple fact that he asked it. Everyone else avoids the elephant in the room. I respect him for it and I want to answer.
“No. No one’s touched me like that since I’ve been back. Until last night. With you.”
“I sure as hell am not rushing this then. I want to take my time with you. The anticipation is…foreplay.”
I look into his dark eyes that are heavy lidded with arousal. And I see…truth. He believes what he says.
“I want to come,” I pout. I sound like a child who was taken to an ice cream shop but not given a cone.
He kisses my lips this time—just a simple peck, but it jolts straight between my legs. Then his mouth is on me, tongue finding mine. Licking into me. I whimper at the feel of him. The need that practically vibrates through the water.
“We were interrupted last night, weren’t we?”
I nod, rolling my hips with eagerness for what we did.
Slowly, he slides his hand down my body and between my legs. “You want me to touch you here again?”
He glides his fingers over my panties and the heat of it—even in the cool water—is striking.
I grip his biceps.
“Please,” I beg, my pussy clenching.
He slips beneath the edge of my panties and finds my center. I’m wet for him—and not from the pool of water—and his fingers sink into me easily. I go up on my tiptoes as he does something magical.
“Austin!” I cry out.
“You’re clenching me so tight. You have a greedy pussy, baby.”
I do. I so do, for Austin. And his fingers. And his thumb which now circles my swollen clit.
Just like that, so fast… “Oh God, I’m going to come.”
He brings me to the brink so easily. He doesn’t torment me at all, just quickly and thoroughly pushes me over into my first manmade orgasm in… ever.
“Yes!” I practically scream, pleasure coursing through me more than I ever imagined.
Austin whispers dirty things in my ear as I clench around his fingers deep inside me. Only when I set my forehead on his chest does he still and then slip out from me.
“Prettiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen,” he murmurs.
I have to smile because I’m satisfied and relaxed. Content and in a handsome man’s arms. I reach between us to reciprocate, but he takes my hand and raises it to his lips. Kisses the wet knuckles.
“I need a bed and hours of time for what I want to do to you.”
I have to nod, but I can feel the hard prod of him as he tips my chin up to kiss me.
“I understand better now.” He pulls away and rests his forehead against mine. “Thank you for sharing, so now it’s my turn to share too.”