Into the Tide (Cottonwood Cove #1)(33)

“You’ve never been turned on like this?” I moved my hand to the side of her neck, forcing her head up so she could look at me. “Open your eyes right now.”

Her eyes flew open, and her breaths were coming faster as she continued to grind up against me over and over, her fingers digging into my shoulders as her gaze locked with mine.

“Never, Bear. And I don’t want to stop right now,” she said, her tone frantic.

I didn’t want to do anything to take advantage of her, but I didn’t want to stop her from feeling good either. It was fucking sexy as hell to see her chasing her pleasure while grinding all that sweetness against me.

“One time, Snow. We never talk about this, and it never happens again. You got it?” I asked, as I gripped her hips harder and helped her move faster, pressing myself into her where I knew she wanted me. We weren’t having sex—we were just getting off by rubbing up against one another naked.

Was I actually trying to fucking justify this?

“I pinky promise,” she said, and her lips were so close, I couldn’t help myself. I’d be damned if the first time Lila James got off would be grinding up against me without my mouth on hers. My tongue snaked out and ran across her bottom lip, and she gasped. I nipped and licked and teased her before my mouth covered hers. Her lips parted, and my tongue found hers. Her hands tugged at my hair, and I lost all control. I slid her up and down, faster and faster. My dick was so hard, I knew I couldn’t hold on much longer with her bare pussy grinding against me rapidly. Her head fell back, our mouths losing contact, as her entire body shook and trembled.

And fuck me if I didn’t go right over the edge with her.

We continued moving, riding out our pleasure, both of us gasping for air as I processed the fact that I’d just gotten off while humping my best friend’s little sister, who also happened to be a virgin.

And it somehow managed to be the best fucking sex of my life, and we hadn’t even had sex.

Lila’s head moved, and she tucked it between my collarbone and jaw, and her arms wrapped around my neck as she stayed completely still, waiting for her breathing to settle. It wasn’t lost on me that she felt completely weightless, like she belonged there.

Somewhere she could never stay.

“Are you mad?” she whispered, and her lips kissed my shoulder before she pulled her head back to look at me.

“Not at you.”

“I’m sorry. I know you didn’t want that to happen. But it just felt so good, and I couldn’t stop myself,” she said, and my dick hardened again at her words.

“Don’t apologize. But we need to stop talking about it and get out of the water right now, all right?”

She started to slide down my body, and then she paused as her head fell back in a chuckle. “Ohhhhh. We’ve got a situation.”

“We sure as fuck do,” I grunted, as I held her a few inches from me and walked toward shore, setting her on her feet once we were in shallow enough water that she could stand.

“Don’t be mad, Bear. This was on me, not you. I’m sorry for pushing it. I got lost in the moment. We don’t need to make it a big deal.” She tugged her long ponytail over one shoulder and wrung out the water. She wouldn’t look at me, and I could hear the shame in her voice as we walked toward shore.

We stopped in front of the pile of clothes, and I reached for her panties and bra, holding them out to her, before tugging on my briefs and jeans.

She slipped into her shorts as I pulled the T-shirt over my head, even though everything was wet and sticking to us. I wasn’t going to speak until we were dressed.

We started walking toward my house, and I turned to look at her. “There’s nothing to be ashamed of. And that was not just on you. We both wanted it to happen, and it felt fucking amazing, so don’t go beating yourself up. I’m just not the guy you’re looking for, Snow. I may not get to be the first man who gets to have sex with you, but I’m not mad that I get to be the first man to give you pleasure.”

She laughed. “Well, don’t go getting a big head about it.”

Did everything she said have to sound so sexual?

She had to be the sexiest virgin on the planet.

I felt like some sort of deviant around her.

I needed to shake it off because this ended now.

This was a one and done, and we wouldn’t speak of it again after tonight.





ten





Lila





When we got back to the house, I was still floating on air. I’d just had my first orgasm, and it was with Hugh Reynolds. The man was a walking fantasy. Big and strong and commanding—and I was here for it. But he’d made it clear that it couldn’t happen again.

The way his mouth had claimed mine.

The way his body felt against mine.

The way his hands gripped my hips.

“You all right?” he asked, snapping me from my stupor. His shirt was soaked and clinging to his muscular chest that had a peppering of dark hair.

“Yeah. I’m just going to go take a shower.” I leaned against the door and smiled at him. Why did the first guy that I actually felt something for physically have to be the one who was completely off limits?

For so many reasons, it just wasn’t possible for anything to come of this.