Page 12 of So in Love
“Uh, I meant just the sounds.”His voice was deep and lust filled.He cleared his throat.“But, you do whatever you need to do.”
“Okay.”She fixed her gaze on his and drew her hands in toward her chest.Her fingers delved beneath the surface of the water, but not too far.He could just make out their movements as they teased her breasts.“Just giving myself a little motivation.”
Desire, hot and consuming, pulsed through him.Then she opened her mouth and moaned, a low, excruciatingly sexy sound that nearly drew a similar groan from his throat.
Her eyes slitted as she panted.“Yes.Oh yes.”She cupped her breasts, and they rose above the water, her skin wet and glossy in the meager light.
Jamie licked his lips as he worked to keep his raging lust in check.She was going to wreck him, and they’d just started.
Closing her eyes fully, she leaned her head back against the edge of the tub.Her mouth dropped open.“Yes, yes,yes.”She moaned louder and longer, then sharp cries punctuated the air.If he didn’t know better, he would say she was coming right now.Could she do that by just touching her breasts?He didn’t doubt it, not when he felt so damn close himself.
The cries dropped into a deep, guttural groan.She gasped, and her eyes flew open.
Her hands came up to the sides of the hot tub, mirroring his pose.“How was that?”
It took everything he had not to surge across the hot tub.“The most erotic thing I’ve ever heard.”
“Thank you.”She sounded flattered.“Your turn.Truth or dare?And I really hope you aren’t going to be a disappointment and say truth.”
Not a fucking chance.“Dare me.”
“Well, it seems like I should go with the kissing thing.But with a caveat.You can’t touch me other than our mouths.”
That sounded difficult, especially in the water.But he’d take what he could get.“Over there?”he asked.
She nodded, taking her hands down and turning on the seat.
He floated over and sat down beside her, angling himself toward her.“No touching at all?”
“Just your lips on mine.”
“Tongue?”
She shrugged.“Up to you.”
Oh, there’d be tongue all right.He leaned in and kissed her, bringing his mouth against hers and teasing her lips.Closing his eyes, he gripped the edge of the tub with one hand and flattened his other palm against his thigh, all the while telling himself not to touch her.
She kissed him back, her lips moving and playing with his.He licked along the seam of her mouth, and she opened.Then her tongue met his, and all bets were off.He pushed his palm into his flesh and clutched the edge of the tub as he relaxed his jaw and swept his tongue into her mouth.He thrust forward and retreated, coaxing her to do the same.Not that she needed it.She met him stroke for stroke, lick for lick.He withdrew slightly, slowing things for a moment and using his teeth on her lower lip.She gasped into his mouth then let out a softer, quieter version of the groan she’d demonstrated before.
His blood fired with need and his hand lifted from his thigh.Just before he touched her, he slapped it back down.Her mouth opened, and she went on the assault, ravaging him with her kiss.He didn’t know how much more he could take.
Her hand clutched the back of his neck and he pulled back, opening his eyes.“You touched me,” he said.“Seems like there should be a penalty.”
Her gaze was dark and hooded.“Name it.”
“Well, obviously, I get to touch you.”He saw the acquiescence in her eyes and the subtle nod of her head.“But I get to choose how.”
She sucked in a breath.“Yes.”
Oh man.There were so many things he wanted to do to her.And maybe he’d get the chance.But right now, he wanted to feel her heat, and he wanted to make her come so that she could make those noises for real.
He took his left hand from his thigh and found hers.Trailing his fingers upward, he slipped them between her legs.“Here.Unless you tell me not to.”
She turned on the seat so that her back was against the side and opened her thighs, giving him complete access.“I want you to.”
Blood surged in his cock as his fingers slipped into her tight channel.She cast her head back against the tub and closed her eyes.He kissed her neck, his lips and tongue dancing over her flesh.He pumped his finger into her, slowly at first, then gathering more speed.He added his thumb to her clit and pressed between strokes.She clutched at his back and lifted her hips from the bench.
“Oh God,” she cried out, followed by a series of moans.He kissed her, taking her incoherent sounds into his mouth and working her with his hand.
