Free May (Calendar Girl #5) by Audrey Carlan Page A

Honolulu and Diamond Head Beach where we were staying, he turned left and took the Jeep up a long hilly road until nothing but dense trees were the only view out the window.
    “Where are we going?”
    Tai squeezed my shoulder. “You’ll see. Trust me.” I pouted, scowled, and groaned obstinately. “Hey, hey, turn that frown upside down, girlie.”
    “I would if we were home and you were fucking me right now,” I retorted.
    His eyes blazed with heat in response to my graphic reply. “Trust me; it will be worth it.”
    “Worth missing out on a Tai Niko orgasm? Doubtful.” I grumbled playfully but not really. I wanted to get laid. It had been days, and I was ready for a dose or two or three of Tai lovin’. The song, All Night Long , by Lionel Richie ran through my mind.
    Finally, the car stopped at the top of a clearing. It was pitch black around us. Only the light of the moon and the entire city of Honolulu below made it possible to see. The view, as I was coming to expect from any location in Oahu, was incredible and worth the side trip. Tai led me to the front of the Jeep, laid out a beach towel, and sat me on top of it. Then he went back to the car, rolled down the windows, and turned up the music. Hawaiian music oozed from the car as if on tropical winds. The night was warm and slightly humid. My skin felt a tad moist to the touch but not uncomfortable. Tai turned off the car and came back with a bottle of champagne. Where he had been hiding that, I had no clue.
    “Where did you get that?” I asked.
    “Real men have secrets their women don’t get to know about.”
    I laughed and accepted the tiny Dixie cup filled with sweet, bubbling champagne. “Am I your woman?” I asked the loaded question. Like his mother said, Tai could not fall for me, nor I him. We had to be clear about the parameters of this thing we had. Fun and friendship.
    “For the next seventeen days you are. Then you’re some other schlub’s problem,” he joked and I opened my mouth and laughed out loud.
    “Wicked burn!”
    “Thank you very much. I learned from the best,” he said and winked.
    We sat for a long time and drank champagne until I got tipsy. Champagne was always good for loosening my inhibitions. I watched Tai out of the corner of my eye. He was sitting on the towel, leaning back on his forearms enjoying the view. I know he didn’t drink as much as I did because he had to drive. I turned on my side and traced his jawline with one finger until he turned his head. The man could make grown women weep at his perfection. He was just that good-looking.
    I licked my lips while tracing his. The tip of his tongue came out and flicked my finger. I inhaled noisily and gasped when he bit down on the digit. You wouldn’t think a finger would be sensitive. Right then, it felt as though it had a direct connection to my clit. As Tai swirled the finger with his tongue, sucking it into the heat of his mouth, I could feel my panties getting wetter by the second. I pressed my legs together and squeezed, moaning with the pleasure of putting pressure on the achy space between my thighs.
    “Your flower is ripe,” Tai said trailing a hand down between my breasts. He lifted up my skirt, and zeroed in instantly on my clit, swirling his finger around it before plunging fully into my cleft. I laid on my back, Tai’s hand moving smoothly in and out. He added another finger. “I can smell that nectar, girlie. Can I taste it? Right here, out in the open?”
    I nodded frantically and clasped his strong shoulders. “Please,” I whimpered when a third finger slid in to meet the first two. 
    “How about I strip you of all your clothes and take your body hard right now. Ever been taken on the hood of a car, Mia?” I shook my head.
    “Only a motorcycle.” I admitted shakily, then tipped my head back when he moved his hand faster, finger fucking me like it was his job.
    “Really?” His surprised tone had me groaning. “You’ll have to share that