Page 35 of Make You Miss Me

Lottie is busy setting up stuff for s’mores because what’s a bonfire without s’mores, right?

She puts one marshmallow on the stick and looks at G. “The birthday boy gets the first one. Do you like yours crispy or just warm?” My best friend is so smitten.

“Burn ’er baby!” He says with a wink to his girl. As Lottie roasts the big white puff, a debate starts between all of us about what foods are better burnt.

Tig gets the marshmallow, chocolate, and graham cracker all prepared and then looks to Trent and me, who on cue, start to sing “Happy Birthday” to Greyson.

He is a broody guy who doesn’t say much unless it’s to Lottie, but you can tell how much he appreciates the little things like this. He pulls her to him and onto his lap as she finishes singing “Happy birthday” to him, whispering lovingly in his ear.

After we are all chocolate wasted, Tig and G head out to get to their spot before the fireworks start.

Trent looks at me once they’re out of sight. “Man, I love my cousin, but I am so glad to finally have you to myself. It’s dark, no one is anywhere near us… the possibilities are endless.”

Smacking his arm as I laugh, I say, “That wasn’t creepy or anything.”

He stands with a devilish grin in place. “Ya know? I have the perfect place for us to watch the fireworks, too.”

Having no idea what he has up his sleeve, but before I can respond, he leans down and picks me up, throwing me over his shoulder and running down towards the ocean.

“Nope. No Sir! Trent, I mean it! I’ll gut you!” I yell as I pound on his back.

He smacks my ass. “Come on, it’s just your cover-up. Who cares if our clothes get wet?”

“I don’t care about the clothes, you idiot. It’s the sharks. I’ve always heard they come near the shore at night!” He laughs and keeps moving forward. My measly hits aren’t affecting him one bit.

“Come on baby doll, you know I won’t let anything happen to you. I’d even wrestle Jaws for you,” he says as I hear his feet hit the water.

I can’t help but laugh at his comment because he probably would. It hits me how he is just as fearless as a made man, which is actually kind of terrifying. I have little time to think about that before I’m taken under with him.

Just like before, he pulls me up quickly and kisses me. I can’t help but feed off his carefree and fun vibe.

Putting me on my feet in the ocean, he leans back, most likely checking to see that I’m not ready to kick him in his nuts. It gives me the chance to see him in the moonlight with his wet, white t-shirt clinging perfectly to his muscular chest and shoulders. He is like a sexy wet dream.

“Ashley, do you realize how beautiful you are? Seeing you like this, I could literally die a happy man. You are perfect, baby.” I realize I wasn’t the only one admiring the view.

If I wasn’t already about to climb him like a tree, the loud boom just down the beach has me jumping into his arms and wrapping my legs around him. Realizing it’s the fireworks, he turns our bodies so we can watch them as we hold one another.

I don’t think I have ever experienced fireworks like this. I feel like we’re in our own little world right now.

I am pretty sure there has never been a more perfect Fourth of July and probably never will be.

Looking up at Trent, I get caught up in the moment and the feelings this man brings out in me. I grab his face and pull him down to me until his lips meet mine.This kiss is unlike anything I have ever experienced in my life. It’s like we are saying all the things we can’t out loud.

From the moment we locked eyes in that club, this crazy chemistry has been there and it’s intoxicating.

One more day isn’t long enough, it never will be.

Trent-

We’re both out of our minds and so worked up for each other at this moment. Needing to take a breath, I pull away before I embarrass myself.

But Ash is not wasting any time. She takes my hand and leads me towards the shoreline.

Before I know it, she’s pushed me onto the wet sand and is on top of me, pulling at the laces of my swim trunks. I lift my ass off the ground to help her get my trunks down.

She groans out when she sees my hard dick jut into the air.

“Shit Trent, you don’t know how bad I need you right now,” she says as she pulls her bikini bottom to the side and grabs my dick with her other hand, sliding the tip through her sex.

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