“Parker,” she whispers.
“Lil.”
“I’m sorry we lost out on so much time.” Her voice is so low; if I wasn’t right here, I wouldn’t be able to hear her.
I lean back to look at her, hooking a finger under her chin so she’ll look up at me. Her blue eyes shine. They remind me of the color of the ocean in front of us. The moon makes her glow even more than she already does.
“I’m not,” I tell her honestly. “Have I wished that we were never apart? Of course, but I wouldn’t change anything either. You got to do what you wanted, you got to leave and experience more of the world. Even if you didn’t come back to me that would’ve been okay. As long as you were happy, that’s all that mattered to me.”
It’s one of the rare times I think I’ve rendered Lily speechless. I feel proud of these moments because they’re so few and far between. Her mouth opens, then shuts as her eyes search mine. The three words I want to say are on the tip of my tongue. I’ve never stopped loving her, and I want her to know that.
But I won’t want to risk ruining the perfect moment we’ve found ourselves in.
“Parker,” she says softly again. “Kiss me.”
I don’t waste another second. I refuse to waste any more time. I know I said slow but that’s been for her, and at this moment nothing feels slow. The second my lips meet hers there’s no slow. She’s made it clear how she feels about going slow, and part of me did it because I knew how it would drive her crazy.
But that’s flown out the window as her tongue meets mine and all I can think about is being with her. Right now, tomorrow, the next day, and every day for the rest of our lives. I want to show her that. If I can’t say the words yet, I can show her in other ways.
Lily swings her leg over me, and I quickly move my computer away, so it doesn’t go flying somewhere into the sand. She straddles my hips, our mouths never separating as she settles onto my lap. I never got to come earlier and have been fighting an erection ever since.
When she moans as she rubs against me, I’m rock solid, and thrusting up instinctively trying to get closer. Her hands bury into my hair, pulling the strands like she did earlier in the tack room. My tongue shoves into her mouth roughly as I think about how she tasted when she came for me.
She’s rubbing herself against me, and my cock strains against the zipper; it’s almost painful. I want to feel more of her. But the way she’s rubbing herself against me while kissing me like her life depends on it, I’m not about to ruin a single second of this.
I sit up, keeping a hold on her, but wanting to have a better grip to guide her hips on me. Her teeth sink into my bottom lip,sucking it into her mouth roughly and I groan, tightening my hold on her, and pulling her harder into my lap.
She moans, and I swear I could come just from the single sound alone. Her hips surge forward again. I hold onto her as she continues to move on me again, riding my lap while kissing me deeply.
I’m worried I’m going to come in my pants again, as much as I want to give her what she wants, I feel like I should save myself another embarrassment. Though, she doesn’t seem to care because the way she’s moving, I know it feels good to her. And with how she’s moaning, I know she’s about to get there.
“You going to come for me again, Lil?” I growl against her mouth, nipping her bottom lip when she whimpers.
“Are you?” she breathes.
I hum, kissing her roughly before my hand buries in the hair on the back of her head, yanking the strands enough that it breaks our kiss. She tries to chase my mouth, but I hold her just out of reach.
“Not yet. I’ll wait until I’m buried inside your sweet little pussy.”
Lily swivels her hips and I grunt, my dick painfully hard inside my jeans, dying to be free, to be closer to her. Shit, to just relieve some of the ache.
“Think you can even wait that long?” she taunts.
I pull her mouth back down onto mine in a vicious kiss, tangling her tongue with mine as we battle. She continues to rubherself against me, and I encourage it. Wanting her to get what she needs. I have to use every distraction technique I can think of that isn’t how good she feels.
Lily cries out my name, nails digging into the back of my neck as her thighs tighten around mine.
“Let go, Lil, no one can hear you out here. Let go, then I can give us both what we really want,” I encourage.
She lets go with a sharp cry. Moaning loudly as the orgasm racks through her. I wrap my arm around her back, holding her tightly against me as she comes down.
I don’t let her recover before I’m pulling her shirt off, then quickly unhooking her bra, and tossing it to the side. She claws at my shirt, and I help her get it off before I’m flipping her onto her back and covering her body with mine.
“Please tell me you’re actually going to fuck me this time,” she practically pleads.
I run my nose along hers, teasingly. “Maybe if you ask nicely.”
Lily reaches down between us, unbuttoning my jeans, our breath mingling in the small amount of open air between us. She reaches her hand in, wrapping it around my length and I grunt as her cold delicate fingers tighten.