“Please,” I said.
As that wave of warmth he always seemed to exude washed over us, I wondered if men realised how much feeling safe made some women—this woman—so much more responsive. In not having to hold myself tight and on guard against him, I found all that lovely desire rushing up unimpeded by worries and concerns, and just felt soft and natural. What other crazy shit will Noah want us to try? I thought as I squirmed a little. His hands snapped down on my thighs and held me in place hard against him, as a dizzying array of possibilities popping into my head.
“What are you thinking about?” Noah asked when he finally pulled away.
“You were saying something about—” Sen went to interrupt, but Noah held his hand out.
“What was it?” he asked again, more gently.
“I guess I was just wondering what that mind of yours had in store for us today.”
“Swimming,” he announced.
“What?”
“You want to get out of here? Getting cabin fever, yeah?”
“Yeah,” I nodded, realising that was what it was, the itch under my skin.
“We could go down to the Old Man Falls,” Aidan said. “It’s nice down there this time of the year.”
“I’ll ring Ophelia,” Sen said. “Ask her to put the word around to keep everyone else away for the day.”
The car ride over was an interesting one, especially after the last time I was in Aidan’s truck.
“Nice memories?” he asked with a smirk, pulling himself into the driver’s seat.
“I know I’m gonna get hard each time we get in here for a bit,” Peter said from the passenger seat. “I’m taking mine when I do the school run for now.”
“Don’t want the ladies at the school gate getting all flustered?
” I asked as a joke, but as he turned around, he smiled at seeing my eyes narrow down, a growl rising in my chest. “They better not.”
“Fuck, that growl is sexy,” he replied. “So, to be clear, we aren’t having sex down at the waterhole, right?”
I nodded slowly, not so sure about the plan that had seemed like such a good idea moments before.
“So what is your definition of sex?” Noah asked, lifting my thigh onto his knee, resting my foot on the centre console so I sat there with my legs splayed. Those sensitive fingers trailed across the bare skin there, revealed by the brief shorts I was wearing. “Like is this considered sex? Anatomists have found that in some women, the same nerves connected to your clit can be detected all the way down here.”
Right now, I could believe that, as I felt every single stroke of his fingers, an answering pleasure flaring somewhere much deeper.
“Keep your leg there,” Sen said when I went to pull away. “Keep stroking her for the drive over. Tell us more.”
“Ah…well, the movement of the muscles in the thighs and pelvis can also contribute to stimulating the clitoris indirectly. Not as intensely, obviously, but if you lift her other leg.” Sen’s hands went under my other knee, drawing my foot up onto the seat.
“Uh!” I yelped, feeling an incredible stretch throughout the whole groin area, one that seemed to make my clit sit up and take notice. I started to squirm, noticing an emptiness I wasn’t aware of until now.
“Fuck…” Aidan grumbled. “I’m gonna wreck us if you guys keep doing that. Five minutes out. Keep it in her pants until then.”
The heat wasn’t entirely at bay, hence the call to Ophelia. The beautiful waterhole was completely empty, so we weren’t going to scar anyone. I slid out of the car and into Noah’s waiting arms, his smile growing as my body brushed against his. He pushed me against the side of the car, his hand above my head as he kissed me. It felt much like the sun on my skin—warm, comforting, sensual. When he pulled away, my lips followed his.
“C’mon, let’s go.”
We carried down towels and baskets of food Aidan had carefully packed, walking down to the banks. A kind of calm settled over me at the sound of the water running down a tiny little waterfall. A faint mist from the stream hitting the rocks made it feel considerably cooler, especially with the trees growing around it, shrouding us in shade.
“This is so pretty,” I said. “God, I feel better already. It was starting to feel like the walls were closing in on us.”
“I didn’t mind,” Noah said, nuzzling my neck. “I felt like I was drowning in you. Your scent was everywhere.”