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This setting was unnervingly romantic. The black, lace bra only enhanced the already on-the-edge-to-blow kind of stiffy in my boxers. But she made a great deal out of ignoring the poor thing.
And, oh fuck. Exactly what I hoped wouldn’t happen, happened.
I removed my hand from her back to thumb the pounding pulse in her neck. Her eyes came down on mine, her throat bobbed underneath my palm.
“Turn around,” I demanded gruffly.
I couldn’t handle myself around her. I thought Misha would mess it all up but I was doing a terrible job out of making her my trophy-fuck myself.
Luckily, she obliged, so I placed her on my lap. She wiggled out of my embrace and turned around. I had no idea if she was still a little intoxicated or not, but the way she draped herself on me teased my cock to an unbelievable length.
Literally.
“Good girl,” I praised, hiding the shudder in my voice by nipping her lobe.
I banded one arm around her waist to pull her flush against my chest. She stretched her legs in front of her, lazily weaving them through the water, not mentioning anything about an awkward poke in her back. Or she enjoyed my pain, like the devilish woman I knew was in there somewhere.
“Why did you kiss me?”
Wasn’t that the million-dollar question?
Of course, she wanted to reflect on our kiss. She wasn’t stupid. My mood had been a whiplash of emotions. And now we were here, in the motion of my hunger for her that I desperately tried to suppress.
I wasn’t sure how to respond. So, I didn’t. I didn’t owe her anything. Much less an explanation. I was grateful she didn’t see the confused expression on my face. Dita in my arms was freakishly calming me. Except for my hormones. They skyrocketed whenever she was around. Especially now, while she writhed on my cock, her body dancing lightly on my lap.
“What are you scheming, Ares?”
Smacking my hand in front of her mouth, I gritted my teeth and found the strength not to snap at her.
Not my name.
I wanted to chastise her for making me want her. For making me want to lick the layer of chlorine off her body and find that sweet, fruity taste that was specifically Dita.
Instead, I dug my teeth into her shoulder and heard a delightful intake of breath. The gasp that turned into a moan made me feel everything I needed yet shouldn’t want.
Breathe.
“Why? Tell me,” her soft voice cracked under my palm, and my dick twitched once more when she removed my hand with her delicate fingers. “Ares?”
Ah, fuck no.
I made up the next best thing.
“Just wanted to see what the fuss was all about.”
She clamped herself around my knees. “Can you not speak in riddles for once?”
I smiled. “Your sharp tongue, Dita. It’s something I like to teach a lesson.”
My balls throbbed. The fucking tingle when she addressed me prodded its way to the surface and I just couldn’t—argh! I wanted to pick up a rhythm with my hips so badly to feel the friction of her ass against my erection.
I went with something entirely else.
The control I had over my body was insanely unprecedented.
My heart pounded in my throat when I slid my hands underneath her knees and split her open, locking her legs on the outside of mine. I lifted my butt to elevate us a little out of the water. The only parts of her that met the lukewarm water were the soles of her feet and ass cheeks. She was unbearably available like this. The only thing bothering me was her panties, which hid that undoubtedly beautiful pussy.
I had to see it, and I couldn’t wait to finally stuff my nose and tongue in her hungry hole. The anticipation to ruin it was—Jesus Christ—unfathomable.
