Taming Lily (The Fowler Sisters #3)(49)

That line of thinking will only get you in trouble, *.

“Fuck me with your fingers,” she says, her voice thin as she wiggles her butt. “Make me come.”

I shake my head, getting rid of the serious thoughts. She doesn’t want a relationship and neither do I. Not really. She wants hot sex. She wants me to f*ck her with my fingers. That’s all this is. A steamy affair. A lot of f*cking with very little emotion.

Why do I feel like I’m trying to convince myself?

“Demanding today, aren’t you?” I withdraw my hand from between her legs and tug at her bikini bottom, easing it down, baring that perfect, biteable ass of hers. Jesus, I want to spank her. Mark her. Bite her.

I tear the bikini off her and let it fall to the ground before I run a hand over my face. The woman makes me f*cking crazy.

She makes me want things I can’t have.

“I know what I want,” she says, her voice wavering, belying the confidence of her words. “And I want you.”

“Is that why you came looking for me, baby? Even though I pissed you off yesterday?” I run my fingers across her ass, back and forth, warming her skin, dying to slap that perfect little butt.

“Yes,” she whispers as I squeeze her ass, my palm covering one cheek, and she drops her head, whimpering. “I couldn’t stop thinking about you.”

“I couldn’t stop thinking about you, either,” I admit just before I lightly slap her ass. Her cheek jiggles. The scent of her arousal fills the air and f*ck me, I can’t stop myself.

I spank her again. Hard. So hard her skin reddens, and I don’t doubt for an instant the imprint of my hand will soon appear on her skin.

“God.” She jerks against the lounger, squeezing her legs together before she lifts her ass into the air, making me crazier. “More.”

“You like that, don’t you?” I spanked her before but never like this. Never this hard. “Fucking perfect, is what you are,” I mutter, overwhelmed by the realization of how truly perfect she is for me.

Only me.

I gentle my touch, drift my fingers over her skin, watch the goose bumps rise at my caress. I’m all hard, jagged edges, but this woman makes me want to be soft. To slow down and take my time with her, show her exactly what she means to me.

What does she mean to you?

I’m not 100 percent sure.

Taking a deep breath, I refocus and devote my attention to her other ass cheek this time. I alternate between cheeks, spanking her on one side, then the other, again and again, the sharp smack of my fingers against her taut flesh driving me wild. Driving her wild. She squirms and bucks, her ass red as she rises up on her knees, her legs spread, offering me an unbelievable view of her *.

Pink. Glistening, dripping wet. The prettiest * I’ve ever seen. The only one I’ve ever craved. She’s so aroused, I swear the inside of her thighs are drenched.

And I’m hard as a f*cking rock, dying to plunge inside her and f*cking come. But I don’t. Not yet.

Anticipation is everything. This is the last time I’ll have with her, so I need to make it extra special. I want this girl crazed for me. I want to be crazed for her. Hell, I already am.

I want to drive her and myself out of our ever-loving minds.

Chapter seventeen

Lily

I LOVE THE WAY he touches me. His insistent fingers help me forget who I am, what I’ve done, what a failure I’ve become. I don’t worry about anything else when I see his eyes lock on me. All I can focus on is him. How fast can I get him alone, how quickly can I get him to put his hands on me …

After what happened yesterday, I let the anger and the disappointment consume me. He hurt me and I held on to it. But I also knew that I was just as much a liar as he was. Who am I to judge, to hate him, when he should hate me, too? I was lucky enough that I didn’t get caught.

Yet.

Even though I told myself I wouldn’t search him out, I did anyway. I hid from him, scared he would find me, even more scared that he wouldn’t, and finally I gave in to my urges. It’s like I can’t stay away from him and that’s okay. I can own up to my feelings for Max. I decided to be honest with him. Real.

And he liked it. I could tell by his body language, by the huskiness of his voice. I get near him and the air changes between us. Becomes charged with an energy I can’t deny. One I don’t want to deny. My need to tell him I want him overcame any of my fears or insecurities.

He makes me feel greedy. And I’m pretty sure he feels the same.

My ass still aches from the way he spanked me, my flesh searing hot. I like it. I want more. His big hands roam my body, the slope of my back, the curve of my ass. His touch is gentle but insistent, commanding yet reverent. He’s still got his clothes on and I’m completely naked, the sun shining on my skin. Anyone could pass us by on the beach, none of the beaches are private in the state of Hawaii, but access to this particular stretch of sand is limited.

Not unattainable, though. Knowing someone could walk along and see me like this, the two of us together …

Excites me.

“Dripping wet, princess,” Max practically growls as he sinks his fingers inside me and pumps them once, twice. I close my eyes and grip the frame of the lounger, still on my hands and knees, Max sitting right behind me. “I know you’ll taste damn good, too. I’ve been craving your * since the last time I saw you.”