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“Hey, you.” Piper jabbed a finger into my chest. “So. Whatever’s on your mind, I want you to stop thinking about it,” she murmured, a devilish grin on her lips as she lifted my T-shirt and ran her hands over my abs. “’Cause we’re on vacation, I’m wearing my new swimsuit and there’s a very big pool that you should be watching me splash around in right now.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. And now that we’re all trapped in this house for the weekend and Sawyer has obviously claimed Gia, I’m kind of hoping you’ll do something besides give me that sexy fucking smile when I basically throw myself at you,” Piper grinned, running the tip of her tongue across her lower lip. “’Cause if you need it spelled out, Jacob Kinsley, I’ve been hoping to see you naked since you got into New York. And since it’s never taken this long for me to get a guy in my pants, here’s a little head start for you to make a move.” My eyebrows shot halfway to my hairline as Piper lifted the triangles of her bikini to flash me her breasts. Fuck, I cursed myself as I felt my eyes instinctively linger. “Thought you’d like them,” she simpered, taking my hands and clamping them over her chest. Tightening her fingers around me, she made me squeeze her. Hard. “Mmm. That was nice,” she closed her eyes and purred before tossing my hands off her body and covering herself back up. “Now come with me to the pool. My tits look a thousand times better when they’re wet.”
I watched her go. I knew it was a blow to her ego but I didn’t follow. I could hear voices coming from outside the door – Jacks
on and Caleb, which meant Lara and Sloane weren’t far behind.
“’Sup, brother,” Caleb greeted me hastily the second he got in. He was halfway up the stairs by the time Jackson burst in, chasing him and swinging a leather duffel.
“You fuckin’ fuck, you can’t claim a room without putting your luggage down!”
“God, they’re fighting over the biggest room,” Sloane groaned as she came in and kissed my cheek. “Jake, darling, can you help Lara carry the suitcase that Jackson dropped because he’s an immature child? I’d help but my arms aren’t strong enough to hold anything but a drink,” she said before disappearing into the kitchen.
But before I could even go outside to help, Lara came through the front door in a tan sundress, the sunlight behind her beaming against her glowing skin like a halo. I stood back and watched her as she pulled a large suitcase into the house, shaking her long hair out of her eyes. When she finally looked up, a mischievous smile curved her pink lips and suddenly, my need to touch her jumped through the fucking roof.
“Hi,” I smiled.
“Hey there, dirty boy,” she said with a teasing lilt in her voice. Somehow, the sound alone got me hard.
I laughed as I watched her almond eyes scan the room for anyone within earshot. “Excuse me?”
“I saw what you did through the window. Groping the living hell out of Piper Rocha.”
“Is that what I was doing? If I’m not mistaken, she flashed me and then put my hands on her.”
Lara smirked. “But you enjoyed it.”
“Are you jealous?” I teased.
“Irrationally so, yes.”
“Well, I’d be happy to even things out.” Closing the gap between us, my eyes dipped down to her breasts. A white bikini top held them underneath her dress. It took all the strength in my body to resist from ripping everything off and running my tongue over every inch of her body.
“Jake, don’t look at me like that,” she scolded playfully. “Not here.”
“I can’t help it. I haven’t stopped thinking about you all week.”
She bit her lip back. “Same here, believe me,” she whispered, drawing in a deep breath. “Every night, every morning. I wish it was you next to me.”
I muffled a groan with the end of my fist. “And you look so fucking gorgeous right now, it’s killing me.” I watched the strap on her sundress fall as she nervously tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. My fingertips savored every stroke against her warm skin as I pulled it back up, making her shudder.
“Jake,” she whispered nervously. “Everyone is here. And now is not the time to let Jackson see us like this. Not when we’re both trying to get closer to him again.”
“I know,” I sucked a breath between my teeth as I watched her. Her breath was jagged now. I could tell from the way her chest rose and fell under her dress, over and over, her breasts straining hard against its stretchy fabric and driving me fucking insane. At this point, my gaze was so heavy on her that it would’ve been impossible to tear away if Jackson walked right into the room. “Christ, I don’t know how I’m going to survive this weekend. You have no idea how fucking bad I want to touch you right now.”
“I want it too.” Her whisper was half-moan. Fuck me. That pained sound coming from her lips was the most torturous pleasure I’d ever heard. The groan that rumbled from my chest only made her whimper. She touched the corner of her eye. “I miss you,” she finally whispered. “I just want to feel you again,” she surrendered, losing it. She sounded so pitiful that I nearly swept her straight into my arms. But in this full fucking house, that was the last thing I could do. “I know it’s only been a week since we were at your apartment but it’s felt like a thousand times longer and it hurts so bad when I can see you but I can’t touch you.” She closed her eyes. “I just want to feel you again.”
“Lara – ”
“Just touch me right now,” she breathed desperately.
I put my hands on her, cupping her neck, pressing her to the wall. She melted right into me, the sweetest relief sighing from her mouth into mine. But I tasted her lips for barely a second before Piper’s voice rang out.
“Jacob Kinsley!”
Lara exhaled torment as I jerked away.
