"Alright, so are we walking to the beach now?" Emily wrapped an arm around my shoulder.
"We are, but Brody and Cora are going to grab her coat. Just text us when you head that way so we can flag you down. I'm sure it's insane over there." Dedra reached out and tugged at a few strands of my hair.
"You bet." I extended my hand to Brody. "You okay going with me? If not, I can catch up in a little while."
"Are you fucking kidding me? Some guy will swoop you up and then where will I be? Ninth-wheel? No thanks." He took my hand and pulled me close to him as we started walking back to the cabin. The laughter behind us left me feeling light and happy.
"You know it takes compliance on my part for some guy to 'swoop me up,' right?" I smiled over at him, wondering why the hell I wasn't nervous. Being with him was almost calming all of a sudden. Like the situation between us the afternoon before had opened up the door to just relax.
"This is true, and we know how 'compliant' you are where guys are concerned." He smirked.
"I'm good if I find the right one, but you know how rare that is." We turned to the right and walked down the hill to my cabin as another fireworks show started in the distance. "Oh, hell. You were right. There's another show."
"You wanna go over there and we can hook up later? It's not like we're in a hurry." He stopped and pulled me against him, locking me to his front with the strength of his arms.
"No, I've seen a million fireworks like this. I wanna see yours, instead." I lifted to my toes and kissed him hard.
He leaned down and dove into the kiss as his hands his over my sides and gripped my hips. He pulled back and closed his eyes as his forehead touched mine. "You’re such a good kisser. So thorough."
"Just imagine what else I'm good at." I nipped at his lips and pulled out of his hold. "Come on. We'll watch the fireworks from the house if want to see them."
"I could not care less." He moved up beside me with a smile on his face. It faltered a little, and I could see indecision run across his handsome features.
Oh great. Is he about to play nice guy again?
"What's up?" I stopped at the bottom of the stairs to the cabin and turned to face him.
"Nothing. I was just thinking about you leaving so soon. It sucks." He brushed a few strands of hair behind my ear.
"You know you're really not at all the guy you pretend to be in front of your friends." I lifted my eyebrow and trapped his hand against the side of my face, turning to kiss his palm a few times.
"Is anyone, really?" He leaned in and kissed me again before turning and pulling me up the stairs. "I'm still that guy, but there are just parts of me that the guys wouldn't get."
"I understand that." I fumbled with my keys and dropped them twice before getting us in the house.
"You nervous, baby?" He chuckled and reached for me as the door closed behind us.
"Not in the slightest." I slid my hands over his warm skin and clasped my fingers together just behind his neck as he gripped the back of my thighs and urged me to wrap my legs around him.
He pressed me to the door and rubbed against me. "Good. I figured after yesterday that we were done with pretenses."
"Yesterday was hot." I licked at the side of his neck before sucking his earlobe into my mouth.
"Let's make tonight hotter." He slid his fingers into the sides of my bathing suit, brushing his fingers over my ass and pulling a little. "You smell so good, Cora."
I cupped his face and took my time exploring his mouth as his movements caused my body to flood with anticipation of the pleasure to come. "Take me to the bedroom."
"Yeah," he mumbled and gripped my ass hard as he turned and walked us to the bedroom. Our kisses grew almost frantic by the time he laid me down on the bed and turned to shut and lock the door. He moved back toward me with a neediness in his eyes that had to have echoed my own. "I wanna taste you."
I reached down as he gripped my shorts and worked to undo them so that he could tug them off. They were gone, as were my bathing suit bottoms, before I could pull my hands away. He growled softly and dropped to the floor by the edge of the bed. A moan ripped through me just at the idea of him putting his tongue on me, and I spread my legs and dropped back on the bed, unsure if I could stand while watching him lap at me. I was already overly sensitive where he was concerned, and the lust racing through my veins left me without a doubt that I was going to come—and fast.
"Damn, baby. So beautiful." He leaned over and pressed his tongue to my center, wasting no time, at all. His hands brushed up and down my stomach and chest, teasing my nipples and gripping my hips as he worked me in varying rhythms. The delicious grunts that left him skittered across my skin and caused the build up to only intensify.
He glanced up as I looked down at him, his tongue extended and running through my folds. I groaned and buckled, crying out his name as my body exploded. The brilliant high of the orgasm dragged me under, and I worked my hips, grinding myself against him. He seemed to only get more into it, and by the time I was done, he was working to bring me over the edge again.
Two thick fingers sunk deep into me, rolling and pumping into my flesh as he sucked my clit into his mouth and looked up at me again.
I went for bold and sunk my fingers into his hair as I watched him fuck me. His eyes fluttered closed as he groaned again and worked me faster, harder.