She leans over and clicks off the treadmill, and I cling tighter, catching my breath.
“Oh, did I scare you? Poor thing.” Her voice rumbles against my ear.
My nails curl into her skin and I shudder, and all I can think isfuck, fuck, fuck.
Morgan is going to rip me to pieces, and it’s everything I want in the entire world.
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MORGAN
I carry him into another atrium at the back of the building. A single-lane Olympic-sized pool spans the space, and on the other side, a spa tub cascades down into a miniature lagoon, dotted with dwarf palms.
Jamie scans the space wide-eyed, and I give him no warning before I step off the tiled floor and drop into the lap pool.
He yelps, but as I laugh, he joins me. After dunking him under the water, I lift him back up and set him on the tiled corner.
“You’re worried about suffocating me, then you try to drown me?” he sputters.
“That about sums it up,” I say, kissing his knee. “Now, stay here. You’re very motivating.”
Under the water, I wriggle out of my leggings and pile them next to Jamie. His eyes widen now that I’m bottomless, and I plunge under the water to start my first lap. Every time I turn under him, I put my ass on display. After a few laps, I pause and survey the damage.
Jamie’s legs press together, sneaking a little sensation.
I brace my hands on the edge of the pool, pushing up, and watch Jamie’s eyes trace down my back and my ass.
“That’s it?” he says, a little disappointed.
“Oh, do you like watching me swim?”
“I like… everything…”
“Just a little cool-down for now. But I’ll keep that in mind.” I brace a knee and climb out of the pool, and Jamie’s eyes go up, up. I unzip my sports bra, then turn over the band and pull it off. Jamie’s eyes widen as my breasts drop free, and he finally ogles them like he should.
“Let’s take a little dip.” I take his hand and pull him up, then keep a hold of him as I lead him around and down the sweeping stairs into the lagoon. As the water takes my weight off my feet, I pull Jamie against my chest and pull his mouth into mine.
He’s hungry, desperate, and I slide my hands under his shorts, digging my fingers into his ass. I pull the fabric tight, making Jamie whimper, and his hips rock against me. My hand finds his cock, massaging hard until he’s moaning.
I nip his ear, earning a yelp.
Then I stop.
He whimpers, his spine arching against me, utterly at my mercy.
“I could do this to you for hours, couldn’t I?”
“Yes,” he breathes.
“What do I have to do to make you beg…” I walk my hand further down and back, and Jamie jolts like I electrocuted him.
His moans are always sweet, but rolling my fingers between his perineum and rim makes him sing.
“Oh, could this be it?” I dig in hard until he shakes. “Now, what happens when I do this…” I stop and pull my hand away.
Jamie quivers against me, whimpering, and I know I have it.
“Oh no, do youlovethat?” I dig in hard again, teasing his rim this time.
