Page 58 of Dangerous Play

The cold water helped me gain more control over my aroused body. It was becoming increasingly hard to deny I didn’t find Ivy sexy and that my body wasn’t attracted to her. I was supposed to help her get over her ex who completely shattered her confidence and belief in man, yet there I was, lusting after her like a horny teenager.

But the mixed signals she threw my way were just too confusing. One moment she looked like a sad little kitten being hurt by her sister or ex, and the next she was a seductive little minx wanting to climb me like a tree.

I wanted to be anything but a gentleman to her and it took controlling every fiber of my body to not do something that would jeopardize my career.

Because if Ivy and I were to hook up, that would eventually lead to a real break up, which would leave me at Thalia’s mercy.No, thank you.

And it was much better getting blue balls from the ice-cold water than to admit it was because of the lack of sex.

“I will murder you!” Ivy screamed when we both emerged from the water, and I shook my hair out. “You are dead!”

“Wet is definitely a sexy look on you.” I laughed as I took in her slick down hair, her destroyed ponytail and mad eyes.

But my next giggle got stuck in my throat as she stood, water dripping down her body. Her white shirt soaked through and completely see-through, allowing me a sneak peek into her hot pink sports bra and her hard nipples.

Fuck me.

No amount of cold water could distract me from the sight in front of me.

I swallowed hard. “Bad idea... I don’t want you to get cold. Why don’t we go?”

“Always the perfect gentleman,” she teased as her beautiful lips pulled into a knowing half smile. “You started this, Aarons, now you better finish it.”

“It was a joke.” I shrugged, untying the soaking wet sweater I had tied around my waist. “Do you want it?”

“That will not help me.” Ivy rolled her eyes. “It would only help you.”

I cleared my throat, my eyes falling to her full lips that turned a shade lighter from the cold water. “But I don’t want you to get cold.”

“Body heat helps with that,” she suggested, her voice innocent, as I watched her teeth graze her lower lip, wishing it was my own teeth and mouth on her. “What do you say?”

She didn’t wait for my reply as she pulled the soaking shirt over her head.

I let out a ragged breath and ate up the sight of her. She was gorgeous. Her breasts perfectly full, narrow waist and long lean legs, thanks to all the running. No matter her personality, I would have wanted this girl just by looking at her. But knowing what was under this beautiful shell made me want her even more. I loved who she was as a person. Funny, caring and a great friend.

Fuck, I was in big trouble.

“Cat bit your tongue?” she teased, stepping closer to me. “It’s not like you haven’t kissed me before.”

“We’re alone…”

“So what?” she challenged me, taking another step closer. “We’re both adults, Max. Adults who clearly have needs and find each other attractive. It doesn’t mean anything.”

Maybe she was ready for a rebound to forget Ander, but for me, this hookup would mean something different.

But if she needed a rebound, I’d much rather she chose me than anyone else.

“Is that all you want?” I asked, titling my head. “Just sex?”

“If it’s on the table... yes. We are stuck together, because of this arrangement... we better make the most of it. It’s not like any of us can go and hook up with anyone else. And... I... I have never slept with anyone else other than Ander. He was... my first. I kind of want to forget it... move on.”

The truth of her words hit me to the core and something in me snapped. She deserved the world, someone to worship her and love her the way I knew I could.

Unable to wait much longer, I closed the distance between us and kissed her with all the pent-up passion that was suffocating me these past few days. I kissed her like I was drowning and she was my only source of oxygen. Because I wasn’t good with words, and I had no idea how to tell her everything that I wanted to.

My hands moved down her neck, gripping her shoulder tight, before lowering the straps of her sports bra and freeing her tight nipples. God, the sight of them… Based on Ivy’s expression, they might be aching even. I brushed the hard tip and pinched it.

A moan tore from her, pleasure making her arch.

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