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He growls at me again and then presses a hard kiss to my lips. "Get in the water. Before I forget to be a gentleman and bend you over the chaise."

I flick my eyes in the direction of the chaise and then wrinkle my nose. "No thanks. The cement doesn't seem very comfortable."

"Exactly." He kisses me again. "Hot tub. Now."

"Yes, sir," I mutter, rolling my eyes at him. And then I squeal when he smacks my ass again. I scurry toward the hot tub, allowing him to take my hand as I descend the steps. The hot water closes over my lower legs and then my thighs. I moan at how good it feels. It's the perfect temperature.

Gray waits until I'm settled and then skirts around the side to turn the jets on. He stops on the way and grabs a pile of pillows from one of the lounge chairs and tosses them on the ground beside the pool. I catch sight of his ass and a burble of laughter escapes before I can stop it. He definitely got ahold of poison ivy, maybe poison oak. The right side of his gorgeous ass is covered in little red blisters. It looks painful.

"You laughing at my ass?" he asks, messing with the jet controls. He's not mad about it though. I hear the smile in his voice.

"It looks awful, Gray."

"Who are you telling?" He turns to shoot me a look so full of annoyance I can't help but laugh again. "It itches like a son of a bitch."

"Are you sure you should be in the hot tub with it?"

"Probably not, but you're in the hot tub so I'm definitely getting in the hot tub," he says with a shrug, sauntering toward me. His dick bobs as he descends the steps, his gaze locked on me.

I take a seat on the far side of the bench, shivering at the intense look on his face. The water is chest deep. He doesn't stop until he's right in front of me, his dick pointing at me just below the surface of the water. And then he places his arms on either side of my head and leans down to kiss me again.

This kiss is slow and deep, an unhurried building. I swear, he kisses me like it's the first time every single time. It's intoxicating as hell. I could get lost in him and his kisses and not regret a single second of it.

The jets kick on and a burst of cool water hits me right in the center of my back.

I squeal and jump, startled.

"Easy,querida," he croons, chuckling at me. He leans forward and wraps his hands around my waist. Before I can protest, he lifts me in his arms, turning to take my place. He grimaces as the water from the jets hits his ass, but his expression eases once he shifts away from them. He places me on his lap, my legs spread around his thighs.

"This is nice," I murmur, nuzzling my face into his throat.

"Yeah, it is," he says, running his hands up and down my back. And then they slip lower, his fingers digging into the cheeks of my ass again. "I'm obsessed with this ass, Camila. It's so fucking sexy. I want to see it in the air while I'm taking you from behind."

"You should do that then," I whisper, licking wayward drops of water off his neck.

"Not yet."

"Are you telling me no, Gray Larsen?"

"Fuck no. I'm telling you that the first time I'm in you, I want you pinned down beneath me so I can have my wicked way. The second time, I want those tits bouncing in my face while you're riding me for broke. The third time, I'll probably fuck you nice and slow since you'll be sore."

"You've put a lot of thought into this."

"Angel, I haven't thought about anything else since Monday," he says, kneading my cheeks in his palms. "You'd probably slap me if you knew all the filthy things I've thought about."

"Can I tell you a secret?" I ask, running my hands through his hair. I love how soft and unruly it is. I don't think there's much he can do with it besides let it run wild. It looks good on him though.

"You can tell me everything."

"I've thought about filthy things too," I whisper in his ear.

"Yeah?" He slides me back a couple inches and then releases my right cheek. His fingertips trail across my waist and then my arm before his palm glides across my nipple. I bite my lip to fight a moan when he pinches it between his fingers and then dips his head to lick across it. "Did you think about me doing this to you?"

"Yes," I moan, writhing on his knees as he licks and bites my nipple, sending shockwaves of pleasure straight to my core. He sucks it into his mouth and then bites down and drags it through his teeth. My stomach clenches, and I cry out his name, grasping onto his shoulders.

He does the same thing to the other one. The whole time, he keeps one hand on my ass, playing with my cheeks. His fingers slip and slide against the crevice of my ass, pulling anotherdecadent moan from my lips. I'm not sure that should feel as good as it does.

I pull his hair when he bites my nipple this time, making him growl.

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