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“She’s okay with the one time,” Cooper repeats to his brother. Then he looks at me, his eyes lingering on my lips for a beat too long. I let out a little breath and he shakes his head. “In that case, I’m going to head inside.”
He lifts himself from the pool and I can’t help but admire the way his muscles flex with the movement. The slick water drips down his tanned skin as he goes for his towel. He’s a beautiful man and it’s no surprise he has so many women willing to drop their panties for him without a relationship.
This is getting . . . confusing.
“Stop it,” Ethan growls, shaking me from my ogling.
I turn on him and narrow my eyes in challenge. “Stop what?”
With only the two of us in here now, the air feels electrified, as if a storm were coming. But there’s no storm, only blue skies. Blue skies and blue eyes.
“Stop flirting with Cooper. He won’t be able to say no to you.”
“Excuse you? I’m not flirting with him on purpose. He’s just a big flirt with everyone. You know he acts like this with every girl.”
“Are you telling me you wouldn’t fuck him if he offered?”
My cheeks flush, images of Cooper’s body flashing through my mind. “No. That’s not why I’m here.”
But am I telling the truth?
Doesn’t matter. I’m not here for Cooper and I’m not here for Ethan either. But then the image of Ethan’s body rocking into mine pops into my brain and I nearly gasp. I could probably say no to Cooper, but I couldn’t say no to Ethan. If he tried to sleep with me, it would be like running into that ocean all over again. Wild and dangerous and tempting. I would do it but I might not survive it.
“Don’t fuck any of our friends either, especially not Perry,” Ethan continues.
I laugh at that one. “Are you kidding me? I had one conversation with Perry and you think I’m going to spread my legs?”
“Some girls do.”
“Women are welcome to do what they want, but guess what? I’m not interested in fucking anyone. And I don’t plan on fucking Perry, let alone going on that date.”
That date that he never followed up on anyway. It’s fine though, I don’t need to get mixed up in all that.
Ethan swims closer, pressing me against the side of the pool. His body is caging me in and I love the way his skin feels against mine.
“Do you like sex?” he questions. I lose my grip on the pool’s edge. I start to sink and grab onto the first thing I can get a hold of. His arms.
His eyes flash and biceps flex under my fingers. He moves in even closer. We’re pressed together now, neither of us speaking. Nobody moves. And that’s when I feel it––his erection is hard against my stomach. Something primal comes over me. He’s almost pressed right where I want him to be, only two strips of fabric separating us.
I want to cry out with need. I want to spread my legs even more. I want to move against him, to let him in. My breath comes in heavy. Our mouths are inches apart. It wouldn’t take much. One little movement and I could taste him. From the intoxicating feel of his hardness on my sex, I think he’d let me. He runs his nose along my cheek, his breath hot on my skin, and I nearly combust.
“Answer the question, Arden,” he demands in a gravelly voice.
Cooper already knows I’m a virgin, so I just assumed that the brothers talk enough that Ethan would know it now too. Apparently not.
“Who doesn’t like sex?” I breathe. I’m very aware that I’m trying to evade his question.
“Plenty of people don’t like sex but that’s not what I asked you. I want to know if you like sex . . . because if you don’t, it’s probably because you haven’t done it with the right person.”
His hand is on me then. One holding us up on the tile and the other trails down my side and scoops me up by the ass. It’s only natural that I wrap my legs around his middle, that I press myself against his erection, that we both groan. Oh lord, is this really happening? I don’t feel like myself, I feel like someone else entirely.
“I wouldn’t know,” I swallow hard and answer his question honestly. “I’ve never had sex.”
He freezes, eyes studying me as they turn from liquid heat to pure ice. And then he carefully unhooks my legs and releases me.
“I apologize. Sometimes I forget how young you are.”
“I’m not that?—”
