Total pages in book: 176
Estimated words: 164533 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 823(@200wpm)___ 658(@250wpm)___ 548(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 164533 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 823(@200wpm)___ 658(@250wpm)___ 548(@300wpm)
“I like you in this,” I rumbled between kisses as I plucked at the soft material.
She sighed like the statement affected her and continued kissing me, practically melting into me.
Earlier in the pool, it had been torture to feel her moulded to my back as she clung to me. I also had a hard time keeping my eyes to myself, which was how she caught me staring.
“You’re so sexy,” I murmured when I came up for air again. “Tell me what feels good.”
“You. This. Just keep kissing me,” she replied, breathing heavily. I happily acquiesced then groaned when her delicate fingers wrapped around mine. She guided them down then up under the hoodie before encouraging me to cup her full breast. Lacy fabric scraped at my palm, and I could feel her beaded nipple beneath. It was a miracle I hadn’t come already just from kissing her. I loved how she smelled, like coconut, honey, and almonds. I loved how she tasted, how her skin felt.
I wanted to stay in that moment and never return to normal life.
I was barely aware what was happening when she took my other hand and guided it between her legs. Fuck. She only wore thin leggings, and the urge to slip beneath them and feel if she was wet was overwhelming. I’d never touched a girl this intimately, and I wasn’t entirely sure what might feel good to her, so I rubbed my thumb back and forth the same way I’d been rubbing her throat. She seemed to enjoy it. A sharp hitch of breath, followed by a quiet whimper, her tongue battling with mine as she tugged me closer. I moved my finger experimentally, loving every time she made a sound of encouragement.
I wanted to make her come. I’d watched a fair amount of porn, so I wasn’t completely clueless, though I did sense porn wasn’t entirely accurate or in line with how real sex went. The idea to lower to my knees, tug her leggings down, and put my mouth on her entered my head. I almost did it when suddenly there was the sound of the front door opening downstairs.
“We’re home!” Derek’s mam called out.
Charli and I broke apart. Once again, both of us were breathless.
I began to move away when she caught my hand. “Let’s go to my room. No one will come in there.”
My look was apologetic, devastated. I didn’t like getting her this worked up and then leaving her hanging. “I can’t. Derek will look for me.”
She blew out a breath, seeming frustrated. Something hot and possessive simmered within me. I liked that I could make her that way, turn her on so much she was willing to invite me back to her room. I liked even more that she seemed to want me just as badly as I wanted her. Whatever strange twist of fate had brought this girl into my life, I couldn’t say. All I knew was I already felt a lot of things for her. Things it probably wasn’t smart to feel, given she’d be leaving to go home in a few weeks.
She looked disappointed again, and I couldn’t help being satisfied by that. “Okay, well, are you working tomorrow? We could go somewhere. Maybe grab food and see a movie?”
“I am working, but I’m free the next day.”
She smiled. “Great, so we’ll hang out then. Just the two of us. What do you say?”
I stroked her cheek. “I say yes, that sounds perfect.” Pressing my lips to hers once more, I found it difficult not to start making out all over again. I was a bit addicted to the way she squirmed against me when we kissed.
“I better go to bed,” she said with a teasing grin before she drew close to whisper in my ear, “You’ve exhausted me, Rhys Doyle.”
Her whispered words had shivers skittering across the back of my neck. I liked it when she said my full name. She must’ve heard it from Nuala or one of the others. When she turned to leave I pulled her back, unable to resist one last kiss before I quietly murmured, “’Night, Charli.”
A small tremble went through her, her eyes flashing in a way that told me she liked it when I spoke to her like that. When she left, her scent and taste lingered. I doubted I’d be able to get her out of my head all night. The way her lips felt haunted me.
“Where have you been?” Derek asked when I stepped into his room. Seemingly, Theo and Aidan had gone home once Derek’s parents arrived back.
“I was with Charli,” I answered honestly before considering that maybe I should’ve lied. Derek’s gaze narrowed as he assessed me.
“So, that’s happening, then, is it?”
I sat down on the fold out bed I’d been sleeping in the past few nights and blew out a breath. “Would you be pissed if it was?”