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“Sorry.” She scrunches up her face and concentrates. “So, no touching or seeing anything below the waist? What about boobs?”
I groan and pull my fingers through my hair. “No boobs,” I force myself to say. “I feel like I would have,I just touched your sister’s boobswritten all over my face the first day I see your brother.”
She giggles, and I smile back at her. Her eyes light up with an idea. “What about pleasing each other through our clothes? It’s technically not sex, but we get the same results.”
“You mean like grinding against each other and exploding in our pants?”
She starts giggling harder. “It’s better than nothing,” she gets out between laughs.
I close my eyes and think about it so she’s not distracting me. I guess it is better than nothing. My mind goes to her coming undone as I grind against her. I open my eyes. “Sorry, but no. You can’t cum because of me. If I watch you orgasm, I’ll always be thinking about it, and Noah will know I gave his sister the best orgasm of her life. We can’t risk it.”
“Noah is not going to know,” I roll my eyes. “And the best orgasm of my life? Sure of yourself, aren’t you?”
“Very sure,” I grin at her. “He might not figure it out, but it’s too close to sex. It’s better if I just keep imagining what you look like, screaming my name. Less guilt for me around your brother.”
“Fine,” she sighs. “So you’ve really never held hands before? No cuddles? Nothing?”
I shake my head. “Nothing. It was always sex, and then one of us left depending on whose place we were at.”
“That sounds lonely.”
“Yeah, I’m starting to realize that. Come here.” I hold out my arm, and she snuggles under it as I hold her close. “This is what I want to experience with you right now. We can have sex three times a day if you want when this is all over, but right now, I want to prove to myself and you that I can do more than just sex. That I want more than just sex.”
“As crazy as it sounds and as frustrating as it’s going to be, I understand. I also love that you want to do more than just sex. Lie down on the bench,” she tells me. I eye her warily, unsure of where this is going. “I’m not going to jump you and force you to have sex with me,” she laughs. I lie down using my arm behind my head as a pillow. She lies down next to me with her head on my chest, and I wrap my other arm around her. From this angle, we can see the stars over the canal. “We’re cuddling,” she whispers.
Grinning, I hold her tight. She fits perfectly against me, and it feels...right. I close my eyes and hear her sigh. Yeah, I could definitely get used to this.
Chapter Fifteen
Bella
Sunlight hitsme in the face, and I squint at the brightness. I snuggle up to the warm body next to me, not wanting to wake up yet, feeling safe and happy. I move slightly and feel the hard surface I’m sleeping on. Disoriented, I look around and try to get my bearings. I glance over and see Maverick sleeping beside me. The gazebo last night comes rushing back to me. We must have fallen asleep.
“Mav, wake up!” I nudge his shoulders, and he mumbles in his sleep before bringing me back to him. “We have to get up. We fell asleep, and I’ve got to get back home before Sophia sees us.” I get out from under his arm and fall off the bench, landing hard on my butt. “Shit, that hurt.”
Mav opens his eyes and looks down at me. “What are you doing down there?”
“Oh, I don’t know. I just thought it would be a good place to sit.” I roll my eyes and get up. Maverick sits up and runs his hands through his hair. “Did we just sleep together for the first time?” He looks at me and grins.
“It would appear that way. We must have fallen asleep last night. What time is it?” I quickly get up to find my phonebefore I realize I left it in my bedroom. Maverick pulls out his phone and looks at it.
“It’s seven.”
“Shit, Sophia will be up and getting ready. What do I do? If I go in now, she’ll think I stayed the night with Logan, and I’m just getting home.” I pace the gazebo and try to think of something.
“Christ, it’s hot out here. I’m smothering in this hoodie now that the sun is up.” Maverick takes his hoodie off, and I stop pacing to stare. I see his chest and abs glistening from the heat. Tearing my gaze away, I look at his face and see him grinning.
“Stop distracting me. You’re the one that wants to wait and has all these rules. I’m dying in this hoodie, too, and can feel the sweat dripping down my breasts. Don’t think for a minute that I won’t take this shirt off. I don’t care if the neighbors see or not. I’m sure the guy across the hall would love the morning show.” My neighbor has been ogling me for the last two years, and Maverick can’t stand him. Even though he’s not my type at all, I still love to mess with Mav about it.
Mav narrows his eyes at me at the mention of my neighbor. He wipes the sweat off with his hoodie but doesn’t put it back on. “He’s definitely not going to get a show. And it’s you who’s distracting me. Now I have images of sweat sliding down your breasts just begging me to lick it off.”
Images of him licking my breasts come to mind, and I bite back a moan. “I guess we both are being tortured,” I say softly.
“Seems like it.” He stands up and shoves his hands in his short pockets. “Just tell Sophia you got up early and wanted to watch the sunrise.”
“Okay, yeah, that will work. I do that sometimes anyway.”
“I know. I’ve watched you come down here and sit.”
