Page 59 of Wild Desire

"Do you want to kiss me back?" I asked her, a little tired of reason and logic. I wanted to feel. I wanted to react to her body so near to mine.

Her gaze met mine, and she gave me a nod.

"I need the words," I growled, not wanting to make the same mistake we did so many years ago. Communication was important.

Instead of speaking, she turned farther so that her legs were on either side of my hips, and she wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling my lips down to hers. She was kissing me back. Myhands went to her ass, and I easily shifted her body on top of mine, her legs wrapping around my waist.

My dick was aching. My hands full of her cheeks. I squeezed them, testing the boundaries of our new dynamic. She moaned into my mouth, and I pressed her closer to me, so she felt every hard inch of my cock.

I wanted her to know how much I needed her. How much I wanted her. She wouldn't question my desire again. She was it for me.

She rose up slightly, aided by the buoyancy of the water, so that she was higher than me, her hands curling in my hair. I played with the strings tied in a bow on her back, and she shivered against me.

I pulled back slightly, needing her consent. "Can I untie your bikini?" Every muscle was tensed as I waited for her answer.

"Please, Killian," and I pulled, her bikini giving way, her breasts spilling out of the confines of the material, and I sucked one nipple into my mouth. I'd wanted to go slow and savor the moment, but my body had gone into overdrive. She felt good in my arms, her nipples too enticing to ignore.

Her nipple hit the roof of my mouth, and I sucked hard. Then I moved to her second nipple, giving it the same attention. Her hands on the back of my head kept me close to her. Her pussy ground against my cock, and I hated that I was wearing board shorts. I wanted to feel her.

I reached down, my fingers teasing the edge of her bikini. She moaned, and I couldn't resist sliding a finger under the elastic.

My mouth found hers, and we kissed while I explored her pussy. She was smooth. Almost as if she'd shaved today. Had she known this would happen? She couldn't have. We hadn't talked about the hot tub until we were on my way to my parents' place.

Had she thought about me in the shower while she shaved? Had she imagined my hands on her, my mouth.

"I need to taste you." The need was primal, feral even.

She nodded shakily, her eyes bright and unfocused. I set her on the edge of the hot tub; goose bumps erupted over her skin from the cool air.

I untied the sides of her bikini, the material falling uselessly to the tile. She spread her legs and leaned back onto her hands. I loved that she trusted me to take care of her, to make her feel good. I didn't take that expectation lightly. I slid my hands under her ass and lifted her so that she was pressed against my mouth, her pussy lips naturally parting for me.

When I licked her, tasting her sweet nectar for the first time, she moaned loudly. I was glad we were alone, and no one would hear her pleasure. It spurred me on to drive her higher.

One of her hands landed in my hair, pulling and tugging on the short strands. "Please." Her voice was low and needy.

I'd give her what she wanted and so much more. I had this urge to make her mine, to ruin her for all other men. I was the one she'd brought home to her family. She'd told me more about her life than she told anyone else, even her girlfriends. I was different. I was important.

The weight of that responsibility rested on my shoulders, but instead of freaking me out, it made me more determined to prove to her that we could be good together. That this wasn't a fling or a one-time thing for me. I wanted her.

My heart pounded a little harder. I suspected I wanted her forever, but it was too soon for thoughts of permanency or soul-deep love.

This had to be enough.

I angled her more so that she felt the scruff of my cheeks against her puffy lips as I licked, sucked, and nibbled at her. I eased back slightly to add one finger, then two. She rode my fingers while I sucked her clit. It didn't take long for her walls to convulse around me, her inner thighs to squeeze my ears.

I rode her through the orgasm until she sagged against me. Her eyes were wide with awe as she gazed down at me. "I can't believe we just did that."

"The door is locked. The cameras are off."

Noelle looked around, slightly panicked, as if she hadn't thought about any of that.

"I want to slide inside of you, Noelle. It would be easier in the hot tub for my knee but only if you want this too. I won't push you."

Noelle's gaze met mine; it was full of indecision I wanted to erase.

I pulled her off the edge and into the warm water. Her arms and legs naturally wrapped around me, and I wished I'd taken the time to remove my shorts. If I had, I'd already have her riding my cock. "Do you want this too?"

"I want you, Killian. I always have. No matter how many times I tried to erase you, to ignore you, it was impossible."

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