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With a chip halfway to my mouth, I froze, as did everyone else, as we all looked in Whiplash’s direction. She was stretched out on her stomach, on the lounger at the far end, and had untied the back of her bikini top to avoid getting “lines.”
Houdini had taken up the lounger to her left, and when she turned her head toward him, I winced, waiting for the inevitable crash and burn that usually came between these two.
“I would, if you would get your head out of your ass and ask me.”
“I’ll be fucking damned,” Gucci muttered, as Solo, who was sitting beside me, let out a bark of laughter and shook his head.
“You finally wore the woman down, asshole. Better ask before she comes to her senses!”
Completely ignoring Gucci and Solo, Houdini sat up on his lounger and swung his legs over the side to face Whiplash. “You mean it?”
“I’m still waiting.”
“Uh, umm…”
I looked to Solo and wondered how it would feel to ask him to go to the ball, as simply as Whiplash had just done. Like he could read my mind, Solo gave me a half-smile and shrugged, because really, what the hell else could we do without telling everyone we were sleeping together?
“That’s still not a question,” Whiplash said, and turned her head.
Houdini slipped off the lounger and went to his knees. “Please, would you go to the ball with me?” When Whiplash said nothing, he added, “Come on, lady. I’m beggin’ here.”
I couldn’t help but laugh, because Houdini was literally down on his knees begging—something I’d never seen him do.
“Okay.”
Houdini shook his head and blinked a couple of times. “Sorry, what was that?”
Whiplash laughed and shoved him in the arm. “I said okay.”
A smile brighter than the sun took over my friend’s face. “Okay. Holy shit.” Houdini shot to his feet and looked at us all as though checking to make sure we’d heard. “She said okay.”
“Yeah, yeah, we heard, asshole,” Gucci grumbled. “Now sit down and shut the fuck up.”
As Houdini planted his ass back in the lounger with a foolish grin on his face, I cast another look toward Solo. He was stretched back on the chaise beside me, his hands behind his head, the sun making his skin all but glow, and I couldn’t help but think that if I were able to ask him to go with me, and he said yes, I’d look just as foolish as Houdini did.
24 Solo
“IS THAT EVERYONE?” I asked as Panther strolled back outside through the open sliding glass door. I lounged against the side of the pool, arms stretched over the edge, and finally got to do what I’d wanted to do all day—watch Panther strip.
He lifted his tank up over his head and tossed it on one of the loungers, his body magnificently lit up by the spotlights in the pool. “Yes. Thank fucking God.”
I laughed at his obvious impatience, only because it rivaled my own. “Get in here already.”
If I were Panther, I would’ve kicked everyone out hours ago. But the later it got, the more everyone drank, and then it’d been impossible to shut the party down. Hell, it was surprising no one had passed out in the house somewhere.
Panther dove into the pool—his form perfect, of course—and I watched as he swam beneath the water toward me. His hands slid up my legs and his head nudged my cock, making me groan as he broke through the surface.
“Never figured you for a tease,” I said, sliding my leg between his so he straddled my thigh. He smirked and ran his hand through his wet black hair, and fuck me, I was mesmerized. A simple move, a trickle of water down the side of his neck, and I was a goner.
I traced the droplets falling down over his skin with my fingers, and then I gripped the back of his neck and tugged him forward, bringing his mouth within inches of mine. I could feel his erection growing against my leg as I brushed my lips over his, over and over again, never making full contact.
“Who’s teasing now?” Panther said, a warm breath of air against my lips, but his patience seemed to grow thin, because he locked me against the side of the pool wall with his arms on either side of the edge, and then he was on me.
It was a full-on assault as Panther sucked on my tongue and began to ride my thigh. Fuck, he felt good, my body deprived of his for far too long. It’d been a torturous day of trying not to look at him, much less touch him, and this was exactly what I needed.
I reached down and grabbed his ass with both hands, encouraging him to use me however the hell he wanted to—and I didn’t have to beg. Panther must’ve been in agony all day too from the way he kissed the breath out of me, making my head swim, and when his fingers found their way to my cock, I groaned.
