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But I felt a hard line against my heels. I’d reached the edge of the board.
Mitchell took another step forward. “Nowhere to go, Firecracker.” His voice was nothing but a gravelly rasp now.
I peered over my shoulder. “Sure there is.” Then I turned, bending over so he could get a glimpse of my little bunny tail.
“Fuck,” he said. But then he realized what I was doing. I lifted my arms up high, forming a point.
He froze. “Don’t do it.”
“Don’t do what?” I asked innocently. But I was no innocent bunny. Or at least, I knew how to outsmart a wolf. I shoved down hard with my feet, bouncing the board so I knew he stumbled behind me.
“Winona,” he warned as I bounced again. But I heard it. The smile in his voice. The fierce attention of his gaze.
“You’re just going to have to catch me, Mitchell.” Then I leapt from the board, swanning smoothly into the water.
Chapter 6
Mitchell
I didn’t fall in. I lowered down to a crouch, gripping the edge of the board as the first drops of rain hit my back. Winona swam to the midway point of the pool, where the bottom rose up and she could touch. Then she turned and looked at me through a rapidly growing haze of water droplets on the surface.
Fuck, this woman. I actually laughed then. It was the second time tonight. The sound felt foreign in my ears. But good.
So fucking good.
For a moment I allowed myself to indulge in the anticipation. I crouched, watching her bob in the water, her gorgeous body fully concealed.
“You just going to stay up there?” she called over the rain, which had grown heavy fast. “Or are you going to come down here and fuck my brains out?”
Jesus.
I stood, backing up to the beginning of the board, as if I was going to come down and walk around on foot. I saw her trying to calculate my movements.
But Winona didn’t know I’d grown up with a cabin by the ocean. That my brothers and I used to have diving contests off the end of the dock. That I’d swum competitively in high school and could hold my breath for over two minutes without a struggle.
She didn’t know what I could do.
Before she could register what was happening, I took the board in three quick strides, leaping off the end in a high arc. I cut into the water with barely a splash, closing the distance between us in a matter of seconds.
She knew now that she was in trouble. Her legs thrashed as she swam, her laughing shrieks muffled through the water. She was almost at the edge of the pool when I caught her, wrapping a hand around her ankle. She jerked and screamed, her hand pressing into my hair, but it was no use.
She wasn’t a bad swimmer herself—she’d made it all the way to the edge of the pool.
But I had her now.
And I was going to take her.
Without surfacing, I slid my hands up her legs, gripping her bare ass. Then, in one smooth movement, I lifted her knees over my shoulders and pressed her up against the edge of the pool. Now that she was pinned in place, I pushed her legs wide, positioning my mouth at her center.
But I didn’t give her my tongue. Not yet. Instead, I let out a single bubble of air.
She stiffened, her hands sliding deep into my hair.
I let out another bubble, then another. Each round globe bounced off her clit, and each time one hit, I felt her body jump, her fingers tighten. I rationed the air for a few seconds, but soon I pushed the air out with more force. Now her clit was getting gently pummeled by them, and finally I could hear her: a moan of pleasure, barely audible down here.
I blew until all my air was gone and I slipped her legs off my shoulder, surfacing inches from her face.
“Mitchell,” she breathed.
