I lift my fingers up and he sucks them into his mouth, moaning around them. “So. Fucking. Perfect.” He hums his appreciation then drops my hand. He shoves back inside my mouth, pumping wildly. His abs contract and I think he’s close. I replace my fingers, while Dev uses my mouth. My throat is raw and abused and I’ve never felt more alive. My hips rock back and forth of their own accord, my body taking control as Devin loses his. Thick ropes of cum shoot into my mouth and I hold there, unsure.
“Swallow it all like a good girl, and I’ll let you come.”
My throat bobs, and I have to swallow twice to get it all down. Once I do, I open my mouth to show him.
“Jesus fucking Christ.” He drops to his knees and pushes me onto my back. His mouth latches onto my clit and my back arches. I can feel myself floating in the air as he pushes me closer and closer to the edge. He sucks my clit into his mouth once more and I fall, or fly, or whatever the fuck because holy shit, my second orgasm is somehow even hotter than the first. My body convulses as Devin eases up on the pressure. He watches me as I come down, his fingers slowly pumping in and out of me. My eyelids flutter closed and I can’t help the laugh that bubbles up from my chest.
“Something funny?” He smirks, licking my juices off his fingers.
“I just came.” I giggle, at his glistening lips. “On your face.”
“You came on my face and I came down your throat.” He teases. His fingers tickle my midsection and I laugh until it hurts.
“Thank you,” I mutter sleepily.
“For what?” he asks, tucking me into his side.
“For giving me my muse back.”
His eyes shine with emotion and he nods. “You’re welcome.”
“I’m going to sleep now, maybe forever.” I reach up to his bed and yank the cover off, making myself at home on the floor. I couldn’t move even if I wanted to.
He chuckles, squeezing my ass. His phone buzzes on the nightstand, but I barely register it. “Sleep,” he whispers, rising to his feet.
“Where you going?”
“Gonna make dinner.”
“Mmm,” I mutter, the sleep taking me under. “I should come with you.”
“If you can move after that, then I haven’t done my job.”
I lift one eye, wanting like hell to give him a rebuttal, but my limbs are jelly so I press it back closed. “You’re right. Go to the kitchen and fix me some food, wench.”
He slaps my ass hard. “I can show you who’s the wench.”
“Next time,” I say as sleep takes me over.
He laughs again, then I hear the click of the door behind him, and I drift off to sleep.
16
Chapter 16
Roni, age 18
I rest my head on the window as the car rolls down the beach road. I can smell the salt in the air, the ocean breeze kisses my cheeks. We woke up before the sun and piled into Maisie’s Rav4 to make the four-hour drive to Tybee Island. Chloe worked her magic and found an Airbnb right on the beach, and between the four of us, we were able to swing an overnight trip.
“We made it.” Devin yawns, killing the engine in front of a tiny blue house with blue shutters.
Although the early morning was rough, this is perfect.
“This is going to be epic,” Chloe says pushing the door open. Aaron wraps his arms around her waist and whispers something in her ear that makes her giggle.
I eye Devin, secretly wishing that we had that kind of relationship. Don’t get me wrong, this last week of exploration has been everything I’d hoped it would be. I’m painting every day and getting orgasms every night. He still hasn’t fucked me yet, and I’m not exactly sure what he’s waiting for but a little piece of me, thinks he’s secretly holding out hope for his ex.
It’s stupid. A thorough investigation of her Instagram shows that she's fully moved on with Noah, but what if she changes her mind? Where would that leave me? Devin and I have talked a lot about sex and my sexual fantasies, but we’ve never talked about our relationship past our friendship. It seems like he’s perfectly content to keep things the way they are, but the more of myself I give to him, the more I want in return. I’ve got his loyalty. I’ve never doubted that, but I want his heart.
Chloe drops her arm around my neck, forcing me back into the moment. “So, what are we going to do first?”
I shrug. “I really just want to put my toes in the sand,” I tell her honestly. When I’d come up with the idea for the beach trip it was more a hypothetical, not realizing that Chloe doesn’t make hypothetical plans. Once she gets something in her head, it’s as good as done. My eyes trail back to Devin who’s unloading the truck and I sigh. Maybe if I told him the truth, that I wanted more than just a summer of firsts, he’d be open to the idea of more.
Or maybe he’ll break your heart.
“Toes in the sand?” Chloe says incredulously. “Girl, we are going to skimboard and build sandcastles and chase waves. The whole beach experience.”
I giggle. “Teach me your beachy ways, master,” I say with a bow.
The guys get to work carrying in our luggage while Chloe and I check out the room situations. The inside of the house is just as eclectic as the outside and it’s decorated in a nautical theme.
There are two bedrooms, with the master bedroom on the main floor. There’s a king size bed and an ensuite bathroom. It overlooks the pool in the back and there’s a private patio. “I know this is your trip and all, but I really want this room,” Chloe says wistfully.
“We can share,” I offer. “I mean, I know you probably want to bunk with Aaron.”
She snorts. “If I thought Devin would go for it I’d ditch Aaron in a heartbeat.”
“What does Devin have to do with it?”
Chloe rolls her eyes. “Do you really think he’s about to pass up the chance to share a room with you?”
“Devin and I aren’t like that.”
“Bullshit.” She grunts. “Aaron says he gave Reese a black eye over you.”
I munch on my bottom lip debating her words when the door swings open and Devin stands there with his duffle slung over his shoulder. He eyes Chloe and thumbs towards the door. “Nice try, Chen.”
She holds her hands up. “It was Roni’s idea.”
He arches his brow at me but I shrug. “I didn’t know if our arrangement included rooming together.”
“Let’s see, share this mammoth bed with you, or bunk with Aarons smelly ass.” He pretends to think for a minute. “No competition.”
Chloe chuckles. “I guess I’m bunking with Aaron.” She winks at me, slapping my ass as she passes. “Get changed. We’re heading to the beach.”
I nod as she leaves, shutting the door behind her. Devin crosses the room, wrapping me in his arms. “You were trying to ditch me, Veronica?”
I sigh in his arms. “I just didn’t want things to be weird.”
He squeezes my ass. “You’re such a romantic.”
I snort. “I’m just trying to keep the boundaries in place. So we don’t forget what we are to each other.”