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“Chinese dragons were adopted by a lot of Asian cultures. They are a Buddhist representation of the seasons and compass directions. I’m not sure why, I’ve just always been fascinated with them.”
I consider what I know about Buddhism and Chinese dragons. “Five of them, if I remember correctly.”
He nods. “I have the black and white ones on my legs.”
I step back from him and gesture for him to continue taking off his clothes. He rolls his eyes playfully but complies, stripping off his jeans. Now, he’s only wearing a tight pair of black boxer briefs, and I feel saliva pool in my mouth. Holy shit, the man is cut. I twirl my finger, asking him to spin, and he holds his hands out and does so with a grin on his face.
I allow my eyes to devour his body, taking in the two other dragons he has. There is one on each thigh, looking at one another across his groin. I desperately want to trace them with my tongue, but that would not be appropriate right now. Maybe one day—a girl can only hope. He finishes his twirl and faces me again.
“Well?” he asks, and I grin.
“I like your dragons,” I tell him, and he grins before putting his hands on his hips.
“Okay, your turn.”
I go to comply but freeze. I have no underwear on. How did I forget about that? I grimace.
“What’s wrong?” he asks, losing all playfulness as he steps toward me with concern in his eyes. “Are you okay?”
I shrug. “Yeah, but I just remembered I have no panties on.” It takes a moment for my words to sink in, and when they do, his eyes heat with more than amusement.
“Well, it’s not like I haven’t seen it before,” he offers, and I stare at him for a moment before giggling.
“Yeah, I guess you’re right. Am I allowed to get it wet?” I didn’t think about my piercing, and I can’t remember what the aftercare instructions say.
“Yeah, the hot spring will be fine, but I’d avoid spas and pools for a few days. Too many chemicals and an abundance of people.”
He turns and walks to the hot springs, stepping down the gently sloping bank and into the water. I think he’s giving me some privacy to get naked, which I appreciate, but it’s really not necessary. I’m not even sure why I hesitated before. I’m not shy, and I regularly get naked and fuck strangers for work. Shit, I still have the sticky residue of Max’s cum on my ass cheeks, but this is something different. It’s not work, it’s my private life, and I’m not sure how to navigate this, so I appreciate the gesture.
I strip down, tossing my clothes onto the picnic blanket, and grab the towels before hurrying after him. I throw the towels on the bank and sprint into the water, creating a large splash that drenches Dayton’s back before I dive down. The water is warm and feels amazing, and I groan as I surface. This was just what I needed.
I lose track of time as we splash around, kicking up water and play fighting. My body still aches in places, but the water is helping soothe some of that.
I grab him by the shoulders and push him under. When he comes up, his playful smile is gone, and in its place is something exciting—something that promises he’s about to get his own back tenfold. He dives for me, and I turn and try to swim away, but he grabs my ankle and tugs me under.
Spluttering, I fight my way back to the surface, pushing my hair out of my face. When I open my eyes, I find Dayton just in front of me, his expression etched with desire. Sure, I’m no stranger to seeing that look in men’s eyes. I keep my body fit and tight, the perfect trap for a male, but seeing desire in the eyes of someone I’m not being paid to kill or capture is a new thing for me. Yes, I’ve seen it before when I’ve gallivanted around, playing up my Princess Kensington cover, but I have never seen it in the eyes of someone I reciprocate desire for. I’ve never had the time or the urge to have a relationship outside of work. It’s frowned upon, and how would I explain why I disappear for long periods of time?
Seeing it in the eyes of this man is intoxicating, and I feel a shiver flow down my spine as he reaches for me.
I’ve kept my body below the water, almost shy to show him anything else, and he doesn’t force the issue. His eyes don’t even drop away from mine as he pulls my body to his so that he’s holding me pressed against him, my legs wrapped around his waist. Without saying anything, he leans in and presses a kiss to my mouth. It’s short and sweet, and when he pulls back, he studies me closely, checking to make sure I’m okay. He must realize that I am more than perfect with this arrangement, because I thread my fingers through the back of his hair and pull him down to meet my mouth. This time the kiss is the exact opposite of the last one. It’s long and languid, with drugging strokes of his tongue, and he owns my mouth. I meet him stroke for stroke as I squirm, rubbing my clit ring against his hard abs and creating a delicious friction between the two of us. I drop my hand to reach for his cock, but he grabs it, stopping me, and pulls away. When I blink at him in surprise, he rests his forehead against mine.
“I want to take this slow. I have a feeling you’ve never had slow before, and I want to enjoy making out with you in the hot springs. Nothing more today. I want to build up the anticipation and court you in a way that you’ve never had.” His voice is husky and low, and it does things to my insides, which makes my stomach roll and purr. As much as I like his sentiment, I’m not sure we are in the same place. Does he want me to be his girlfriend and for us to be an exclusive item? Because in my line of work, that’s never going to happen, not to mention what I have to do for this job.
“I’ve fucked Max and blown Anders in the span of less than twenty-four hours, not to mention Ry brushed a kiss across my lips that confused me, and I am ridiculously attracted to Nerdy Sexy.”
“Who?” he asks, looking confused, and it’s freaking adorable.
“Oh, Lathan.” The confusion clears, and he chuckles. “So I’m not sure exactly what’s happening here, but if you want something exclusive, I can’t offer that to you, nor do I think I want to.”
He is quick to respond this time. “Oh no, that’s not what I’m asking for. I can’t ever give you that either. My first priority is my team, and where they go, I go. I also have a feeling that all of them feel something toward you too. No, I was just asking if you would give me a chance when and if you can also. No pressure, no commitments, just fun.”
A wave of relief washes over me, and I smile brightly at him. “I can totally be down with that. This has been really nice. It’s kind of a first real date for me, even if I am naked.”
He looks stunned at that, but before he can answer, his phone starts ringing, and he groans. “That’s Anders’s ringtone. Fuck, what crappy timing.”
I unwrap my legs from his waist, my body brushing against his thick length as I lower my feet to the bottom of the pool. He reluctantly pulls away and hurries out of the water to get it before it stops ringing. I wrap my arms around my body. The water is warm, but the loss of his hardness against my body leaves me feeling bereft for some reason.
“Yeah?” I listen to Dayton’s side of the conversation. “What now?” he asks, looking back at me before sighing. “Yeah, okay, we’ll be there in thirty minutes.” He pauses while Anders talks. “What? No, I’m not at work.” He pauses again before huffing. “No. I’ll tell you later.” He hangs up and grimaces.
