“I’m on the pill, and I’m clean.” She turned away from him and leaned toward the edge. She glanced over her shoulder. The naked desire in his gaze sent a flood of heat to her pussy and emboldened her. “I need to feel you inside me. Please.”
Within seconds, Xander was out of his swim trunks. She didn’t have time to appreciate his sculpted abs or his thick cock before he was behind her. His hands ran over her ass, squeezing. His lips and tongue trailed up her spine.
“You’re so damn perfect, Freya.”
Before she could respond, he slid into her in one long thrust.
She groaned as he stretched her, and wetness flooded her. She was so full. “So good,” she murmured. “You feel so good.”
“Holy fuck, baby,” he growled as he began to move.
Fireworks sparked within her, and she gripped the edge of the hot tub. Her knuckles turned white as he worked her, her pussy fluttering around him. In and out he thrust, driving her wild. Water sloshed over the sides of the hot tub, but she didn’t care. When he reached around and his fingers rubbed hard circles over her clit, she exploded. Her pussy clenched his cock and he pounded into her, his rhythm becoming erratic as he came.
“Oh my God,” she said on an exhale, dropping her forehead to the edge of the hot tub. The movement pushed her hips back, and he groaned, still buried within her.
His hands squeezed her hips and smoothed over her cheeks. “Oh my God is right.” He slowly pulled out, and she immediatelymissed him. She felt his come trickling out of her, and she glanced over her shoulder.
His gaze was locked between her thighs, a renewed hunger sizzling in his expression.
“See something you like?” she teased, wiggling her hips.
His dark eyes flickered to hers and then back between her legs. “You have no idea, baby.”
She grinned. There was something about this man that had her throwing her inhibitions—and every rule she’d set for herself—out the window.
His hands moved to her waist, and he squeezed.
She yelped when he pulled her against his chest and sank back into the water.
With her back to his chest, he wrapped his arms around her and pressed a kiss to her temple. “Well, that was fun.”
She chuckled and dropped her head against him. “Sure was.” Yeah, she could get used to this.
He let out a sigh. “If you give me twenty, we can go for round two but...” He glanced around them and chuckled. “I think we should try out a bed.”
“I wouldn’t be opposed.” She grinned and tilted her head to look at him. “Don’t get me wrong, this was amazing, but a bed would be nice.”
He plucked at her top that was rolled up and scrunched around her waist. “This is cute, though.”
Rolling her eyes, she adjusted her top so it was back on and then leaned back against him.
“You know what, Frey?” he asked, his hands running over her thighs.
Excitement began to brew anew as he pulled her legs apart. “What’s that?”
“Since I’m gonna have to add a shit ton of chlorine to the hot tub anyway...” His fingers played between her thighs, and shemoaned, rocking against the growing erection tucked against her bare ass. “We may as well go for round two right now. Don’t want to waste all the chlorine, right? What do you say?”
He slipped two fingers into her, and she groaned. “I really like the way you think, Xander Bonetti.”
He nipped at her neck and his fingers pumped in and out of her. “Well, I really like you, Freya Hansen.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
They’d ended up going three rounds in the hot tub. Or was it two and a half? After Freya had ridden him reverse-cowgirl-style, she’d given him some time to recover before she commanded he sit on the hot tub ledge. Yeah, that’s right.Commanded. His sweet girl was a bossy little thing. Not that he minded. Not at all. Especially since she’d eagerly taken him down her throat. It had been so damn hot, and she’d sucked him so fucking good, he’d seen stars and come within minutes.
After their hot tub naked times, he’d added extra chlorine to the water because, well... bodily fluids, right?
While he’d grilled up some steaks for dinner, he’d made a mental note to not only check the pH levels in the morning, but to also delete the security video footage overlooking his back deck. After dinner, they’d shared the two remaining cobblers. Though truth be told, he’d probably gotten one bite of the blueberry and maybe three bites of the strawberry-rhubarb. Not that he cared. He loved finding out these little things about her. She didn’t like sharing her dessert. And when she was bossy, it was sexy as hell.
