Page 29 of Kings & Chaos

He spread my thighs and stepped between them, then reached under the water to cup my ass. He lifted me from the water and I wrapped my legs around his waist.

“I kind of thought you’d thank me,” he said, settling onto the hot tub’s bench seat with me on his lap.

I was straddling him now, and he hadn’t been lying: he was naked, his cock hard against my pussy with only the thin fabric of my bathing suit between us.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and played with the wet hair that curled at the back of his neck. “For getting rid of Oscar? I like Oscar.”

“Sure,” he said, squeezing my ass. “But now I can make you come all by myself.”

His big hands were magic, kneading my flesh underwater, working with the tiny bit of friction between our bodies. My cunt pulsed with anticipation, and I settled more fully against his cock.

“That doesn’t sound like a downside,” I said, my breath already a little ragged.

He laughed. “I’m hoping by the time we’re done your review is a lot more enthusiastic than that.”

I smirked. “I’m willing to keep an open mind.”

“Challenge fucking accepted.” His voice was hoarse, and this time he wasn’t smiling, just looking at me with those ocean eyes that made me think drowning wouldn’t be such a bad way to go.

He ran his hands up my back and the tie on my bikini top gave way. He tugged it free and tossed it on the patio next to the hot tub. I felt the delicious slide of his bare skin on mine, his smooth chest pressed tight against my tits as he held my head in his hands.

His lips were only inches from mine. I thought he’d kiss me right away — I was more than ready — but he just stared at me long and hard.

“You’re so fucking pretty,” he said.

I smiled in spite of myself. Maybe some girls preferred the wordbeautiful. It was so lush and extravagant. But there was something sweet about the way Rock called me pretty, the way he couldn’t stop staring at me like a teenager with his first crush.

I rubbed his cheek with my thumb. “You’re sweet.”

“Oh no,” he groaned with a laugh. “Not sweet.”

“It’s not the kiss of death guys think it is,” I said. “Besides, I know you have a naughty side.”

“You do huh?” His voice was hoarse, and his hands snaked around my waist to cup my bare tits. He pinched my nipples between his fingers and my breath hitched in my throat as my pussy throbbed.

Needy bitch.

“Um, yeah,” I said. His hard dick was making its presence felt between my thighs. “It’s hard to ignore when it’s between my legs.”

He gave a little thrust and a whimper escaped my mouth. “Good. I’m not planning on being ignored tonight. Or ever.”

His tongue flicked out to tease one of my nipples and a second later he was sucking while he teased my other one with his fingers.

I gasped at the sheer pleasure of feeling my tit enveloped in the heat of his mouth, and my hips picked up a rhythm of their own, grinding on his cock, seeking more of the friction that would bring me to orgasm.

I slid my hands into his silky blond hair and let my head fall back as he alternately sucked and licked my nipple, moving from one to the other, one of his hands slipping between our bodies and sliding into my bikini bottoms.

I sighed when he sank his fingers inside me, still sucking my tit.

“You’re so fucking wet,” he murmured against my skin.

I moved on his fingers, working with his rhythm, the water making everything feel light and sensual. “That feels incredible.”

It lasted all of half a minute before he groaned in frustration. “I need to see you, kitten.”

He stood, taking me with him, my legs wrapped around his waist, then turned to place my ass on the edge of the hot tub. After a brief look around, he grabbed one of the towels he’d stacked next to the hot tub.

“Lift,” he ordered.

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