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Once again he felt her tug on his trunks. This time she forced the fabric downward, freeing his erection. He hissed through his teeth as the pool water hit the sensitive head. The sound was followed a second later by his strangled moan as she closed her fingers around his hard length.
He slammed his mouth down over hers, plunging his tongue inward, all technique lost in the savage need to claim her. She matched his kiss with sweet ferocity, using her tongue and teeth to drive him wild.
“Give it all to me,” she murmured, stroking him in ever more tantalizing sweeps as he sucked on her neck.
She parted her thighs and placed the tip of him at her entrance. He nudged firmly against her hot wet core, and almost cried out at the agony of holding back, but remained perfectly still.
“Protection,” he garbled out the word, unsure how he was going let her go, walk all the way upstairs and fetch a condom from his nightstand.
“I’m on the pill.” She arched her back and rocked her hips forward, embedding him inside her before her words fully registered.
The tightness of her encased him and nothing JT had ever dreamed of matched the reality of Violet naked and in his arms. He put his hands on her hips and settled himself deeper still, hanging onto his control for dear life so he could make the moment into something they would both find satisfying.
“You are amazing,” he murmured as they rocked together in the pool, stirring the water as they kissed and caressed.
Time slowed. JT’s world narrowed to the rush of air through his lungs, the surge of heat in his groin and the warm silk of Violet’s skin caressing his.
“This is so much better than I imagined it would be,” she whispered, her breath tickling his ear.
“You thought about it?”
He wandered his hands over her back and down her thighs as his lips drifted along her shoulder. She’d locked the soles of her feet against his calves to anchor herself in the weightlessness of the water. It gave her the leverage to add a little twisting motion to the rhythmic movements of her hips. The power of that move was close to blowing a hole in his willpower. He ground his teeth against a groan.
“Night and day since you first started showing up at Baccarat.”
Her confession prompted him to offer one of his own. “Losing Rick to you was the best thing that ever happened to me.”
“You don’t say.” Her chest vibrated with a sexy laugh, making her breasts shift tantalizingly against him. Her tight nipples were searing points of heat that quickened his breath.
“Or it was,” he amended, unable to stave off the quickening of sensations any longer. “Until now.”
He moved more strongly into her and felt her close tightly around him, forming a tight sheath. The friction was almost too intense to handle. But if her body brought him acute pleasure, her dreamy smile was a balm for his spirit.
And then he felt her body tighten and her focus sharpen. Using all his willpower to hold off his own release, he watched her climb higher and higher. Her eyes flew open. Her sharp gasp was followed by a shudder. Only then did JT let himself go.
His orgasm came with such speed and intensity he wondered how he’d held it off as long as he had. The pool, Violet’s face, all vanished behind a wave of black. He was cast into the heavens. A thousand pinpoints of lights guided his flight. They rushed at him, through him. Each one left a mark, a permanent reminder of this perfect moment.
He came back to earth and realized that his chest hurt. The pain was caused by either his tortured lungs or the impossibly swift beat of his heart.
“Best sex ever,” Violet murmured, framing his face with her hands and smiling at him. Equally winded, she seemed less shaken by their turbulent lovemaking. “I knew it would be great with you, but wow.”
He couldn’t match her openness. What he felt for her was too immense, too raw.
“Yes.” It wasn’t eloquent, but it was heartfelt. “Wow.”
The corners of her eyes crinkled as her grin grew. “Am I still banned from skinny-dipping?”
Captivated by her happiness, he shook his head. “In fact, I plan to burn every bathing suit in the place.”
* * *
“You’re smiling a lot this morning,” Harper commented, eyeing Violet over a glass of orange juice.
It was Tuesday morning and the Fontaine sisters were meeting for their weekly breakfast, this morning in Scarlett’s office at Fontaine Richesse. Usually they met on Wednesdays, but Violet and JT were having their belated wedding reception at the ranch that evening and they all figured it would be a late night.
“Am I?” Violet sipped her green tea and tried to look nonchalant.
“Of course she’s smiling,” Scarlett put in. “She and JT have been shacked up for three days of postnuptial bliss.”
