Page 94 of The Reboot
He sighed, moving his hand to her waist. ‘Wait for what?’ He frowned down at her.
‘I dunno. Just until we’re a bit more, um … ready.’
‘If you don’t want to do this, fine,’ he said, tracing her lip with his thumb. ‘But if you mean until we’re thinner or more buff or whatever… Let’s not wait until everything’s perfect – until we’re both perfect. Because who knows when that might be? And I really want to do this now.’
‘Me too.’
‘You sure?’
She nodded vigorously. ‘Yes. God, yes!’
He grinned. ‘Good. Now, where were we?’
Then his mouth was on her again, hot and urgent, parting her lips with his, their tongues tangling together. Everything seemed to melt inside her, and she relaxed into it, not caring how soft and flabby her stomach might feel or how thick her thighs were. She didn’t have the headspace to worry about any of it when he was distracting her with his mouth and hands, driving everything out of her mind except him.
‘I’m a bit out of practice,’ she murmured as he nuzzled her neck. ‘Just to warn you.’
‘It’ll all come back to you. It’s like falling off a bike.’
‘Ouch!’ She giggled. ‘That’s not encouraging.’
He frowned, smiling crookedly. ‘Log! I meant falling off a log! I can’t think straight when you’re being all hot like this. I’m mixing up my metaphors.’
‘Similes.’
‘Whatever. It’s like riding a bike.’ She shivered as his teeth tugged gently on her earlobe. ‘Or falling off a log.’
‘Why is that even a saying?’ she asked as his hand slid up her leg. This time she didn’t stop him. ‘I mean, who falls off a log?’
‘Me. I fell off a log once.’ The skirt of her dress was bunched up around her waist now, and he bent to press kisses to her stomach.
‘You did?’
‘Yeah, on a school trip to Clara Lara Funpark. You know that log that you walk on across the pond? I lost my balance and fell in. I got soaked. It was freezing.’ He tapped her hip. ‘Sit up,’ he murmured.
When she did, he tugged at her dress and she helped him pull it off over her head.
‘That sounds really uncomfortable.’ She lay back against the pillows.
‘Yeah, I had to spend the rest of the day shivering in my wet clothes. Itwaseasy, though. I’ll give it that.’
‘Didn’t you bring a change?’
‘I’d already got them soaked on the water slide.’ As he spoke, his fingers trailed lightly over her skin, brushing down her arm and across her breasts, her nipples stiffening in response.
‘Roly?’ She shivered as he sucked on one nipple through her bra. Christ, that was delicious!
He lifted his head, and she wished she hadn’t said anything. ‘Ella?’
‘Are we really going to do this? In the broad light of day?’
He nodded slowly, a grin spreading across his face, as he slid a hand between her legs. ‘No better time.’ He slipped a finger inside her knickers and stroked her slowly, his eyes glittering as he looked down at her, watching her face.
‘Stone-cold sober?’ She gasped as he pressed against her most sensitive spot, her voice coming out as a strangulated moan.
He pulled back and gave her a stern look. ‘Do you want to talk or kiss?’ His fingers were still teasing her sensitive flesh, making it difficult to formulate a response.
‘Kiss,’ she gasped.
