His gaze sweeps from my feet up to my throat, pausing at every exposed inch of my skin beneath my high-cut black bikini. I suddenly feel like I’m completely naked and my heart is beating so loud I’m sure he can hear it.
“Hey,” he says, voice low and deep. “I was worried you’d bail.”
I swallow hard. “I said I’d be here.” I try to play it cool, but the tremor in my voice gives away how nervous I am.
He raises the champagne. “Join me?”
I nod, step to the edge, and drop my cover-up onto a lounge chair. My skin prickles in the cool air. I slide into the hot tub, and instantly my entire body relaxes.
Beck pours the champagne with one hand, glancing down just long enough to fill the glass. “You look incredible,” he drawls, a smile tugging at his lips.
I swear he makes everything seem so effortless.
“You too,” I admit, watching the way his throat works as he sips. “This whole invitation was very… unexpected.”
He grins. “I had to shoot my shot. I thought you forgot, Maddy.” He holds out the champagne.
“I thoughtyoudid.” I take the glass. The liquid is cold, perfect. The bubbles rise as I swallow a mouthful.
He leans in, his nose brushing my ear. “I haven’t stopped thinking about you since that night in the hotel.”
My tongue goes dry. “Oh,” I breathe out, my thighs already clenching under the warm water.
He’s closer now, the jets making everything a little blurry beneath the surface. A ripple of excitement rolls through my core at the thought of his skin touching mine.
“You looked happy today at the pool,” he continues. “I like seeing you happy.” His foot brushes mine under the water, and my entire nervous system misfires.
“I like being happy,” I reply, wondering if I actually sound as stupid as I think I do.
He laughs. “Well, this is too weird, you can tell me to fuck off, but I’m not going to pretend anymore like I don’t fucking remember how good you felt wrapped around me.”
My breath hitches at his words. I finish my champagne, set the glass down, and slide closer.
“Fuck it,” I say, and then I kiss him.
He tastes like champagne, and at first, his tongue moves slowly and carefully, like he’s afraid to push too hard. His hands stay on the edge of the tub, not touching me, even as his lips move over mine. I want to scream at him to hurry up, to touch me, like he did the last time.
I break away, panting. “Are you going to make me do all the work?”
He grins, his eyes hooded. “If you want something, Maddy, you’ve got to take it. I’ve been waiting on you.”
My pussy aches.Challenge accepted.
I move into his lap, water surging over us. My thighs straddle his, and his hands finally come alive, finding my waist, then sliding up my back and landing in my hair.
He kisses me deeper this time, mouth open and greedy, and I moan into it. I grind against him, and there’s no hiding the way his cock is already hard, pressing against the fabric of my bottoms.
“Jesus, Maddy,” he mutters. He grabs my ass, pulls me tighter to him, and I let out a moan just before he pulls my mouth to his again, though he pauses before our lips brush.
“If you want to stop, say so. I don’t want to make work weird for you.”
“Will it be weird for you?” I whisper.
He presses his lips to my chin. “No. But I just might have to bend you over my desk when I get a spare moment.”
My breath catches. “Then don’t stop.Please.”
And that’s all it takes.
