Page 12 of OneTime Lovers
“I would hate that too.”
The moment feels private, only inches of water separating our bodies, and I wonder if he’s going to touch me or kiss me. I think I want him to.
But in the same way I’ve just surprised him, he surprises me too by pushing off from the edge beside me and swimming back up the length of the pool.
I do a few more laps before getting out, leaving Scott to continue his swim alone. Grabbing a towel, I dry myself off, watching his body slicing through the water with an easy, smooth swimming style.
By the time he pulls himself out of the water, I’m reclining in a lounger, pretending that I haven’t been tracking every one of his laps. I roll over onto my stomach and close my eyes, blocking out the image of his wet muscular body.
“Would you like me to rub sun lotion on your back, Jasmine?” His offer delivered in his sexy deep voice startles me as he’s standing right beside me. My body tingling in eagerness for his touch.
“Sure,” I manage to squeak. The only word I think I’m capable of forming as he pulls his lounger closer to reach. Thankfully, he didn’t decide to sit on mine, as there is some strong sexual chemistry going on between us, whether I like it or not.
I will myself to keep my eyes tightly closed, but that only makes me super-sensitive to the sounds of him picking up my bottle of sun lotion. The anticipation of his hands on my body intensified.
“Can I undo the bikini strap across your back?” he asks, his words sending an involuntary shiver up my spine.
No sooner have I agreed than the clasp is released by his deft fingers and cool lotion is trailed slowly across my heated skin. Firm, warm hands follow soon after massaging the lotion onto my bare back in slow circular motions. I’m melting and not from the heat of the sun.
An involuntary moan escapes my lips as his hands continue their sensual path over my body, not leaving any part of the skin on my back untouched. Dear God, it feels amazing as his hands move across my sensitive skin.
Damn, I hate how I want his hands to move lower and keep exploring, especially as I bite into the fringed edge of the beach towel to smother a moan.
His hands freeze then work quickly to clip my bikini strap back in place. “All done,” he croaks out, in a husky voice.
My eyes spring open. Scott’s fingers fumble to recap the lid on my lotion before dropping it onto the end of my towel. He then glances out to sea as he rubs his hands down the towel wrapped around his waist.
“Thanks, Scott,” I say softly as I turn over to lie on my back.
Staring back down at me, he smiles, “I probably should leave the front to you.”
His hungry eyes track over my body, lingering briefly on my peaked breasts, seem to be telling me something different to his words. I’m a puddle of need and I want him to keep looking.
“Probably,” I tease, smiling back up at him.
Standing up abruptly from the lounger he says, “I need to cool down again.”
It’s immediately obvious why as the beach towel wrapped around his waist does little to hide his semi-hard erection.
Not able to look away, I agree, “Yes, I think you do need to cool down. You’re looking extremely hot.”
With a shrug of his shoulders and a sexy smile, he drops his towel, leaving little to my imagination with his Speedos straining to contain his growing hotness. I was right, the man is very cocky.
Wow, his body should come with a too hot to handle warning.
Chapter 7
Jasmine
Apersonalbutlerisas good as it sounds. I lean back in my chair as Scott places a plate in front of me before he moves on to serve Lily and then Cassie. Following on close behind is Blake with a tray of cold fruit juices and Luke offering us condiments. The girls and I can’t wipe the smiles off our faces. Winners are certainly grinners today.
Our lunch was a club sandwich Bahamian style, with flaky white fish instead of the traditional chicken and a pineapple salsa, delicious. Our personal butler service was flawless too.
The resort staff are busy clearing away our empty plates when Scott suggests another snorkeling trip for the afternoon. I’m quick to agree, as yesterday I really enjoyed seeing all the colorful fish. My feelings toward Scott are changing too, he isn’t annoying me today.
Lucky, as none of the others are keen. Cassie and Luke have their families arriving later in the afternoon, along with Blake’s girlfriend, Bec. Lily, as usual is happy lying by the pool reading her latest book. She’s always telling me the only time she gets to read for fun is on vacation.
Scott looks directly at me. “Looks like it might be just you and me, Jas. Is that okay?”
