I narrow my eyes, shaking my head. “No.”
“Please,” he softly purrs, leaning forward, his lips hovering over the shell of my ear. “I’ll keep begging. You know I will.”
I close my eyes as my shoulders tense with anticipation. “Don’t care.”
“Por favor.” He tugs the string harder. He nips the lobe of my ear, lips just barely grazing the skin down to my neck. He inhales sharply as he lets go of the string. I feel disappointed and have to swallow back an aggravated whine.
“Still no…”
“I can beg all night, Jos.”
“Don’t you have a game tomorrow?”
“What does that have to do with anything?” He pulls back, staring down at me with dark hooded eyes.
“Beg if you want. I still won’t care.”
“God, you’re such a—” His jaw tics, eyes darker than they’ve ever been.
“I’m a what?” My pussy clenches.
He cups the side of my neck with both hands, his lips just an inch away from mine. “A fucking brat. So stubborn. So frustrating. So hot…” He blows out an exasperated breath. “Can I kiss you? And don’t play games with me right now. Yes or no? If I can’t, I need to get out.”
I’m such an asshole because I prolong my silence, only smirking at him. He looks like he’s about to lose his shit, and I’m enjoying it.
“Josie?” he presses, voice brimming with frustration and desperation. “Yes or no?”
“Hmmm…I don’t know,” I say softly, innocently.
“What don’t you know?” he grits.
“If that’s where I want you to kiss me.” I squeeze my thighs as my clit pulses.
He drops his hand, cupping the back of my neck and rests his forehead against mine, breathing out a string of curse words in Spanish. “Okay,” he speaks almost too quietly, and I think he’s going to get out of the pool but then he kisses me.
He forces his tongue inside my mouth and it clashes with mine. I have no words to explain the way his mouth vigorously devours mine. It’s hot, breathtaking, and clit shattering.
That’s how it and the rest of my body feels. On the verge of exploding from how intense every inch of me burns from the way he holds and consumes me.
I moan into his mouth and circle my legs around him in the water. The water sloshes around us, reminding me where we’re at and his fear.
He must read my thoughts because he says, “I’m okay, right here. I’m okay as long as you’re okay.”
“I’m okay.” I heave a breath, my chest rising and falling rapidly. “As long as you’re okay, Garcia, I’m okay.”
His Adam’s apples bobs and he nods.
“Whatever you’re thinking, just do it,” I whisper against him, as if it were a secret he and I are sharing.
That’s all it takes for whatever was holding him back to do what he’s thinking. He yanks the top of my bikini down, and my breasts bounce out, nipples harder than ever as he takes them in.
“Fuck, Josie,” he groans and lifts me a little higher so that my breasts are closer to his face. “I dream of this. I dream of you,” he says against my nipple before he sucks one into his mouth.
I tip my head back, moaning as he plays with it. He switches between hard and soft, biting and sucking, rolling and lapping.
“Mmm…Daniel.” My eyes roll back, every nerve inside me going off like fireworks. My fingers work their way through his hair, fisting and pulling it, as he continues to assault both nipples.
I gasp when his teeth sink into the soft skin and mouth latches onto the side of my breast, and when I look down, he’s looking at me and sucking on it hard. I’m struggling between closing my eyes and keeping them open, but when he pulls back and I spot a dark purple spot, I’m glad I kept them open. He does the same for the other. The pleasure is so intense, so good, I can’t help but close my eyes this time.
