Page 62 of Sunshine

He built up a rhythm, thrusting his fingers until I was twisting around him. Using his other hand, he caressed my breast, until desire was as steady as my pounding heartbeat.

Julian shifted forward so he could push his fingers deeper inside, and I saw stars. Keening, I twisted my hips.

“Yes, babe, come on.” He panted in my ear. “Let me make you come.”

His long fingers inside me spiraled my desire tighter and tighter. He worked me with his hands and fingers, panting in my ear, my lips wet and swollen, my hips making little jerky movements with each pump of his fingers.

I hovered on the edge of orgasm, pulled there by the sharp buildup of ecstasy. Julian’s scent surrounded me, strong enough to make everything smell like coconut and pineapples.

“Tell me if I should do something different.” Julian panted. “I’m not trying to edge you. This time.”

Anxiety spiraled through me. I was taking too long to come. Sometimes, no matter how into the moment I was, it took more time to build up to an orgasm. Isaac used to always get impatient, thinking he was doing something wrong.

I panted. “I’m sorry it’s taking so long.”

Julian wrapped his arm around me, squeezing me against him. “Babe, I would do this all day.” His fingers pressed deeper, and I shuddered, electricity shooting through me.

“I’m worried I’m not pleasuring you right.”

He sounded nervous and aroused in equal measure, and that cut through my anxiousness.

“I love you touching me.” I relaxed against his hand. “You can do whatever you want.”

Julian growled, nibbling my neck. “I want to make you scream.”

I shuddered at the pure lust in his voice, arching my hips up.

“You’re amazing.” My breath came in pants. I should probably tell him to play with my clit more if he was going to try and finger me into an orgasm, but I couldn’t make myself say the words. “It just takes longer sometimes.”

Julian nibbled the sensitive skin on my neck again. He moved his fingers inside me, changing pace, curling them around my entrance before pushing back inside. Time slowed down, narrowing to his hands on me, his body pressed against my back, his heavy panting breaths in my ear.

My body went liquid and hot, the orgasm hovering just out of reach but every other nerve lit like it was on fire. And then he dragged his fingers out of my pussy, his thumb brushing against my clit.

I cried out, a moment of electric shock racing through me. Julian bit my neck, wrapped his ankles around mine so I’d hold still, and rubbed my clit again.

It felt like being struck by lightning. My eyes squeezed shut and my body bowed out, but Julian held me against him, using his fingers in a sweeping motion until an orgasm burst over me.

All I could do was make a strangling noise, and then everything tensed inside me. Fireworks went off, and I collapsed against him.

“I think I found your clit,” Julian whispered, kissing my cheek.

I choked out a laugh. “Umm… yes? I didn’t know you were looking for it.”

I curled on my side, and Julian wrapped his arms around me. I pressed my face into his shirt, breathing in his tropical scent.

“I haven’t been with a girl before.” Julian nuzzled my hair. “I’m mostly gay.”

I gasped and looked up at him. “I assumed you…”

He shook his head, grinning ear to ear. “Nope. Luca is the only one of the three of us that’s slept with a woman. And after all the movies make a big deal about pleasuring women, I worried I wouldn’t do it right.”

“Oh,” I sighed, “that was more than right.”

Desire curled back through me. I wanted to kiss him again, wanted to curl myself against him. He was hard against my hip, and I wanted more.

I brushed my mouth against his. “What do you want next?”

“Whatever you’re comfortable with.” He gave me a soft kiss. “I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.”

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