Page 75 of Play to Win

“I texted him yesterday, and he did reply and said he’s fine.I think he’s mad at me.”

“He has no fucking right to be mad at you.”

One corner of her mouth kicks up.“I know.”

“When we left Vegas, you were pissed at him for trying to pimp you out and disappearing, and you were strong enough to cut him loose to stand on his own two feet.”

“Yeah.But I still worry about him.”

I wade through the water over to crouch in front of her.I take her hands and squeeze them.“You’re being the strong one, you know.You’re doing the right thing.”

“As long as he doesn’t end up dead.”

Ugh.Thatisa concern.I wish I could fix things for her.“He won’t.And I for one am glad you’re here, and safe.”

She leans forward and plants a kiss on my mouth.My body zooms to attention, going still other than my dick which swells and twitches.It’s a chaste, closed-mouth kiss that lasts a few seconds, then she draws back and says, “Thank you.”

I stare at her, my body tingling, blood rushing hot through my veins.Her expression changes, her eyes darkening, her lips parting.I study that mouth.I want to feel it on mine again.I want to taste her.I want her warm wet curves pressed up against me, especially one part of me that’s throbbing with need.

“Théo ...”

I shift closer, sloshing water, to find her waist.I clasp my hands on her and her knees part to let me closer.I’m weirdly weightless in the water.She sets her hands on my shoulders.

“Kiss me again,” I quietly order.

Her eyelids drift down and she leans forward.Our mouths come together in another kiss, this one gentler, our lips clinging, until I open mine on hers, coaxing her to open to me too.I lick inside, tasting her sweetness, swallowing her soft moan.

Her fingers tighten on my shoulders and I break the kiss to tilt my head and go in deeper.I ease her forward on the seat of the tub until I’m wedged between her thighs and my aching cock is pressed against her soft pussy.

“Oh.”She breathes against my mouth and then she slides closer still, winding her arms around my neck, pressing her breasts against my chest, hooking her heels behind my back.

Christ.

My hands wander over her, up and down her sides, around to her ass and I pull her even tighter against me, thrusting my hips a little.She makes a needy sound in her throat.The glowing water bubbles and swirls around us.My blood is swirling and rushing through my veins too, straight to my cock, which is so goddamn hard it hurts.

I move my mouth off hers and drag it over her jaw and her head falls back as I kiss her neck, then her throat.Those sweet tits are right in front of me, barely covered by the bikini top.

“We’re not supposed to be doing this,” she murmurs as I lick the hollow of her throat.“You said ...”

I sigh.“Yeah.I did.”

She lifts her head and focuses lust-hazed eyes on me.“Do you want to stop?”

“Christ, no.”

“Me either.”

“Then let’s not.”I kiss her again, deep consuming kisses that she responds to with clutching hands and needy sounds.

Lust punches through my stomach, every nerve ending in my body on fire.My cock is a throbbing spike.

When we pull apart, nearly gasping for breath, our eyes meet.It’s like a spell, holding us in place.My heart pounds.

Lacey lifts her hands to behind her neck and unties her bathing suit top.

My breath stalls in my chest, my lungs deflating.

Inch by inch, she lowers the top, revealing perfect, firm round breasts tipped with the most erotic nipples I’ve ever seen, perfect hard little nubs.

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