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What happens if he tires of me or finds better?
“You promise it’s safe.”
He releases my hand, marking the shape of the letter t across his chest. “Cross my heart.”
“You’ll be fine,” Pam assures me as she stuffs the wipes back into the diaper bag hanging off one of the many strollers arranged around the picnic tables.
“I’ll occupy your thoughts with something else.”
“Like what?” I press, staring into his olive-colored eyes, making them my favorite color.
“Telling you all the filthy things I plan to do to you tonight while I shove two fingers in you to get you primed and ready for me,” he whispers low in my ear. I have no doubt Pam heard every word with the smirk currently playing at her lips as she pretends to be occupied with tying one of her kid’s shoes.
A tingle spreads through all my girly parts at the thought of him and all his hunky boy parts connecting with mine.
He leads me to the line barriers for the coaster. All my fears forgotten as visions of him pumping his fingers in me as we zip across the tracks consume me. Heat flashes across the back of my neck and not from the scorching temperature.
Since the moment I met Smoke, we’ve had this insane chemistry that is indescribable. I worry that one day our flame will no longer burn as intensely, and then what? Will we fizzle out and smother like the slowly dying embers of a fire?
Will he step out on me, or will I do something stupid like kissing T-bird? Because he’s known for being a womanizer and I’m young and inexperienced.
He’s my first everything. There’s so much I’ve never done. Like riding a roller coaster.
Chapter Two
Ember clings to me, shaking more than the rickety wood of this ancient coaster. “You going to make it?” I tease as we climb higher up the track.
“Maybe sitting in the first car wasn’t such a good idea.” She peers over the ledge. “I think I’m going to puke.”
“Best way to experience the ride. Promise you’ll be begging to ride it again after this.”
Capping a palm between her legs, I give her a squeeze, reminding her of my promise. To keep her on the edge all day. Punishment for me not getting to come this morning after the repeated interruption of our unwanted roomies.
Jimmy and that loud-mouthed bitch girlfriend of his can’t get their own place soon enough. I’ve talked Prez into putting him on security at the strip club. Solves Jimmy’s cash flow problems and ties up his free time so he can keep his wandering dick in his pants while getting a peek at some primo pussy.
He’s got to pull his head out of his ass and stop messing around with Kiesha on the side. Last thing I need is him getting caught and being stuck with either him or his girlfriend living with us even longer. Considering that Sabrina is Ember’s best friend, I know who will be staying. I need them to get their own place before their shit blows up.
Ember would be mad as hell if she knew that I knew he was stepping out and I kept that to myself. Not inserting myself into that bullshit. None of my business. I’ve had my share of crap since I got with Ember and we’re finally in a good place.
Solid.
Moving forward.
Soon I plan to ask her to marry me.
Never thought I’d want to make that commitment ever again. At least not this early in a relationship, but she’s the one. I’m addicted and obsessed. I can’t get enough.
Proving my point, I inch my fingers inside her shorts, inserting two inside her like the scene in the movie she watched the other night called Fear. I could tell my babydoll was turned on by the scene of Mark Wahlberg finger fucking that blonde headed chick on the roller coaster.
“Focus on me and what I’m doing to you. Forget the height.”
Ember’s breath hitches in her throat as she lets out soft gasps and whimpers at the welcomed intrusion of my fingers working her sweat heat double time. She closes her eyes and lays her head on my shoulder, getting lost in the moment. Lost in my touch.
“Tonight, I’m going to eat your tasty little cunt until you forget your own name.”
“Hmm,” she mumbles as I continue to hit the right spot.
She’s soaked. I claim her lips as we reach the top before the thirty-five-foot drop. The cars come to a rest, giving us a moment to enjoy the view of the park, but I only have eyes for her. Them pouty lips and deep baby blues.
