Page 64 of Whispers of the Water

He bit the corner of his lip and leaned in until there was not even a breath between us. When he spoke, his lips grazed mine. “So many things I’d like to do to you. So many things I’d like you to do to me.”

My eyes slipped down of their own accord to his luscious mouth, which still only skimmed mine in a teasing touch. “I can. We can. Every day now.”

The sound of his chuckle rumbled deep within his chest. His large hands coasted up from my ankles, over my calves, around to my knees, and up to my inner thighs. My breath hitched in my throat as he parted my legs as wide as the arms of the chair would allow, and the cold air kissed my wet middle. The sudden touch of chill to my center tightened my core with a fresh wave of need and awareness, one that made me grip the arms of the chair and sit up straighter.

He pulled back enough so that his lust-filled expression could meet mine. “If you don’t like this, tell me. We can stop anytime if you want.”

The offer was one that had me curious about what was to come—no pun intended. All of the dirty possibilities that ran through my mind left me breathless, even before Rune moved.

He grabbed one of my hands and guided it from the arm rest to in between my legs. I inhaled sharply as butterflies took flight in the pit of my stomach. My eyes locked on Rune’s as he settled my hand against my throbbing core and began to move our fingers together over the tight bud of nerves. Pleasure rocked through me at the press of our combined touch, and I couldn’t contain my gasps, which only served to ignite the fire within his eyes.

“Touch yourself,” he commanded in a whisper against my parted lips. “Touch yourself and think of me.”

I let out a breathy moan as I did. His eyes glazed over with pure desire, and seeing the way he watched me while I worked and built toward my orgasm made the rush of satisfaction break through even quicker. My eyes slipped closed, and my head fell back. My entire body shook as the waves of my climax coursed through my body.

I was breathless, hot, and slightly embarrassed at having done something like that in front of him. But I didn’t focus on any of those things. I’d been thoroughly satiated, but Rune was still rock hard within the confines of his sweatpants.

Biting my lip with my canines, I said, “Your turn.”

Our faces were still mere inches apart as he pushed the band of his pants down and gripped his large shaft. He pumped himself fast, and I caught his groan on a kiss. My tongue brushed past his lips, and I wrapped my hands into his long hair to hold him in place. I could tell when he was close because his body went rigid beneath my hands. Moments later, he gasped into my mouth as his hot seed spilled over his cock, splattering across my stomach.

Our heavy breathing was the only sound that filled the space as our gazes locked once more. We were hot, sticky with cum, and unable to fight back our large smiles. It was the perfect ending to his birthday.

Chapter Twenty-Four

“LOOK HOW GORGEOUS!” I beamed, working to take in the full view of my surroundings.

Our group of friends had just parked at the local fall festival, in a spacious farm field by the edge of town. There was a corn maze cut into the stalks at the back of the property where families were already lined up to test their maze-solving abilities. A tractor pulled a wagon of people sitting on hay bales to the other end of the property where a pumpkin patch was set up. Dozens of stands, carts, and vendors lined the property to create makeshift walkways, and they advertised food, games, clothes, art, everything. The yellow, red, brown, and orange colors littering the decor and grounds screamed autumn, and my fall-loving spirit demanded we get started so that I could see everything the event had to offer.

“Welcome to our little town’s fall festival,” Rune said as he rounded the front of his car. His hand slid into mine, and our fingers wove together. He looked down at me and nodded toward the entrance. “Are you excited?”

“Is pumpkin a fruit?” I fired back.

He quirked a brow. “Yes?”

“All right then!” I squealed, squeezing his hand tighter and pulling him toward the entrance.

When we’d gotten up this morning, I’d had every intention of finally telling Rune the truth about who I was. The twins however had other ideas. As soon as we’d gotten ready for the day—for the second time, since we’d ended up undoing each other’s hard work from the first time—the twins had knocked on the door and wanted us to help them decide what to wear to the festival.

“Can we do the corn maze?” Greshim asked from where he held Rune’s other hand.

Rune grinned. “Sure thing.”

“What about th-th-the pumpkin patch?” Newt asked, looking up at me. He squeezed my hand, which he held onto.

“Whatever you guys want,” Rune answered.

“Aw, what a good, doting big brother,” Ardley teased, walking behind our chain of locked hands.

“Would you like me to be your big brother, too?” Rune smirked, glancing over his shoulder.

“Ha!” Ardley laughed, then dead panned, “No.”

“We should make sure we do everything so that Bria gets the full fall festival experience,” Avana chimed in as she and the rest of our group caught up with us.

“Definitely try the cider, Bria,” Carlos said while walking hand-in-hand with Bassel. “The cider here is amazing.”

“I couldn’t agree more,” Rune said as he glanced sideways at me with a spark in his eye.

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