Page 45 of Dream (Fighting Fate)

Letting the warm water wash over me, I sighed and closed my eyes.

I heard Liv laugh just before she moved a little closer, seeking more of the warm water I was coveting. My hands were still on her waist, our bodies only inches away from each other. I turned us slightly, so my back was to the stream of water, and grinned evilly, tilting my head back and letting it stream over my head and face, and down my chest.

I felt Liv lean forward a fraction, her body lightly pressing where it shouldn’t, but I couldn’t bring myself to stop her. Her lips softly brushed against my jaw, and my fingers tightened a fraction on her waist.

I forced myself not to react, to keep control. I chanted her innocence in my head over and over, but it wasn’t working. Reason was almost gone. The only thing I could think of trying next was to think of it from Olivia’s point of view. She was a virgin, and in a few weeks’ time, we would be saying goodbye. She wouldn’t want me to take that away from her and then leave. She’d stop it. Wouldn’t she?

The second I felt her lips on my jaw, I had my doubts. But maybe I was just reading into it too much. It was just kissing, after all . . .

Okay, I could handle this. I could be good.

But when I felt her tongue take a tiny lap at the water drops that were running down my face, I broke, and am ashamed to say I took her mouth like a starved man. I tried to tell myself to slow it down, to just take it easy, but as Liv’s lips slid over mine, her hands moving up my arms to lock onto my biceps, I knew I had no chance.

Running my tongue over her bottom lip, I took a long, teasing taste of her, eliciting a low moan from her. The sound echoed through the room, fueling my fire even more. My hands slid around to her lower back, pulling her against my straining erection.

Our breathing grew heavy with need. Her hands slid up into my hair, pulling my mouth harder against hers. The desire I felt from her was like a living, breathing thing. It was palpable, and I knew right then I wasn’t going to be able to stop.

I groaned against her lips, kissing her harder. Grabbing her ass, I lifted her up against me, and she instinctively wrapped her legs around my waist. Moving us around, I pushed her against the tiled wall.

Steam rose all around us. Our bodies were pressed together in every possible way. I pushed my cock harder against her, feeling the heat between her legs. Fuck! She felt so good. Too good.

Liv gasped, breaking the kiss and leaning her head back against the wall. Not willing to stop kissing her, I claimed her neck, running my lips and tongue over her wet skin. That was when she started to move against me, rubbing herself against my erection through our clothes. Fuck me.

I pushed my hands harder against her amazing ass, helping her in her gentle rhythm. With her hands clenching my hair, she pulled me to her, claiming my mouth again, lavishing me with desperate kisses. Our tongues tangled together, exploring as we moved and breathed, panting and gasping.

Her body grew tighter and tighter, her fingers digging deeper into my neck and hair. I wanted to peel her bikini bottoms to the side and slam my cock into her so bad I ached like a motherfucker.

She gasped for air, clutching me tighter still. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I was yelling at me to stop, but I was too far gone for that. She was so incredible like this. So abandoned and primitive. It was sexy as fuck.

And then she stiffened against me, her whole body shuddering as her arms and legs held me in a death grip. Her head fell back, her mouth a perfect O as she cried out her release.

Holy fuck.

I froze, pressing my lips to the little curve where her neck met her shoulder, and squeezed my eyes shut tight. My head spun. Nothing like this had ever happened to me before.

As I held her tight, feeling her continue to tremble in my arms, I forcefully shut down all thoughts inside my head. I did not need to hear what my conscience was saying right now. That could wait until later, as I was staring at the ceiling when I should be sleeping. Right now, I just needed to feel her like this. Nothing else mattered.

Chapter 27

Olivia

My whole body felt like it was singing.

Josh still held me in his arms, his lips pressed against my neck as he breathed, but his hold was gradually loosening, as though he was slowly bringing me down from wherever he’d taken me. I honestly thought I was in shock. I knew what I’d experienced was an orgasm. Solo sex had been the only kind of love life I’d ever had. I’d never experienced anything that intense before in my life.

Tentatively, I loosened my hold on him and unlocked my legs, easing them to the floor. Oddly, they felt stiff, but wobbly at the same time.

Josh didn’t take his mouth from my neck as I moved, and he didn’t step away from me, either. He just wrapped his arms around me and held me close against his body. My arms were still wrapped around his neck, so I snuggled closer and pressed my lips against his neck too.

We stayed like that, both our hearts racing, until both of our breaths returned somewhere closer to normal. After a while, Josh slowly put a little space between our bodies, and a little shiver ran through me.

Hesitantly, I looked up at him. “What just happened?” The surprise in his eyes made me pause. “I mean, I know what happened, but . . .” I groaned, my cheeks heating with probably the brightest blush I’d ever had. I buried my face in

my hands.

I hated that I was so inexperienced. I knew that was the only reason he was so reserved with me. He’d told me as much. I would’ve loved to have him let go with me and not hold back. I wondered what that would be like.

I felt his fingers circle my wrists before he gently pried my hands away from my face, then he placed his hands on each of my cheeks. The look he gave me was intense. It was as though he had a million things he wanted to say.

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