But this isn’t about them. My hands skim down her back to the waistband of her shorts, slipping my fingers below the cotton fabric to find her bare-assed under them. I groan, sending my hands down further to cup her cheeks and move her slowly up and down over my cock.
She glances over her shoulder, her eyes connecting with theirs before she grips my head with both of her hands and trails her tongue over my lip. I can’t stop myself. My mouth slams down on hers, and I take. I devour. And she moans loudly, like she can’t get enough.
I don’t care if they’re watching. I want more.
Tearing my mouth from hers, I set her down, turn her around to face them, and shove her shorts off her hips. She cries out, startled at first, but then reaches up and back to clasp her hands around my neck, a hum sounding in her throat. My hand dives between her legs, pulling her against me.
Archer and Kingston wade closer, their interest piqued. Kingston’s gaze drifts down, and he stares with hooded eyes at her naked lower half, visible under the water, my fingers moving over her clit in quick circles until she’s gasping and digging her nails into my skin. Heat flashes through me as I try in vain to mentally process everything that’s happening—the splashing water, her wet skin, the eyes on us.Fuck.I’m half dizzy with it and my dick is so hard, I can think of nothing other than the way it’d felt to be inside her.
Elliot moans, “Oh, god. Yes. Just like that.” Then a shuddery breath cascades over her lips. “I need—”
Intuitively knowing, I grasp one leg at the juncture of her thigh and hold her open while I slip my fingers down further to thrust into her hot, tight pussy. Her muscles clench around me. It’s a different sensation, touching her underwater. I fuckin’ like it. I bring her to the brink, her chest heaving hard. “Cannon.” I graze my lips over her temple, continuing to slip my fingers in and out, while she grinds down on the heel of my hand. All at once, her muscles tighten and her movements slow, and as if the tension in her is a rubber band that has been pulled as taut as it will go… she snaps. Her chest rises and falls with shallow breaths, her body undulating in the water as her pussy squeezes my fingers. So fuckin’ beautiful.
I want nothing more than to impale her with my thick cock right here, right now, but I don’t know if she’d be into that. Trying to control myself, I press wet kisses along the side of her neck.
“Hold it. What was that?” Kingston grits. His eyes are glazed over with desire but sharpen at a noise coming from the direction of the house.
Archer’s jaw tightens and his brow furrows as he shifts to look over his shoulder. “Is anyone else home?”
Elliot follows his gaze, a shudder racking her body. “Alec and Joel are, but Cannon kinda banished them to the basement.” She lets out a slow exhale. “Which I guess has a really great view of the pool.”
Kingston freezes, his eyes flicking to mine. “What does she meanbanished?”
I bristle behind Elliot, a heavy breath blasting past my lips. The muscle at the back of my jaw twitches at the tone of his voice.
“I’m fine. They were being assholes. But Cannon showed up.” She draws in a breath as she twists to look up at me, a determined look on her face.
Our eyes lock, and I see all the trust she has in me… which is great. But fuck. I knew I should have talked to the guys about it before I got into the pool with her. My jaw clenches. I gesture with an impatient hand to the lounge chairs and table where I left my phone.
Archer grits his teeth as he runs his hand through his wet hair and makes a grab for Elliot’s shorts, which are floating on the surface of the pool about six feet away. As soon as he comes back with them, I nod, and he holds them out for her so she can step into them, while Kingston and I head out of the pool.
I snatch up a towel, drying my hands so I can communicate. Sitting down with my phone, I quickly shoot him a few texts before he can say a word.
They were trying to intimidate her.
Asked her if she was scared.
Called her princess.
Had her backed up against a wall.
Kingston reads that, pressing his lips together in a tight line. “Did they touch her?”
I don’t think so.
I didn’t ask too many questions.
But I knocked their heads together. Hard.
Sent them downstairs.
Wanted them outta my face.
Kingston glances over at the pool where Archer and Elliot are exiting. Under his breath, he grinds out, “All while we were right fucking here. They’ve got balls, I’ll give them that. Won’t keep them long if they don’t leave her alone.” His eyes flick to her, and back to meet mine. “And you two?”
We haven’t discussed anything.
But I think we’re okay.
