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Soft lips. Kisses with hunger behind them.
Kisses to get lost in.
The thought is beyond terrifying.
I’m not here to fall for him; I agreed to come as a favour, to pay my debts, and try to get an edge over Sandflower in the fight for Tingel Island.
I haven’t thought of the deal or Mr. Patel since we landed.
All I can think about now is how amazing Max’s lips feel against mine. How good of a kisser he is. And that he’s… stopping.
“Cady,” he murmurs.
“Hmm.” Already missing his touch, I brush my lips back against his.
“We can’t do this here.”
It’s as if the wave knocked me flat again. “Oh.” I pull back, would have stepped away except Max still has a tight grip on me. “I guess it’s public and they’re your friends—”
“Public.” He laughs roughly. “Forgetting the balcony already? But if I don’t stop kissing you, the next stop will be me throwing you on the nearest table and burying myself between those legs. Tongue first, and then my cock.”
I stare at him, the softness between my legs instantly throbbing with need. Having him between my legs right now, on a table, or back on the beach would be preferable to waiting to get back to the condo and—
“I think that might be too public for both of us, but if you’re willing to try—” He leans down, mouth searching. I have no doubt, Max intends to act on his promise, to take me right then and there—
A sudden shriek of laughter pulls me back into reality and I slap a hand on his chest.
“No try,” I tell him, suddenly breathless. “Not here.”
“Back at the condo?”
I bite back my groan of disappointment. “If I can wait that long,” I whisper.
I wait that long, but it’s very difficult. Especially since on the way to make our excuses to make our escape, Callie grabs me, pulling me back onto the dance floor with Emmy and Nia. And Max gets caught up in a conversation with Malcolm and Dexter.
And then there is a champagne toast and a few speeches, including Max, who grins adorably, hair still mussed from my fingers as he tells a story of Marcus when they first met at school.
I can’t repeat anything he said since all I can think about is getting him alone.
And then it’s over; Callie and Marcus take their leave among cheers and good wishes. The crowd is still going strong, but Max takes my hand and we slip onto the sand, leaving Nick and Dexter with Malcolm and Callie’s friends.
Max holds my hand as we hurry along the beach, both holding our shoes. He trips, I drop a shoe as laughter mixes with need making us clumsy.
He kisses me as soon as we step into the elevator, and the door opens and shuts twice before we manage to hit the button.
“This is what I wanted to do when I first met you,” he husks into the side of my neck as he pulls me tight against him. Then his mouth is on mine…
Kissing him is a revelation.
It’s intoxicating.
It snatches my breath, and leaves me gasping and panting and wanting more. More of this and more of him… more of Maximus.
“It wasn’t just pancakes,” he adds with a throaty laugh, hands splayed along my bare back.
“I do like pancakes,” I manage as the door to the floor opens.
“I like you,” he tells me, his arms tight around me, practically carrying me to the door of the condo. “I like you so much.”
