‘Not yet.’ Sculpted arms lift me effortlessly from the water and onto the side of the pool. Broad muscular shoulders part my thighs, as Jayden inches his perfect pecs between my legs.
I need to feel him. To have him fill me up. The way he’s drawing this out only makes me want it more. And he knows it.
Greedy hands grip my backside, inching me towards the slippery ledge of the pool until I’m hanging on the edge.
‘I want to taste you.’ His lips brush my inner thigh and my sex throbs in response.Traitor.
How can I be ready again so quickly?
Because Jayden Cooper is the hottest man you’ve ever laid eyes on, and right now he’s naked between your legs.
Add in the alfresco part and I’m pure putty.
His hot tongue dips over my sex. I cry out in sheer uninhibited pleasure. ‘Are you trying to kill me or what?’
I feel his grin, but he doesn’t stop those slow, maddening strokes. The man is insanely gifted. He knows exactly what to do with a woman’s body.
Because he’s had hundreds. A ripple of irritation spreads across my spine.
As if sensing it, his thick fingers grip my thighs, securing my legs in position as he ups the pace with that talented tongue. Every delicious stroke reassures me it’s me he wants.
Dizzying hot waves of bliss pulse repeatedly through me. I’m so close it’s blinding. Just as my orgasm’s building at the back of my eyelids, he stops, pulls back and gazes up at me with a cruel, gorgeous smirk. ‘Tell me again how much you hate me.’
He’s ruthless in bed as well as business.
My white knuckles grip the side of the pool as I shimmy further forward, closer to that clever mouth. ‘At this precise second, I really fucking hate you.’
‘You want more?’ Dark pupils glint mischievously. ‘Is that what you’re telling me?’
He has me exactly where he wants. And he knows it. But I’m too lust-riddled in this moment to care. A hot quivering mess. In all my one-night stands, I’ve never known desire like it. I need him.
His fingers continue to pin my thighs apart as his eyes drink me in. ‘Say it, Princess, and it’s yours. Tell me what you need.’
‘Jayden, I need you to make me come.’
‘How?’
‘With your tongue.’
‘Say it. Say “Jayden, I need your tongue on my clit.”’
Nobody has ever had this effect on me. I’m far from shy, but fucking hell, he’s pushing my limits in the most deliciously decadent way.
Careful what you wish for, right?
I groan as his tongue flicks over me persuasively before darting away again. It’s unbearable in the most hedonistic way.
I submit. ‘Jayden, I need your tongue on my clit.’ I’m too turned on to be embarrassed.
‘Good girl. Now, eyes open. I want you to watch.’
Oh my god.
When I thought this couldn’t get any hotter, he cranks it up another hundred degrees.
Our heated eyes lock as his mouth captures me and I groan in sheer undulated pleasure. He lets out a moan of approval as I tilt my pelvis up for him.
What he’s doing to me is sexy as hell, but what’s really getting me off is the way he’s watching. Like he’s enjoying this as much as I am. He has an innate way of making me feel like I’m the only woman in the world.
