The Olympic-sized heated swimming pool was painted Bermuda blue. White chaise lounge chairs were positioned around the perimeter with a folded white beach towel atop each. The sauna was nearby and the hot tub bubbled at the far end.This is heaven.
They were alone. She pulled her T-shirt over her head.
His eyes grew dark as he perused her body. “Laps,” he grumbled. “Join me.”
She dove in. The heated water soothed her aching muscles. Together they swam back and forth, but she kept her distance.
Swimming seemed to calm him. The tightness around his eyes and mouth disappeared. With their laps completed, he pretended to be a shark and her squeals of mock fear made him laugh so hard he stopped chasing her to catch his breath. Their play continued until he trapped her in his strong embrace. Before the message ofno physical contacthad been delivered to her limbs, she’d wrapped her arms and legs around his torso. Chest to chest. His erection pressed against her.
“No, Colton. I’m not your fuck buddy. You told me and I quote, ‘this shouldn’t have happened.’ Rest assured, it won’t again.”
She dropped her legs, but in one fluid movement, he reached under the water and strapped her legs around him, then with his hands on her bottom, held her close. “I also said, ‘but it did,’” he murmured. “Chad burst in and I never finished.”
“We can’t do this.”
“Brigit, this shouldn’t have happened, but it did.” With a furrowed brow he clenched his jaw muscles. “I can’t turn back. I have to have you. I don’t regret one second we’ve spent together, nor am I going to apologize for what I want now. If you don’t want the same thing, tell me and I will back off, for good.”
She wanted him in every way imaginable, so she tightened her hold and remained quiet. Was she trapping him in her web or clinging to his? Her eyes stung, but not from the chlorine. They burned from staring so intensely into his.
Delicious, erotic feelings came online as her senses took over. His hard body pressed against hers, but she wanted him even closer. She needed him inside her to complete their connection. His achingly handsome face made looking away impossible. And his moist lips beckoned to be kissed. Every part of her wanted more of him. Now.
He kissed her, hard. No mercy. No easing into the moment. A rush of adrenaline left her breathless. He claimed her, devoured her and when he pulled away they gasped for breath, and for the unspoken expectation. Standing in water up to his chest, the warm liquid flowed between them but when he tightened his grip, not even air separated them. She buried her face in the crook of his neck and deposited lingering kisses on his glistening skin.
His breathy, husky moan vibrated against her mouth.
Muscles deep inside clenched in anticipation. She pulled away and gazed into his eyes. His frustration from earlier had been replaced with a fiery desire. He caressed the sides of her body, pausing to appreciate the swell of her breasts. He kissed her again. This one was slow, sensual, and intoxicating.
And, a third kiss, but something was different about this one. She whimpered from the gentle way his mouth pressed against hers. His breathing had quickened, but he didn’t deepen the kiss. It was filled with so much passion there was no need. Kissing this man in this moment felt right.
Her lips curved into the subtlest of smiles.Shit, shit, shit, maybe he can’t tell.
“Having fun, are we?” A smile danced in his eyes.
Yes.
“The big, bad wolf wants you to enjoy yourself before he eats you.”
“Oh, God, yes.” Her nipples hardened. Wetness pooled in her suit. She needed to get out of the water. Now.Right now.
Colton closed the door as hot, dry sauna air surrounded them. She picked up a plush white towel from the pile and opened it across the length of the extra-wide wooden bench. With her eyes on his, she unclasped her bikini top and slowly removed it.
His gaze floated over her breasts and down her torso. “You’re a gorgeous woman, Brigit.”
A smile breezed across her lips. What was it abouthiscompliments that affected her so deeply? With her gaze fixed on his, she wiggled out of her bikini bottoms, lay on the towel, and after draping her wet hair over the teak bench behind her, gripped the wood. She placed one foot on the floor to balance herself and lifted her gaze to his. “Come here.” Her sultry command dripped with need.
He removed his suit springing his erection free. After kneeling next to her, he kissed her breast, then covered her nipple with his mouth. Pleasure spiraled through her. “Harder,” she murmured. Burrowing her fingers into his wet hair, she fisted a handful when the sting of his teeth tugged her nipple.
Pleasure and pain.
In an instant he was on her, thrusting his tongue into her mouth. As her hands slid down his wet back, her core ached for him. Covering her hot skin with his passionate kisses, he blazed a scorching path toward her belly button. “Tell me what you want,” he murmured.
“I don’twant. Ineedyour mouth, your tongue, your—”
“My what?” Lifting his head, he stared into her eyes.
“Penis.”
“Boys have penises. Call it what it is.”
