Page 37 of Body Shot

I’ve never done anything like that.

“Yes, but…” I look around and he captures the side of my face with his hand.

“They don’t care what we’re doing. They’re in their own worlds, listening to Jordan, enjoying each other. All you have to do is focus on me. Say yes.”

“I already did.”

His eyes get dark and stormy again.

God, I wish I could bottle up that look and keep it close to me. If I’m having a bad day, open the bottle and see stormy-eyed Anders. Lonely? Open the bottle. Horny? Open that damn bottle in a hurry.

Except he’s here now and I don’t need a bottle.

I have him.

We start to kiss all over again, his erection long and hard against my back. He’s gentle but in no way tentative. This is a guy who knows what he wants and how to make me want it too.

That’s the only explanation I have for how I’m feeling.

“Someday, when you’re ready, I’ll have two fingers inside of you,” he whispers against my ear. The two fingers in question are currently trailing along the section of the seam of my bathing suit that runs along the top of my thigh.

So close, yet so far.

“You’d be so wet, they’d slide right in. Then I’d pull them out…and I’d lick one finger while you lick the other.”

I’ve never done anything like that, but I suddenly really want to.

THIRTEEN

Anders

She’s turned on.

I can feel it.

I don’t need to slip my fingers beneath her bathing suit to know how wet she is.

And I’m hard as a fucking stone.

Good thing she’s sitting in front of me, between my legs, or our friends would see exactly what I’ve got beneath my trunks.

My fingers inch toward the promised land, and I brush my hand over the top of her mound, keeping the pressure light and my mouth firmly on hers.

I feel her stiffen so I pause what I’m doing.

“Too much?” I start to pull away but she stops my hand with hers. Then, without saying a word, she leans in for another soul-bending kiss.

The first time I kissed her, she’d been wary, her tongue barely coming out to play with mine. It took a little while for her to get comfortable with it, but now she’s all in and kissing her is fun.

Maybe too much fun.

Because I want more.

So much more.

But I can’t. Not yet anyway.

Her round little ass is wiggling against my groin, and I know she feels how hard I am.

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