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Jocelin snorts and flicks water at Gary. “Do you still get vitamin D with all that sunscreen on?”
“Hey, Astrid loves my peachy complexion.”
She kisses Gary’s cheek and flips off Jocelin. “Be nice, or you won’t get an advance copy of my boyfriend’s next book.”
Blake interrupts and points at Gary’s beer. “Need another? Jocelin, Astrid, need something? We’re going to get the food and start grilling.”
Astrid eyes him up and down, doing a poor job of hiding a smile. “All wet? Weren’t you ever taught not to track water through the house?” She grabs a towel from the pile near the hot tub and tosses one to Blake.
He catches it one-handed, wiping his face and torso before tossing it on a chair. “Thanks.”
Gary chuckles and nudges her. “Give the guy a break, Sunshine. And thanks, but no thanks to the beer. I’m good for now. Gotta pace myself since I’m driving. But I’m happy to help get stuff ready if you need it. How about I light the grill? One less thing for you to do.”
Gary’s already climbing out of the hot tub, so Blake concedes. “Okay. I’d appreciate that. We’ll be right back.”
He tugs me toward the house, and I eagerly follow, buzzing with anticipation. He heads straight for the steps which we climb like we’re on the stair stepper at the gym, bursting into the living room as if someone’s chasing us. I expect Blake to turn around and ask me what I’m doing or hopefully, kiss me. Instead, he pulls me through the kitchen, across the entryway, through his cozy reading area, and into his bedroom. My pulse is pounding so quickly it thunders in my ears.
When he spins around and shuts the door, I’ve barely stopped my forward momentum, and I practically fall into his arms. “Oh, hells yes.” I’msonot complaining. Blake presses me against the wall, covering me with his long, muscular body, and I tug him closer so I can get his lips on mine. Or, I try to, but now that we’re here, he’s frozen in place, staring at me. I frown. “What’s wrong?” He studies my face for so long I get a bit worried. Has he changed his mind? “Blake—”
“You’re fired.” His mouth slams against mine as his arms snake around my waist, hauling me against his deliciously firm, mostly naked torso. I moan and wrap my arms around his neck, my fingers tangling in his hair as I glide my tongue against his, matching him stroke for stroke, giving free rein to my barely contained lust. Four long, torturous weeks I’ve been good, being near him, smelling his scent, touching him, but not in the way I wanted. Not like this. “Gods, Blake, I need you.”
“Yes. Hell, yes. Ever since that night at the club, you’re all I think about.” His voice is rough, almost frantic, and it lights me up inside. “It’s been agony not being able to touch you.”
His hands slip down my back and under the curve of my butt, lifting me like I weigh nothing. I wrap my legs around him, pulling him closer. “You can touch me now. In fact, you should definitely touch me. A lot. Everywhere.” He presses me against the wall, grinding his cock against mine. I moan into his mouth as my fingers tug at his soft hair. Gods, he feels so good. “Blake. I want you inside me.”
He leans his forehead against mine and gasps for air, his hips slowing to a gentle grind. I moan, because gods, that feels so good. “I want that too. So much, but…”
“Noooooo.” I put my finger over his lips. “Please don’t say ‘but’. ‘But’ means no, and I need you!” A muffled burst of laughter drifts in from the pool. “Crap.” In my lust-filled haze, I forgot about everyone else. “You have guests.” I let my hand drop to his chest.
He nods against my forehead. “Yeah. And I wish we could stay in here and forget about them, but I can’t. I’m sorry.”
I caress his face, feeling the slight tug of his stubble against my palm, imagining it against my inner thighs. “They won’t be here forever.”
His eyes lock on mine, the heat in them taking my breath away. “You’ll stay after everyone leaves?”
I nod. “If you want me to.”
“Yes. Please. Stay. Stay all night with me. I want to take our time, learn everything about you.” He strokes my cheek. “In and out of the bedroom.”
His warm brown eyes make my heart beat wildly. Any hesitation I might have had melts away. “Oh, you’re smooth. I can see you’re going to be trouble.” I press a soft kiss to his lips. “But I have a feeling you’re worth it. And yes, I’ll stay tonight, if you want me to.” His smile is brilliant, and I hug him hard. He holds me close, like I’m precious, and my heart aches with hope. “I love the way you hold me, like you don’t want to let go.”
“I don’t.” There’s a slight pause, like he’s surprised himself. “It feels like you belong here.”
It feels exactly like that. Is this fast? Absolutely. Am I going to throw on the brakes? No freaking way. I’m jumping in the deep end, eyes wide open, being fabulous while doing it. “Then this is where I’ll be, for as long as you want me here.” I kiss the tip of his nose and wiggle against him. We both groan, and I laugh. “If you aren’t going to ravish me, then let me down. I need to imagine horrible things so I can be seen in public and not scandalize everyone. There’s no way I can leave this room in my current state.” I lean away and gesture to the clearly defined bulge in my swimsuit. “It’s ruining the lines.”
Blake’s eyes go dark. He sets me down, then drops to his knees, gazing up at me hopefully. “Let me take care of you.”
Sweet magnolia, Blake on his knees, his lips brushing lightly over the thin fabric covering my cock, is impossible to resist. “Do we have time? What about your guests?”
“I’ll be amazing, and you’ll be fast.”
I laugh because that’s something I would say. And, like almost everything between us so far, there’s no awkwardness or fumbling. Maybe it’s because we’re well matched, or maybe it’s because Blake is older and outgrew the game-playing phoniness that many guys my age get hung up on. Whatever the reason, I’m loving the clear communication, and I’m going to enjoy whatever this is for as long as I can have him. I nod and slip my fingers into his hair. “Yes. Please.”
Blake hooks his fingers into my swim briefs and pulls them down to my ankles in one motion, making my cock slap against my stomach. He kisses the tip and wraps his hand around me, stroking firmly. “I want to do this again later. Take my time, kiss and lick and suck you, explore every inch of your body with all of my senses.” He flattens his tongue and licks a strip up the underside of my cock, making me gasp. “But right now…” He has a wicked gleam in his eye that I already adore. “Hold on to whatever you can. This is going to be fast and dirty.”
Oh, freaking hells. That shouldn’t be so erotic. Every part of me tingles in anticipation. “I’d tell you to do your worst, but I’d prefer it if you do your best. Oh, heck!” I barely get the words out before Blake covers my cock with his lips and swallows me down, rolling my balls in his hand while the wet heat of his throat squeezes around me. I slump against the door and watch my cock disappear into his beautiful mouth, gasping as his fingers tease lightly over the sensitive skin of my hole. “Blake, that’s so good.” My fingers tighten in his hair. “Stroke me. Make me come. Please.”
He backs off a bit and wraps his hand around the base of my cock, fisting my spit-slick skin, working me up fast, teasing and touching me like he already knows what turns me on, like we’ve been together for years. Part of me wants him to drag this out longer, regardless of what his guests would say. Unfortunately, we can’t right now. But we will later. And everything he’s doing to me, everything I want to do to him, has my legs shaking and my balls drawing tight. “Blake…” He watches me with a mix of lust and affection as I teeter on the edge. “Blake.” He relaxes his throat again, takes me all the way down, and it’s too much. My body trembles as I come in achingly intense waves. Blake swallows around me and I moan softly as his throat squeezes my cock. “Oh, gods above and below.”
