Page 135 of Bridesmaid for Hire
“Mmm, that one.”
“Maggie, don’t make that noise while you’re cupping me.”
“Why not?” she asks as she rolls my balls.
I take a few breaths as she gives them a light squeeze. Fuck. I start to get hard all over again. At this pace, we’re going to run out of condoms by the morning.
“You’re going to make me fuck you again.”
“I don’t see a problem with that.” She grins and I swear it’s the most beautiful sight I’ve ever seen.
“It is when I need to talk to you.”
“What do you need to talk to me about?” she asks as she moves her hand up to the base of my hardened cock. She wraps her fingers around it, causing a sweat to break out on my lower back.
“Earlier,” I gulp.
“What about earlier?” she asks, lightly pumping her hand up and down.
“Maggie,” I groan. “You can’t…not when we have to talk.”
She pauses. “Have to talk?”
“I just want to make sure everything is good between us,” I say. “We were interrupted when we were talking in the water, and well, I’m sorry that I hurt you the night of Gary’s wedding. I want you to know that. I’m really fucking sorry. I thought I was doing the right thing by pulling away before I let my feelings get the best of me. I had no idea that I would make you feel so terrible by doing that.” I bring my hand up to her face. “The last thing I ever want to do is make you feel bad about anything.”
Her eyes soften as she starts stroking me again. “So, what you said earlier, you meant all of it?”
“Of course I did,” I say. “I wouldn’t just say that to say it, Maggie.”
“I know but you were acting so strange and dazed from the motion sickness pills that I thought maybe, I don’t know, you didn’t mean it—that you were just saying things.”
I shake my head. “No. I meant every word. I’m sorry I hurt you. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you how I felt earlier. I’m sorry I let Gary get in my head. I should have done something about my feelings years ago. And insteadof taking my feelings out on you by making your life miserable, I should have just confessed that in fact, I liked you so damn much that pushing you away, pretending to hate you, was easier.”
“So you never really hated me?” she asks, smirking.
“I mean, there were times where you were really fucking annoying…”
“Uh, you were just as annoying.”
“Never claimed to be innocent,” I say as I lean down and kiss her neck. She settles into the mattress, spreading her legs for me so I can slide a finger against her clit, loving how she’s already wet for me.
“This is dangerous,” she says as I run my fingers over her clit.
“What’s dangerous?” I ask.
“Us.” She spreads her legs wider, bringing one knee up to her chest. “This is too good. We’ll never leave this room.”
“Good,” I say as I move down her body and position myself between her legs. Right where I want her.
“What are you doing?” Maggie asks as I part the sliding screen door open and step out onto the deck.
“Care for a night swim?” I ask, looking over my shoulder to catch her checking out my ass.
“In the ocean or the pool?” she asks.
“Doesn’t matter. Both options leave you naked and wet in my arms.”
“I was going to put my bathing suit on.”
