CHAPTER 36
MIA“Faster, baby,” Michael said, placing his hands on my hips and moving them back and forth for me.
I curled my fingers into his taut chest and moved my hips with his, loving the feeling of him inside of me.
We had stayed almost the entire day at St. Barbars, celebrating with my friends and family and visiting Mr. Bryne, who was as happy for Michael as Mom had been for me. We had taken him out to the garden and to meet Mom for the first time, picked oranges from the orange tree out back, and told him about why Michael had a black eye, to which he responded with a curt, “Good.”
And now … we were back at home with the sun setting over the trees. I threw my head back, feeling Michael’s thumb slip between my legs, rubbing small circles over my c**t.
Today was one of the best d
