“I know, sweetheart. I can feel just how much you were enjoying it.”
Eventually I gave in and started massaging her clit under the water. It wasn’t enough pressure for her to have an orgasm or anything, just a little teasing. But I forced myself to stop for only a moment. “Because we need to talk about us.”
“I thought we already did?” She tried to navigate my hand to its original spot, but I grabbed it and intertwined our fingers together, kissing each of her knuckles. I was obsessed with touching any part of her I could.
We had been making out in her pool for a good twenty minutes by that point and had only just come up for air. She was still straddling me, and I didn’t know how much longer I was going to last out there, so I wanted to get this conversation over with while my mouth wasn’t otherwise in use.
“We need to talk about Cara.”
She frowned and got off me. “If you don’t want to have sex, just say so, Drea.”
I pulled her back to me and rolled my eyes, gripping her hips and sitting her on me once more. She wrapped her legs back around me and I was rewarded with a sweet wet kiss.
“First of all, I will never not want to have sex with you, Blair Sterling. But I’m serious, what are we going to tell her? That we’re dating? That we are just sleeping together? That I take you from beh?—”
She shut me up with a splash of water to my face. “Definitely not telling her that last part, thank you. I don’t know how she’s going to take it. We’ve been pretending for so long that we hate each other. I don’t know how it’ll go, going from one extreme to the next.”
I shrugged. “I don’t think we’ve been pretending to hate each other. We did hate each other at one point, but we haven’t exactly been honest with her either. Mixing business with pleasure might cause some issues with her. As you know, her career is very important to her and she is very big on professionalism.”
She snorted. “That’s an understatement. And yes, I agree. So maybe we just don’t tell her, at least until after the signing when we technically aren’t working together anymore.”
The idea of hiding her from anyone made me sick to my stomach, but she had a point. It would just make things messy if we said anything right now.
“You’re right. So maybe it’s best if we don’t tellanyone? Mackenzie and Fallon are friendly with her. Kaia already knows from the last time you were in my office, but I will have another conversation with her to make it very clear it stays between us.”
She started kissing me, and when her hand traveled down to my wet clit, my legs wanted to give out. “So, I’m like your dirty little secret? Kinky.”
I laughed at her use of the word kinky and shamelessly pushed myself into her touch. “As long as you’re mine, you can be whatever you want to be.”
I carried her out of the pool and walked toward her house, closing the door behind us.
I didn’t want the neighbors to see what I was going to do to her next.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Blair
After our late-night swim, I hadn’t seen Drea in a few days and I was having withdrawals, but not just from the sex.
It was weird to say, but I missed her. I missed her laugh, her witty personality, and the warmth of her touch, even as we sat on the couch watching trashy television shows.
I had been working on my new book a lot these past few days, and she had maid of honor duties to handle, but she was supposed to be coming over for dinner tonight, not that we would even make it to dinner. We rarely did. I didn’t make anything for that exact reason. I planned to order something after we said hello.
When I heard a knock, I was too eager as I ran to open the door, dragging Drea inside. She wore a black crop top and I could see her nipples through the fabric. Her boobs were making my mouth water and her stomach was begging to be touched. She’d paired the top with a pair of gray sweatpants that looked so comfortable I wanted to slip inside them with her.
“You look so freaking sexy today.” I groaned as I kissed her against the door. “Ahh!” I screamed. I felt something hard between us and it scared the shit out of me.
“I see you two have met.” She smirked.
I went back to her and felt the outside of the spot that had hit me. “What?”
For a second I was confused until I felt around a little and instantly became drenched. I was so aroused I couldn’t see straight. “Are you packing, Drea Voss?”
Her wink told me all I needed to know. I reached my hand down her pants to confirm she, in fact, was packing. A thick dildo was attached to a pair of boxer briefs. Holy shit, I was about to get wrecked.
I started kissing her as I slowly massaged the toy. I must have been doing something right, because she started to moan and I swore I could’ve fallen apart at the sound.
The sounds of her pleasure only fueled my desire, and I wrapped my hand around the cock and pumped it a few times, twisting and applying a little bit more pressure as my boldness grew.
