Page 44 of Finding Us

“Only because they lead to sex,” I say, kissing him back.

He talks against my lips. “I could skip the sex part if that’s what you want.”

“No, I definitely don’t want to skip that part.”

He brushes my hair aside to talk in my ear. “Maybe I’ll try something new. Spice things up a little.”

It drives me crazy when he talks soft and low in my ear like this. Crazy as in I-have-to-have-him-right-now crazy.

I sit back a little. “I’m kind of worried about this new stuff. Can we just hold off on that for a while?”

He laughs. “I’m not going to show up with whips and chains if that’s what you’re thinking.”

“Good. ’Cause that’s not really my thing.”

“And whatisyour thing? What’s your fantasy, Jade?”

“I never thought about it so I don’t know.” I pause. “I guess I kind of always wanted to have sex on the beach. That’s really lame, isn’t it?”

“It’s not lame. Why didn’t you tell me this before? The beach is right here. We could do it right now. Well, maybe later when it’s dark out.”

“It’s too messy. I don’t want sand in all my . . . girl parts.”

“That’s your only fantasy? Sex on the beach?”

“Garret, forget I even said it. I’m good with the way things are. I don’t need a fantasy. I don’t need you to spice things up. I’m completely happy. Nothing needs to change.” I run my hand through his sexy, tousled hair. “So what’syourfantasy?”

He gazes at me. “I’m looking at it.”

“What?” I glance around. “You meanme?”

He smiles. “Yes, Jade. You.”

“I’m not a fantasy. I’m a person.”

“You’remyfantasy. I can’t get enough of you. Your eyes, your body, your hair, your voice. Everything about you turns me on. I thought the effect you have on me would diminish a little after all these months, but it just keeps getting stronger.” He stands up, taking me with him and carrying me into the house. “The more I’m with you, the more I want you.”

“Where are we going?”

“You’re wearing a sundress.”

“Yeah? So?”

“You in a dress is like two fantasies in one.”

He kicks the door shut, then backs me against it and hoists me up a little. He kisses me, parting my lips with his tongue as he slides my sundress up my thighs. He deepens the kiss as I loosen the drawstring on his shorts, letting them fall to the floor. He has nothing on underneath.

I secure my arms around his neck and tighten my legs around him. His one hand remains under me, supporting my weight, while his other hand pushes my panties aside to make room for him. He thrusts gently at first, making sure he’s not pushing me too roughly against the door. I stiffen my back and hold on tighter, giving him a signal to move faster and harder, which he does. He keeps going, his breathing heavy, his chest beading up with sweat until we both feel the release at nearly the same time.

I guess this is what he meant by something new. We’ve never done it against the door before. But I liked it. I liked it a lot. We’re definitely doingthatagain.

He sets me down and gives me a kiss. “So you want to go anywhere today?”

It makes me laugh. “That’s it? You don’t want to discuss what we did just now?”

“What’s there to say? We had sex. We have sex all the time.”

“Yeah, but not against the door.” I adjust my sundress, pulling the skirt back in place.

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