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“It’s true, I do instill fear.”
“You really don’t. You’re a pussy cat underneath it all.”
“I still have the spatula. I’m just saying.”
Her eyes dance. “You are quite bossy though.”
“I’m a CEO. It’s my job.”
“I like that.”
“Well that’s a bit of luck.”
Her gaze lingers on my mouth. “And I love that you like sex.”
I don’t reply to that. Instead, I let my gaze slide down her, over her damp skin, to beneath the surface of the bubbling water. She’s naked and wet and flushed and shiny. Ahhh… This girl…
“Alex…” she scolds. “Don’t look at me like that.”
“Like what?”
“Like you want to be inside me again.” She sips her whisky, her gaze locking on mine.
I blow out a breath. “You’re going to be a danger to my health.”
“What do you mean?”
“I suffer from priapism whenever you’re around.”
“What’s that?”
“A permanent erection.”
Her lips curve up. Then she moves toward me, sending the water swirling. She slides a hand down my chest, then continues south.
“Oh yes,” she whispers. Her fingers close around me, and she gives me a couple of strokes.
I sigh.
She finishes off her whisky. Places the glass on the shelf behind us. Then lifts up so she’s straddling me. She moves until the tip of my erection parts her folds. Then, ever so slowly, she sinks down and impales herself on me.
I groan and let my head fall back onto the edge of the spa.
“Aw,” she murmurs, kissing my neck and around to my ear. “Poor baby. Are you worn out, Alexander? Do you need some time to recover?” She nips my earlobe. “Maybe you’ve met your match,” she whispers in my ear.
I empty my glass and put it aside, then slide my arms around her. “We’ll see. I’m betting you’ll beg me to stop first.”
She inhales with excitement. “Challenge accepted.” She rocks her hips, riding me slowly, and kisses my lips, dipping her tongue into my mouth.
“You’re sure?” I slide my hands over her silky skin. “I intend to fuck you senseless.”
“Oh? What happened to makingluuurv?”
“That fell by the wayside when you told me I’ve met my match.”
“Oh, thank God,” she says with feeling, and we both laugh.
I couldn’t have asked for a better Christmas present. The colored fairy lights play over her skin as she moves. I can taste chocolate and whisky, and the scent of the jasmine is exotic and sultry. The sun has nearly set now, and the garden is full of orange light. The trees are casting long shadows, but it’s still warm. Zelda is lying on her side on the deck, snoring, unbothered by what we’re doing.
