Naughty or Nice - Alexis Winter Page 0,47

she says around a smile, and when she says that, I lose all control and look down at them again. They are nice. Big, but not too big. I’m sure they’re firm and would feel perfect in my hands…or mouth.

“What do you want, Carson?” she asks softly in the darkness.

My mouth opens but no words come out. What do I want? I want her.

“Just take it,” she says.

“I can’t take anything from you, Felicity.”

“Then I’ll give it. Again and again and again until you have this whole thing figured out.” She leans forward and captures my mouth with hers. Her lips are soft and strong as they move against mine. They’re sweet and teasing, pushing me to want so much more. I feel like I’m getting a second chance. I blew it last time by overthinking. This time, she’s in control. I’ll stop when she tells me to stop and that’s about it.

I place my hands on her hips and pick her up against me. Her legs wrap around my waist as I move us to the corner of the pool. I press her up against the two sides as I deepen our kiss. My hands are still on her hips and they begin kneading and massaging their way around her thighs and ass. When I get two large handfuls of her ass, I squeeze tightly and she moans into my mouth.

Fuck. I’m a goner.

“What do you want from me, Felicity?” I ask against her lips.

“Everything,” she replies, pulling my mouth back to hers.

I let out an animalistic growl as I break our kiss, peppering her jaw and neck with kisses and nips from my teeth. Her fingers lace into my hair, pulling and tugging, egging me on. She seems to know what she’s doing, but does she?

“Are you still a virgin?” I ask, licking up her neck, tasting the pool water.

She nods, and that’s when I know I can’t go through with this. I can’t take that from her. My hands slow on her body and her eyes open, locking with mine.

“What’s wrong?”

“I can’t do this,” I say, shaking my head and trying to convince myself of what I’m saying.

“What? Why?”

“I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You won’t,” she says, her voice sure and steady. “You make me feel good. It feels like every nerve ending is on fire right now. Nobody else has made me feel that way, Carson. Just you.”

I rest my forehead against hers and breathe heavy. “It’ll never work out. I’m in Chicago. You’re going to South Carolina. It’s too far. We’ll never make it.”

She places her hand on my jaw and tilts my head back. “I’m not asking for forever. I’m just asking for tonight.”

I shake my head. “I can’t do that. I can’t use you.”

“Then let me use you,” she tries.

“Not when you’re the one that will be hurt in the long run.”

Her eyes fall from mine now, hiding behind her spiky black wet lashes. She bites down on her lower lip and I see the pain I’ve already caused just by denying her. Does she think it will feel any different when I roll off of her and walk away, not to see her again for God knows how long? I can’t do that to her. I won’t.

“I’m sorry. I’m doing this for you. You’ll see that one day.” I try to release her, but she tightens her hold on me. I stop and turn back to face her.

“You won’t have sex with me. I get it. But there’s something else I want.”

“Name it,” I breathe out, relieved.

“It’s just that… I haven’t had one yet and all my friends keep talking about it. I want my first one to be from you,” she says, her cheeks turning pink.

First what? I wonder. Then I see the look she’s giving me, and it all makes sense. First orgasm?

“You…you want me to…”

She nods.

“You. Want me. To…make you…come?” I practically whisper the last word.

She nods, not looking at me.

I take her chin in my hand and force her eyes to mine. “You mean, you haven’t…done it yourself yet?”

Her cheeks burn hotter, but she shakes her head. “I didn’t know what I was doing and I’ve kind of always had it in my head that you’d be the one, you know. I saved it for you, if you will.” Her eyes meet mine now and they’re bloodshot from drinking and from the pool water but they’re as clear as day. She’s sure. And this isn’t much, right? This