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“You think so?”
“I know so.”
I lean my head against his chest. “Thank you. I wish I felt as confident as you. Wish there was a way to chase away the nerves.”
Strong fingers grip my hips. “You want me to help you relax? Settle your anxiety so you can sleep well?”
Does a cat like milk?Of course I want him to “help” me relax.
Motioning with my head for him to follow, I turn toward the pool stairs, but Chase stops me, walking us back against the pool wall. “Where are you going, Numbers?”
“To our room, where I’m cashing in your verbal coupon for ‘relaxing.’”
Chase gives me a devious smile, arching his pierced brow. “Why trek back to our room when we can do it here?”
CHAPTERSEVENTEEN
CHASE
There’s no way we were going to make it back to the hotel suite. When you go a year without sex and suddenly the moment arises, you don’t risk fate fucking you over by walking back to your room. You capitalize on the moment, taking it like a bull by the horns.
The spark between us has grown into an inferno, too searing to wait a second longer. I’m going to own Simone, here and now.
My fingers dig into her flesh on her hips where her swimsuit cut’s high, showcasing lots of tantalizing skin. The fingers on my right hand move up to tease her nipples, pebbling under her wet suit.
Simone’s gray eyes go wide. “Chase! We’re in public.”
If she thinks copping a feel in an empty pool is scandalous, her head will spin with what I do next.
Simone whimpers when my free hand skims down the center of her body, rubbing the lips of her pussy through her sexy swimsuit.
“Chase,” she gasps, her fingers trying to restrain my wrist. “What if someone sees?”
“We’re alone, baby. Spread your legs for me. Let me make love to you with my fingers.”
Simone’s lips pucker, disapproval etched into her lovely face. She wants to defy me, to challenge me—it’s in her nature to take charge, not take orders.
Slowly, her need to comply with my offer has her shuffling her feet apart. Obedient only for me.
Eager to feel her quiver around my digits, I kick her legs further out with my foot, earning me another dick-arousing whimper. I lower my body until my hips settle between her legs, her hot core pressed tight against my growing erection.
With deft fingers, I pull her suit aside, poised at her welcoming center. I lean into her ear, my lips brushing against the delicate lobe. “Let me touch you, Simone. Give yourself over to me.”
She gives a stiff jerk of her head. It’s all the permission I need to run my fingers through her silky folds, slippery with her arousal even in the water.
“Already wet for me?” I kiss her temple, then nip my way down her jaw. “My dirty, wanton woman.”
She tilts up her chin, giving me access to the long column of her neck. With my tongue and teeth, I lick and scrape along her heated flesh. Her skin erupts in goosebumps where I’ve marked her. Seeing my marks on her turns my dick from semi to rock solid, aching to be inside of her.
Not yet. I may not be a gentleman, but my woman’s needs will be met before mine—always.
Back and forth, I glide my fingers through her pussy lips. When she cocks her hips to rub against my hand, I insert two fingers deep inside of her. Her inner walls flutter around my fingers, making my cock weep with want.
Simone bites her bottom lip to stop her mewls from escaping. I don’t want her silence—I want to hear her sing.
With my goal set on making her scream, I pump my fingers in and out of her velvet heat, priming her. When she slowly grinds down on my hand, I insert a third finger, filling her. She no longer holds back, releasing a keening cry.
“Yes,” I murmur in a ragged voice ravenously against her cheek. “Let me hear you purr.”
