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Her head falls back, laughing. “Please tell me that you pickedThe Thing.”

Winking, I move the cooler to our sides, wrap an arm around her stomach and encourage her to lean back against me once more. “Fucking nailed it.”

Mina and I spend the next thirty minutes joking about the movie and eating the food I’ve packed. I swear, I’ve had her laughing the entire time, her back shaking with each comment I make over the ridiculousness of the movie. She even mimics the women with their fake damsel-in-distress crying.

It’s not long before the two of us have shifted to lie back against the pillows. My arm is wrapped around her as we continue our ongoing commentary.

“I wonder how miserable that guy was in that costume. I bet it smelled horrendous. Do you think they paid him well?” she muses.

I press my nose against her head, and I inhale. Completely distracted by her scent, I miss her question entirely. Only when she drops her head back to look up at me, displacing my nose, do I realize she asked me something.

Giggling softly, she asks, “You doing okay there?”

Sliding down further, I bring my face more level with hers, ignoring the movie, entirely focused on the woman in front of me. “I’m doing fantastic. You?”

“Mhmm,” she hums, nodding quickly.

Pinching a stray strand of hair from her cheek, I tuck it behind her ear, never taking my eyes off her. “So, sweetpea, we’ve done the snacking and snuggling. You can’t do a drive-in without a little making out.”

Poking me gently in the chest, she teases, “Snogging you mean. Gotta stick with the alliteration theme you’ve set up for us.”

Pushing up and leaning over her, I cover her mouth with mine, loving the soft sigh that escapes her when we connect. I love the slight taste of salt on her tongue when I slide mine against it. She’s like the perfect mix of savory and sweet, forcing me to dive in further for more of a taste.

We stay locked together for some time, lying on our sides as our arms wrap around each other, until I hear the credits of the movie.

Without pulling her lips away, Mina looks up at me and murmurs, “The movie is done.”

“It is,” I say, my lips brushing over hers. “Want to stay out here for a while longer?”

She answers by pressing her body into mine more firmly, our lips picking up in speed once more. A new feeling of affection and intimacy rushes through me when I feel her fingertips stroke down the side of my cheek. I’ve been with women before, but I’ve never experienced someone touch me in a reverent way like this before. It’s addictive, and I want more of her.

Cupping the side of her face, I guide her to lean back. Lifting myself, I hover over her for a moment and take her in. There doesn’t seem to be any hesitation on her face and no worry over what we’re doing. Stroking my thumb across the cheek, I run it along her jaw and then press on the pillow of her bottom lip.

When she feels me push down her lip, her mouth opens slightly. My eyes flick back and forth between her lips and her eyes until they stay locked on her gaze. My cock was already perked up, ready for whatever was about to happen, but as I dip my thumb into her mouth, she accepts it. There’s a heavy answering pulse, starting at my fingers and radiating throughout the rest of my body.

Her tongue dances on the pad of my finger, testing the feel, all while she keeps her eyes locked on me. I push it in further just an inch before pulling out and using it to grip her chin, opening her mouth wider for me.

This time, when I press my lips to hers, there’s a new sense of urgency between both of us. Moving this from just making out to something more, something deeper.

“Vincent,” she breathes out, then pulls away from me.

Quirking my lip, I mimic her. “Mina.”

Chuckling, she shakes her head at me. “I thought maybe I should… well, that you should know…” Her words trail off like she’s uncomfortable. I have a feeling I know what she wants to say.

“You want me to know that you and Max had sex?”

Blinking away her blush, she turns away from me to get herself under control, embarrassed by my bluntness. “Yeah,” she whispers.

“Mina, would you look at me?” I don’t want to force her. It’s important to me that she feels comfortable with not only what we’re doing right now, but with bringing up important topics. Evenifthey’re uncomfortable at first to discuss.

My smile grows at how quickly she turns back to face me.Thank Godshe’s not overly embarrassed. I don’t want that. “Don’t be embarrassed bringing it up with me. I want you to feel like you can talk to me about anything. And frankly, in this type of situation, it’s probably important that we all agree with where everyone stands. So, do I know that you and Max had sex? Yes, I do. But whatyouneed to know is that I don’t expect it. Never feel you have to keep things even like that.”

Her shoulders relax as she grins up at me. “Can I be embarrassingly honest about something?”

Snickering, I press a kiss to her lips. “Always. Make it super embarrassing, though, so I’ve got something to keep in my back pocket.

She hums, fighting against her need to laugh at me. “I appreciate you letting me know that I can choose how fast we move. Truly, that means so much to me. But, umm…” she chews on the corner of her mouth, considering me. “That’s not really why I wanted to tell you about me and Max. I just thought you should know and didn’t want you to think I was a person who goes from bed to bed.”

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