Page 72 of Never Quiet

Bending, he inhaled at her neck and planted a kiss there. “Day and night, Amanda.” His palms smoothed over her hips. “I knew I could have talked you into my bed at any point by saying the right things. I also knew it would be wrong. I’m telling you this so you know how I truly feel about your request. You see it as an embarrassing favor and I see it as the culmination of four years of fantasizing about touching you.”

She smiled slowly. “Good. We both get what we need.”

His hands slipped from her hips around to cup her ass. He lifted her and she wrapped her legs around his hips for balance. They were eye to eye, his cock lined up just right to throb against the center of her. She whimpered at the sensation she’d only dreamed about experiencing with him after she read scenes in books or watched them in movies.

“While I’ve been thinking about you, stroking myself, what have you been doing, Amanda? Have you been here, more than two thousand miles away, thinking about me touching you?”

“Yes.”

He groaned quietly and his hands clenched on her ass. “Did you touch yourself?”

His voice was barely a whisper and she tugged her lower lip between her teeth as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and let her fingers stroke through his hair.

“Yes.”

He gasped softly, his body pressing more firmly against her. “Did you come?”

“Yes.” The rotation of his hips made her moan softly.

“What did you think, what did you say...when you made yourself come?”

Staring into blue-green eyes that glowed with need, she whispered, “Your name. Every time, I said your name.”

“Amanda...”

He ground himself against her and she couldn’t stop what her body wanted. Couldn’t stop what she’d dreamed about having with him. Right here in the bedroom where all her fantasies about him had been created.

She came and whispered his name, her arms and legs clenching around him. His kiss was aggressive, rough, and she accepted it, relished it, as another part of him.

He held her hard, his cock rubbing just right, as she rode her first climax with another person.

“I can’t take it,” he groaned against her mouth.

Erick gasped and she knew he was coming with her, for her, and nothing else mattered. They were breathing hard, kissing each other, and she’d never wanted anything more.

Hugging her almost painfully hard, he walked across the room and sat in the corner chair, turning her to sit on his lap. His palm cupped her head, holding her against his shoulder. His other hand smoothed back and forth over her thigh.

“I need a minute.”

“That sounds like a good plan,” she replied with a smile.

They sat together for a long time in silence and finally, he told her, “I hate what you’re going through. I hate this fucking bounty bullshit.” He kissed the top of her head. “As much as I hate it, I won’t make love to you because of that. I’ll do it because you’re the only person I’ve ever dreamed about. Before you, my dreams were abstract, psychedelic. The first time you showed up in them was after you came to the hospital for Sterling. Smelling you, hugging you, seeing the way you looked at me…it threw me into chaos.”

She sat up and stared into his face.

“You’re eighteen and on the cusp of a strange and sometimes terrifying journey. Everything will change for you and the world you’re walking into has a lot of temptation.” He shrugged. “I’m twenty-one and I’ll spend the next seven or eight years in college. There will be months on the water and I’m sure I’ll have my share of temptation.”

“I know.”

“You said you don’t want words or promises. I never want to hurt you, Amanda. I did enough of that last year and I felt like a piece of shit until I got here…”

She put her fingers over his lips. “Let’s not overthink it, Erick. I know what you’re saying, I know what you’re worried about, but let’s just…go with the flow.”

“Not our strong suit.”

“Enjoy your time here. Touch me, take care of my little problem, fulfill your fantasies, I’ll fulfill mine. Tell yourself that once we leave here, you’ll never see me again.” She shrugged. “Because you don’t have to. I know your future plans. They used to be mine, too. I know the education, the testing, the travel. I get it. I’m pretty sure I won’t know where I’ll be from minute to minute.” She swallowed hard. “Okay?”

He nodded and cupped the back of her head. Kissing her slow and easy was how Davis found them.

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