Page 136 of Love, Luck & Clusterf*ck

He somehow convinced me to venture over to the little custard stand even though my stomach was still bursting. But after finding out that the flavor of the day was cotton candy, there was no way I could resist getting a small dish. Hmm, I wondered if he’d planned that too.

We headed back over to the lake and dug our feet into the sand as the water rolled in. It was just so… simple. I couldn’t imagine a better first date with the man I loved.

He surprised me by pulling me onto his lap, facing him. I wrapped my legs around his waist, and we proceeded to make out like teenagers. I was positively giddy. And wetter than the waves crashing towards us. Unless we were prepared to get hauled away on a public fornication charge, we needed to ease up.

I broke our kiss and rested my forehead on his, breathing heavily. “God, Stephen. I’ve never had anyone make me feel the way you do.”

He palmed my face and brought my eyes to his. “I love you,Perry.”

I blinked, my heart pumping harder. Not that I didn’t have some idea of his feelings—because come on, what guy would pass up sexbeforethe date unless there was something more going on—but it was still amazing to hear the words. More than amazing. It was something I’d been waiting for. And at least I didn’t say something like “I know.”

“Say it again.”

“I love you.”

I smiled. That felt so good. “I love you too, Stephen.”

He kissed the tip of my nose. “I know.”

“What?”

“You said it to me at Jillian’s, right before I left.”

“I did?” That was one thing I hadn’t remembered. Wow.

“To be honest, you were mumbling, so I can’t be completely sure, but that’s what I’m going with.”

“Okay,” I said, laughing. “I’ll give you that.” I’d give him almost anything. “So tell me, what happens at the end of a first date?”

“I deliver you safely to your door, give you a chaste peck on the cheek, and thank you for a wonderful evening.”

I stuck out my bottom lip. “And here I was hoping to get lucky.”

“Oh fuck, Perry.”

We barely made it to my apartment fully clothed. With hands and mouths all over each other, limbs tangled together, we barreled through the door, crashing to the ground. I thought of the waves and all the water and… ohhhh.

“You are so fucking wet.”

His fingers were underneath my panties, sliding inside me while his lips were all over my neck. He brushed over my clit and my entire body shivered. So, so close. I tugged at his shirt, and once that was off, mine soon followed. My bra was unhooked, and then his mouth was on my breasts, licking, sucking hard. Oh God.

I stroked him through his shorts until he was pushing my hand away, panting in my ear, telling me how much he needed to fuck me. Now.

I couldn’t have agreed more. A frantic fuck now, a leisurely one later. Or whatever. As long as his cock was inside me within the next thirty seconds, I wouldn’t get too picky.

“Bedroom,” I breathed out, and we tumbled there, barely breaking our stride.

I knew exactly how I wanted it. Sitting on his lap, facing him, my legs wrapped around his waist. Just like on the beach when he told me he loved me for the first time.

We lost the rest of our clothes, and he sat at the edge of my bed. I climbed on top of him, angling my body back so he could slide inside me. Slowly, slowly. Holy fuck, that felt so good.

Just when he’d almost filled me completely, I said, “Say it again.”

“I love you.”

He stared into my eyes as he made the final thrust, making me moan hard. His hands gripped my hips, tilting them, and his cock went deeper. “I love…. Ohhhh.” My head flew back and I broke eye contact.

“Look at me, Perry.”

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