Page 67 of Wild Nights

Oliver handed over the water bottles, and I moved so that Joey was between us. When he climbed inside, he seemingly took up all the space. His masculine scent mingled with the scent of the buttery popcorn.

A sense of rightness washed over me. I hadn't planned on Joey, but he was a great addition to our little relationship.

How would I go back to Maine alone? A sharp pain shot through my chest.

Chapter Nineteen

OLIVER

We ate snacks, laughing at the character's antics on the screen. Joey cuddled into my side. The only thing better would have been if I could have sat next to Carolina too. But I understood why she sat on the other side of Joey.

This wasn't a date. We weren't a couple. I hadn't told him we had any kind of relationship outside of a professional one. And there was no need to tell him about it. Soon, Carolina would be gone.

When the movie ended, I nodded at Joey. "Should I carry him to bed?"

"Mmm. Let him sleep here. That's what we promised him."

We had promised him a night camping in our living room. I gestured for us to move outside of the fort.

There were still cushions on half of the sectional. Joey was sleeping inside the fort, and with the roof, he couldn't see us on the couch. I was planning to take advantage of that. I lay down first and gestured for Carolina to sit in front of me.

I hit Play on another holiday movie. I didn't care what we were watching as long as we were together.

When Joey was taking a bath, I'd moved the Christmas tree from the hallway into the living room so we could watch the lights flicker. The fire was burning in the hearth, and there was holiday music playing on the movie.

As Carolina snuggled against me, I couldn't think of a time when I'd felt happier, more content. My hand was on her stomach, and she wore cozy-looking sweats. It would be nothing for me to slide my hand underneath the waistband.

I pressed her tight against me and nibbled on her earlobe.

She relaxed into me, sighing.

"Are you okay with fooling around?" I whispered.

She turned slightly to face me, and said quietly, "It depends on how you feel."

"I feel like I'm a teenager copping a feel while my parents are in the other room."

"Oh, I like that," she murmured as I kissed her lips. The angle was awkward, but I was too desperate for her to care. This was our last night together.

I eased my hand under her waistband, then paused when I encountered nothing but smooth, bare skin. "No panties?"

Carolina shrugged. "I just took a shower."

It was convenient for me. My fingers easily slid between her already-wet folds, and I dipped one into her hot channel. She widened her legs and lifted her hips, encouraging me to go deeper. My hand rubbed against her clit with every pass. I continued kissing her because I didn't want her to wake Joey.

I alternated between fingering her and tweaking her nipples. I'd shoved her shirt up high enough that her breasts were visible and the sight was making me hard. I pressed against her backside and pushed my fingers deeper inside her, using a come-hither motion to find her G-spot.

When she jerked against me and moaned, I knew I was close. Then I found the tell-tale rough patch on her wall and continued to stroke it. Her entire body tensed, and then shewas crashing, her limbs shaking, her walls pressing tight around my fingers.

I rode her through the orgasm, and as she came down, she turned in my arms, kissing me. Then she was moving down, pulling my sweats with her.

My hand landed in her hair. "What are you doing?"

"My boyfriend needs my mouth."

"Mmm." I liked the fantasy where we were teenagers fooling around with our parents in the next room. We had to be quiet. It made all my senses more heightened. Unable to voice my pleasure, I nodded encouragement to her, and she grinned.

She was naughty, and I loved every minute of it. She pulled her shirt over her head and shoved her sweatpants down so that she was naked. If Joey woke, I could quickly throw a blanket over her. I shouldn't have chanced it, but I wanted to see her bare skin. It might be the last time we'd be together.

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