I’m lying here in only my bikini bottoms and my blush as he stares down at me.
“Beautiful,” he murmurs.
And I feel it—not just because of his words, but also because of the way he’s looking at me, like I’m the most precious thing in the world to him.
He leans down and begins kissing a path up my stomach, starting at my belly button. When he reaches my mouth, he pauses. “I’ve never wanted anyone like I want you, Evie. I know we’ve only known each other for a few weeks, but…I’m crazy about you.”
I curl my fingers into the strands of his hair. “I’m crazy about you, too. I wouldn’t be doing this if I wasn’t.”
A growl escapes him. “You have no fucking idea what hearing that does to me…what you do to me.”
His hand moves down my stomach, his fingers tickling, as he reaches the edge of my bikini bottoms. Then, he slides his hand inside and he’s touching me there, and lights explode behind my closed eyes.
“Oh,” I moan, pressing my head back into the pillow.
He starts to move his finger over that spot, which feels so very good.
“That’s it, babe,” he whispers over my lips. “Let me make you feel good.”
“Oh God, you are. You really are.” My hand grabs hold of his arm.
The sensations he’s creating in me with that magic hand of his has me feeling like I need him to stop but also never, ever stop touching me there again. It’s so confusing.
I feel like I could climb out of my own skin. I’m restless and needy, searching for something I don’t understand.
My other hand curls into the bedding, gripping it like a vise.
My body is tingling, and my sole focus is narrowed down to that one spot between my legs and what his hand is doing there. I feel like I’m climbing toward something unknown—but something really freaking good.
“Evie, I need to taste you.”
What?
“Your pussy. I want to go down on you,” he says the words so easily.
Me? My face feels like it’s currently on fire.
“You want to”—I gesture south with my hand, my eyes still closed, unable to look at him—“go…down there?”
I hear his deep chuckle.
“Evie, look at me.”
I force my eyes open to find him staring back at me.
“Yes, I want to go down on you.”
Something dark and hot flashes through his eyes, making me tremble.
“I want to taste you. It’s all I can think about.” He brings his mouth to mine, his lips brushing softly. “But more than anything, I want the first time you come to be in my mouth. So, what do you say?”
Holy shit!
Really, what am I supposed to say to that?
I part my lips, and what comes out is, “Ermahgerd.”
Adam laughs a sexy-as-hell sound. “Babe, I don’t speak anything other than English, so you’re gonna have to clarify for me.”
I clear my throat, pretty sure my face is the brightest shade of red known to man. “I mean, yes. I would really like…you to do that to me, please.”
Yes, I would really like you to do that to me, please.
What the hell is wrong with me?
I sound like he’s just offered to give me a shoulder rub, not put his mouth on my girl parts.
Jesus, Evie! You could at least try to be sexy. You are in bed with the hottest guy in California. He’s offering oral sex of the best kind—or so I’ve heard—and you’re acting like a total doofus.
Seemingly unaffected by my lack of sexiness, Adam gives me a panty-melting grin and then starts to move down my body, his eyes pinned on mine.
Every part of me tightens.
He hooks his fingers into the band of my bikini bottoms, and I swallow.
Then, very slowly, he pulls them down.
My bikini bottoms now on the floor, Adam settles between my legs.
Oh God.
I’m stuck somewhere between total embarrassment and awe right now.
Biting his lip, which is such a sexy look on him, he runs a finger up my center, making me shiver.
“You’re soaking wet, Evie. It’s really fucking hot.”
Sweet baby Jesus.
I bite my lip.
Then, he puts his mouth on me.
And reality ceases to exist.
I lose my mind. It goes, kaboom!
And for the next minutes, hours, days—I’m not actually sure—I experience the kind of pleasure I didn’t even know existed.
His tongue is magical. Out-of-this-world amazing.
I want to marry it.
Then, I feel his finger pressing against my entrance, testing, asking silently for my permission.
“Yes,” I moan, pushing against it.
And then his finger is inside me.
Oh my God!
His tongue is licking me, his finger moving in and out of me, and I’m gripping his hair, fairly sure I’ve pulled some of it out. My hips start bucking up off the bed as I scream his name so loud that I’m pretty sure that everyone in the western hemisphere can hear me.
Oh. My. God.
I’m panting, and my heart is racing. Every muscle in my body is locked up tight, and I just feel…incredible.
I just had my first orgasm. And it was the best thing ever!
I feel Adam press a kiss to my stomach and then one between my breasts.
Then, his lips touch my mouth.
I can taste myself there.
I open my eyes. He’s looking down at me with such tenderness that my chest opens up, and my heart exits, going straight into his and taking up residency.
“You’re amazing.” He brushes my hair back from my face with his hand.
“Um…I think that award goes to you.” I give him a goofy smile.
He chuckles as he settles back over me. I feel his very prominent erection pressing against my hip.
And I know now what I want to do, more than anything.
“I want…can I touch you?” I ask him.
Something deep flickers in his eyes.
“You don’t have to. That’s not why I did this.”
“I know.” I touch his face with my fingertips, tracing the line of his brow. “But I want to. I want to make you feel good.”
“I already do feel good.”
“Well, I want to make you feel gooder.”
He lets out a laugh. “Is that actually a word?”
“Probably not.” I grin. Then, I slide my hand around the back of his neck and bring his mouth to mine. “I want to make you come.”
That has an effect on him. The next thing I know, Adam’s on his back, and I’m on top of him, my legs on either side of his hips. His hands are in my hair, my lips crashing down to his.
He kisses me deeply. And I kiss him back, needy. My hands pressed against his hard chest, I start to move them lower. I feel the tremble in his body, and it gives me the confidence I need.
When I reach the waistband of his board shorts, I move off him. Fingers hooked, I start to ease them down. He lifts his hips, allowing me purchase.
He’s naked beneath his shorts, which, of course, I expected. I just didn’t expect him to be…so big.
I haven’t ever seen a penis in real life before. I know. I sound like the virgin I am.
There’s just something fascinating about it—the size and strength of it, the thick veins running through it, how it looks so very hard yet soft and silky at the same time.
Adam kicks his shorts off the rest of the way, but I barely notice. I can’t stop staring.
And he doesn’t seem abashed by the fact.
“Can I…touch it?”
“You don’t have to ask. I’m all yours, babe. Do whatever you want.” He puts his hands behind his head, a confident smile appearing on his face.
Reaching a nervous hand out, I touch him, running a finger up the shaft.
A hiss escapes him.
Looking up, I see his eyes have darkened with lust, and they are fixed on me, that hunger on his face again.