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I smirk a little and shrug, but I don’t move. “Last time I checked, I’m not most people, and neither are you.”
She doesn’t say anything else, but I can see her chest rising and falling almost fast enough to worry about whether she’s hyperventilating. After just a moment, I push away from her to sit on the other side of the hot tub, giving her some space.
“Fine, let’s play spin the bottle. I’m sure you’ve read about that enough.”
She blinks, snapping out of her nervous terror, and says, “That’s ridiculous. There’s only two of us.”
I give her another smirk and say, “I don’t really want to kiss anyone else, so that’s perfect.”
She gives me a “are you kidding me” look. “You’re really struggling with the idea that I’m not going to kiss you, aren’t you?”
“Not really. I know we’re going to do more than that.”
At least I hope we will. I’m freaking desperate for her.
She laughs like it’s the funniest thing I’ve said yet. “You keep saying that, but I already told you that you aren’t what women want.”
Her breath is still coming out faster than normal. She hasn’t gotten out of the pool yet. God, I hope I’m not fucking this up. This is it.
In a flash, I push off from the seat and cut through the water until my knees connect with her seat, my legs straddling her as my hands catch on the edge of the hot tub, my body surrounding hers in an instant.
“Are you sure?” I whisper.
She doesn’t respond, but her body is screaming that lust-filled combination of terror and desire. I stare into her eyes for what feels like forever, giving her time to push away.
But she doesn’t. I’d been worried I was misreading her, but being this close to her is intoxicating. Instead of trying to hold back like before, I give into the need that flows through me.
When my hand goes to her neck, my thumb on her cheek, I feel the tiny tremors running through her like miniature earthquakes. This time, when I lean forward, I don’t fight against my instincts. My lips crush hers, and she doesn’t push me away.
I tighten my grip around the back of her neck, pulling her harder to me, and her mouth opens, begging for more. My stomach tightens to hold me up as I move my other hand to her bare lower back, and the quivers intensify.
I let some of my self-control slip a little more. This is what she wanted from the beginning. My fingers move into her hair, pulling it tight as my lips move to her neck, leaving her gasping.
“You make me want to lose control,” I whisper in her ear, and she wraps her arms around me, her nails digging into my back hard enough that I’m sure she’s drawing blood as she clings to me for dear life.
The hand on her waist squeezes tighter, and she lets out a little moan. “Fuck,” she whispers as my fingers glide over the lace at her waist and run under her ass. I need to touch her everywhere, to know her body more than I know my own.
Something about touching her ignites a fire in me. I barely know her, but in this moment, I know I can’t walk away from her.
This kiss is something special, something that I’ve never experienced before. It’s like someone’s turned on the light after I’ve lived my life in darkness. It burns, but I can’t turn away from it.
My hand pulls her head further back, and I kiss across her collarbone. Her breath comes out in little whimpers, but one of her hands moves to my hair, and she tugs at it just like I’m doing to her.
Without a thought, I lift her out of the hot tub as I stand up. She barely notices, other than to wrap her legs around my waist, and I keep finding new places to kiss her, drifting closer to her lace covered breasts.
As I kiss the curve of them, she moans even louder. Those little sounds send that fire racing through my body, and I need more. When I release her hair, my hand moves to the back of her bra, and with a flick of my fingers, it comes undone.
And then my hand moves down to her ass, my fingers against her bare skin. She shakes the bra off, leaving it in the water below us as I step out of the hot tub. Her eyes are closed, but her hands move to my hair, pulling me to her breasts.
As my lips find a nipple, her eyes flash open as her body shakes softly in my arms. “Fuck me,” she gasps. “I’m ready to find out about these screaming orgasms.”
Chapter 17
Madison
I can feel his cock through his boxers, and I want him more than I’ve ever wanted another man. The way his lips leave my skin tingling and the way his fingers dig into me like he can’t touch me hard enough has me desperate.
I swore I wouldn’t fall for Emery, but I lied to myself. He’s exactly what I want, and I’m ready to fall head over heels for him. At least when it comes to getting him into bed with me.
