I didn’t ask again. I had a pretty good idea where he was leading me.
It was dark outside, which made the walk through the backyard difficult, especially with bare feet. I was cautious, worried that I would step in a hole or on a stick and completely kill the mood between us.
“What’s wrong?” he whispered loudly.
“Nothing. I’m trying not to step on anything,” I whispered back, not looking up at him. “I never put shoes on.”
With that he turned and scooped me up, tossing me over his shoulder.
“Put me down! What are you doing?” I giggled.
“You’re going too slow and the faster we get down there, the faster I can have you.” He growled as he slapped my butt.
We got to the beach and I waited for Brody to set me down, but he continued marching right over the sand and onto the creaky wooden pier.
“We’re going on the pier?”
He set me down gently and cocked his eyebrow at me. “Correction. Our pier.”
I tilted my head to the side and frowned at him, confused. “Our pier?”
“Yeah, it’s where we had our first dinner. Remember? As friends?” He rolled his eyes and grinned. “It was on this pier that I learned there was something incredibly special about you. It was also on this pier that I realized I am meant to have more in my life than just hockey.”
“Am I the more?” I looked up at this sexy man, in complete awe of just how lucky I was to have him.
“You’re absolutely the more.” He rubbed the pad of his thumb softly along my bottom lip. “You’re more than more.”
I caught his hand in mine and gently kissed his palm as he stared right through me.
“And right now, I’d like to have more on our pier.”
I plucked the blanket from under his arm and barely had time to open it before Brody had me on my back, his full weight on top of me, kissing me with an unapologetic neediness. We took our time, slowly kissing and savoring each other for as long as we could stand it.
He pulled back and licked his lips while he slowly studied my face. “God, I didn’t realize how much I truly missed you until I was with you again.”
“I missed you too,” I replied breathlessly as I shoved my hands up the back of his shirt, feeling his muscles roll and flex beneath my fingertips. “Don’t stop kissing me.” He clasped his lips over mine again and the spark that burned constantly between us exploded into fire. Pulling me up into a sitting position, he grabbed the waist of my tank top and lifted it over my head.
His eyes went wide as he stared down at my breasts. “Holy shit. You don’t have a bra on.”
Overcome with sudden shyness, I bit my lip and shrugged, trying to cover myself with my hands. “I was in bed. I don’t normally wear a—”
All coherent thought drained from my brain like a burst dam as Brody pushed my hands away and clamped his warm lips around my nipple. My head fell back and a moan slipped from my mouth.
His tongue moved painfully slow, making circles around my nipple until I was pushing my breast farther into his mouth, desperate for more.
“Someone’s needy tonight, huh?”
“Mmhmm.” I sighed.
He gently pulled the elastic band of my pajama pants out, just far enough to tuck his hand inside. “Let’s see just how needy you are, huh?” I don’t know if it was the crisp night air or the fact that we hadn’t seen each other in a couple days, but I felt like I was going to burst and he hadn’t even touched me yet. Desperate for the release only he could give me, I spread my legs to give him easier access.
He dipped his fingers inside my panties and made slow circles around my most sensitive spot. The faster he swirled his fingers, the faster I panted, hovering deliciously close to my orgasm.
“Wait.” I pinched my legs together, pinning his hand in between them.
“What’s wrong?” He scrunched his eyebrows in confusion.
“I’m close. Really, really close, but… I want you inside me.”
It was almost completely dark out, but I could see his lips roll into a devilish grin when what I said registered in his brain. I lay back on the blanket and in a matter of seconds, his pants were off and he had a condom on, hovering at my opening. He tucked his arm under my head like a pillow and slowly pushed his cock inside me. It normally took me a second to adjust to the feeling, but tonight I was so wet and so ready that I started grinding back against him immediately. He sensed how close I was already and pushed in and out of me with a fast, hard rhythm. With each thrust of his hips, my backside rocked against the wood boards of the pier, creating a squeaking serenade over the quiet lake. His deep, low moans tickled my ear as he grew close too.