Page 74 of Cry Havoc


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The glare she levels at me is tempered with lust. “Just shut up and screw me already.”

“There are the magic words.” I easily lift her hips with my hands as her body floats weightlessly above me in the water. When I shove her back down, it’s a little harder than I intended. She rewards me with a throaty groan. “Too much?”

She exhales in a breathy sigh. “Never enough.”

“That’s my girl.” I hold her hips still and thrust up into her. Once. Twice. Then again, until her pretty mouth is forming words with no air left in her lungs to speak them out loud.

Her forehead drops to mine as her fingers roam over my body. Everywhere we touch is wet and heat. “Keep doing that and I’ll be anything you want.”

I’ve never known anyone who matches me so perfectly. Every change in mood, every shifting desire, it’s all met with the perfect response. It’s not possible to want anyone more than I want her.

If this isn’t what true love feels like, then the concept doesn’t actually exist.

We fit together like puzzle pieces with razor-sharp edges.

“The entire time we were sitting in this hot tub surrounded by all those people, I was thinking about doing this. It took everything I had not to fuck you in front of everyone.” Her body clenches around me as I whisper in her ear. The only thing filthier than my mouth is her mind. “I bet you’d like that, wouldn’t you? Maybe one of them would film it and we can put you on display for the whole world to see.”

Her sharp cry echoes off the glass enclosure. “Jesus.”

I’d never let that happen, and she knows it. But that’s just one more thing that she and I have in common. We want the things that we’re not supposed to want. We crave the things that would destroy us if we ever let them actually happen.

Gigi doesn’t respond, at least not with the words. But the little gasp she gives when I grind her hips down on mine is answer enough.

“I bet there’s a night guard watching this security feed right now and jerking off in his office. He’s wishing it was him with his cock inside of you instead of me.”

No other man will ever touch her again, but sometimes it’s fun to pretend. Even in the water, I feel how wet she is. I glide in and out of her with a pleasant friction. With how her nails dig into my shoulders, it’s obvious that the fantasy isn’t completely removed from reality.

“Of course, if that ever happened, I’d have to tear him apart with my bare hands and fuck you on top of his dead body.”

“Drake…”

I kiss her hard, swallowing whatever words might have come next. Without warning, I spin her around and press her hard against the side of the hot tub. A beat later, I’m back inside of her and thrusting hard enough to leave bruises.

My hand comes around to tease just above where I move inside her. “Tell me you’re mine.”

“I’m yours,” she breathes, rocking back against me as much as my grip on her will allow. “Always.”

“Tell me no one else will ever touch you.”

“Never…”

She’s so close. The need to come trembles down her body. As much as I want to keep her on that fine edge forever, it’s time to shove her over the edge.

I pinch her clit hard enough to wring a gasp from her throat.

“Come now,” I command.

I’m right behind her, coming harder than I have in a long time. Gigi collapses onto the edge of the hot tub, her body so boneless that she’d probably slip under the water and drown if I wasn’t holding onto her.

Grabbing a nearby towel, I easily lift her out of the hot tub and gather her in my arms. She cuddles into my chest with a sigh as I sit down on a deck chair and dry her off.

Her eyes barely flutter open as I rub the rough towel over her legs. “That was…intense. Wake me up in an hour. Maybe I’ll be able to walk by then.”

“Unless voyeurism really is your thing, we don’t have that kind of time.” I touch my phone so it lights up and I can see the time. “The cleaning crew will be here in less than twenty minutes.”

She fakes a moue of disappointment. “Drake Van Koch doesn’t have it in his power to stop time? The illusion is shattered.”

I pinch a sensitive bit of skin on her belly, grinning when she squeals. “That won’t be the only thing shattered if you keep it up.”

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