Page 80 of Fish out of Water
Hoping it might give me some of the life that filled her.
Because somewhere along the way I lost all mine. Locked it away, thinking it was the only way I could ever have what I wanted.
I dropped her hands, lacing my fingers into her hair as I pulled her closer, soaking in her taste. Her smell.
Julia was all there was. A glimmer of light in the darkness I let in.
A promise of something I thought could never be.
Her arms came around my neck, dragging me along as she fell to the bed.
I didn’t have a choice but to go with her. Follow her down.
I might be willing to follow her anywhere.
She held me tight, fingers digging into my skin as I tried to touch all of her at once. Taste all of her at once.
I wanted everything she had to give.
And I planned to have it.
I fought my pants the rest of the way off, kicking them over the edge of the bed.
“Oh.”
Julia’s eyes were locked between us.
“Oh?” I glanced down. “What does ‘oh’ mean?”
“It looks bigger in the light.”
It was a stupid thing to be proud of. It’s not like I had anything to do with it.
But I still smirked. “I told you I was top tier.”
“Does that mean I can take a picture of it for my collection?”
I dropped down over her, leaning in until my nose touched hers. “No fucking way.”
Soon she wouldn’t have any pictures in her collection if I had my way.
Wouldn’t have any use for them.
I snagged a condom from my nightstand and started to tear it open.
“Wait.” She pointed at the rubber. “That’s not one from the box Mrs. Sherling gave me, is it?”
I glanced at it. “No.”
“Are you sure?”
“I’m positive.” I finished tearing across the top. “But thanks for the visual I’ve got going on right now.”
She cringed. “I’m sorry.”
I wasn’t kidding. She just bought me at least two more minutes than I started with. “Don’t be.” I tossed the wrapper to one side before rolling the condom into place. “I might ask for a reminder here in a minute.”
“A minute?” Julia scoffed. “Maybe I should tell you that Mrs. Hill got her first Brazilian wax last week.”
