Page 54 of Sinful Lies

Onlyhecan take that blame.

I open my eyes and reach for my wine, taking a sip as I look out at the city.

It doesn’t take long for my skin to turn pink and for a thin sheen of sweat to coat my brow from the heat of the water. I’m sure there’s rules about how long you should stay in a hot tub to stop yourself from slow cooking, but my rule is that I stay in until the wine runs out.

Deciding it’s a good idea to go and pour myself another glass, I get to my feet and am about to climb out when the door creaking open catches my attention.

“Enjoying yourself?” Dimitri chuckles.

I freeze, my empty wine glass in hand, as Dimitri steps out onto the deck.

His eyes roam over my very wet, almost naked body. My breasts are practically spilling out of the bikini top, the material just about covering my nipples, and the bottomsaren’t much better. If I knew he would be joining me, I would have perhaps chosen a more full-coverage bathing suit. But there’s not much I can do about that now.

“You told me to make myself at home.” I bite my lip.

“I did indeed…” His eyes darken with lust as they linger on my chest.

His throat bobs as his tongue darts out to wet his lower lip, and I have to fight the urge to rub my thighs together.

I glance down and gasp at the sight of the very obvious bulge in the front of his pants, the outline of his cock straining against his zipper.

This time, I can’t stop myself from clenching my thighs as I remember how well he filled me. The thought of doing it again has my blood heating. Thankfully, my cheeks are already flushed from the water so I can cover up how much the sight of his hardened cock turns me on.

“Is there room for me?” His lips pull up into a smirk.

I shrug, doing my best to not seem affected by the very apparent sight of his arousal. “Sure, so long as you put a swimsuit on.”

Dimitri chuckles, the sound low and seductive. “I’ll be right back.”

The second he disappears back down the stairs into the penthouse, I exhale the breath I didn’t realize I was holding.

The thought of Dimitri’s hard, wet body in this hot tub has my nipples pebbling.

I can’t deny my attraction to him, but we made a promise to keep things platonic for a reason.

My head is a mess, and I’m in no way ready for what he obviously wants.

I sink back down into the water, setting my glass into the cup holder as I wait for Dimitri.

“Oh, my god,” I choke as Dimitri appears a few minutes later wearing nothing but a pair of boxers.

“Turns out I don’t have a swimsuit and seeing as I’m not allowed to be naked…” He glances down at his very prominent erection.

My mouth goes dry as Dimitri reaches down and rubs his palm along his length.

My pussy clenches as I imagine climbing onto his lap right here in the hot tub and sinking down onto his thick length.

“How can you not have a bathing suit?” I force my eyes to look anywhere but at his cock.

“I normally like to take my dips naked.”

The thought of him dripping wet and hard has me choking back a moan. This is exactly the sort of situation I was trying to avoid.

“I think your very skimpy bathing suit is to blame here. It doesn’t seem to want to go back down.” He chuckles as he strolls over the hot tub.

Every inch of his body ripples with muscle from his broad shoulders to his thick thighs. Knowing what it’s like to feel him on top of me, to have his strong arms wrapped around me, makes me desperately want to give in to my body’s urges.

I felt so safe and protected when he touched me. In the moment, nothing else mattered apart from him and the way he made me feel.

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