“It’s from all the tension.” Ryder sets the suitcase by the stairs, his eyes never stopping their constant sweep of the room. “I can help you release some of that tension if you want.” He winks, a mischievous glint in his eye.
My heart races, a pleasant warmth spreading through my body and settling low in my belly. “What did you have in mind?”
“I thought we could go for a swim.” He points to the pool visible through the large windows and winks.
“Ryder!” I spring up from the couch, attempting to swat his shoulder.
He catches my wrist, his grip firm but gentle. My eyes widen, a wave of heat flowing to my core.
“What? I was talking about swimming. What were you thinking?” He raises an eyebrow, his thumb caressing the sensitive skin of my inner wrist.
“I know what you’re trying to do.” He’s attempting to maneuver me, to make me say what I meant. To make me be the first to admit I was thinking about sex. But I have no intention of giving him that victory. Two can play at this game.
“I’m not trying to do anything. Just suggested a swim to relieve some tension.”
“You know what?” I look directly into his eyes, steeling myself. “That’s an excellent idea. I can turn on the jacuzzi. It has fantastic jets.” I smile, my grin widening as I watch his lips part.
I don’t wait for a response. I strip off my clothes, letting each garment fall to the floor with deliberate slowness. I stand naked before him, enjoying the way his eyes darken with desire as they roam over my body. I walk toward the patio, swaying my hips with each step and letting him stew in the mess he created.
I press the button to activate the jacuzzi. As soon as the water bubbles to life, I sink in, settling onto the side and leaning my head back. The warm water caresses my skin, and I let out a soft moan of pleasure.
“Are you coming in?” I ask, peering at Ryder through half-lidded eyes. “The water’s perfect.”
He stands frozen, his gaze intense, a visible bulge forming in his jeans. “You’re playing a dangerous game, Little Trouble.”
I trail my fingers through the water, letting droplets cascade down my breasts. “I’m not playing any game. I’m just relaxing. This was your idea, remember?”
“Naked?”
“I didn’t feel like hunting for a swimsuit, and this is my private yard after all.”
He growls, the sound sending a shiver down my spine.
“You’re welcome to join me.” I pat the space beside me. “There’s plenty of room.”
He sighs but reaches for his belt buckle, undoing it with practiced ease. He leaves his clothes in a careless pile on the ground and slides into the water.
I squeal as water splashes over me, droplets clinging to my skin.
“I think I’ve worked up an appetite,” he says, placing a hand on either side of me, his hard length brushing against my stomach.
“The kitchen’s over there.” I point toward the house, my eyes never leaving his.
“Not that kind of hunger.” His grin is predatory and sends heat pooling between my thighs.
His hands glide over my body, ghosting over my breasts and trailing down to my waist.
“What are you doing?”
In one swift motion, he lifts me out of the water, setting me on the edge of the pool. The cool air hits my wet skin, and I shiver, goosebumps erupting across my flesh, my nipples hardening.
Ryder’s eyes roam over me, his expression a mix of awe and desire. “Oh, baby,” he murmurs, his voice filled withreverence. “You’re breathtaking. And I’m about to feast on you.”
He grips my thighs, spreading them as his head dips. Then his tongue is on me, flicking against my clit with expert precision.
I moan, my hands automatically burying themselves in his hair, gripping tight. His mouth moves with purpose, alternating between vigorous licks and deep, insistent sucks. Each movement of his hot tongue plunging inside me sends waves of pleasure coursing through my body.
“Fuck, Ryder.”
