Page 75 of Grant’s Blaze

I prevented myself from blurting those words by murmuring, “Stop gawking, baby, and put some of this on my back, please.”

“Sure. Yeah,” he said absently, accepting the sunblock tube from me. “Are you going to take your dress off, hot stuff?”

“Yes, smarty pants. Do you want to swim with me?”

“I would love to. But only if I get to feel you up under the water.”

“I was hoping you would,” I purred back. “But only when no one’s looking.”

“Fuck that. I don’t care who sees me touching what’s mine. This suit, baby.” He leaned back a little to fully take me in. “And now you’ve done it. How am I supposed to even stand up now? These board shorts do nothing to hide anything.”

He adjusted his cock in his swim trunks, and he wasn’t kidding. I could see every shadowed outline of his glorious shaft.

“Think unsexy thoughts for a couple of minutes so you can settle things down in there. I’ll be in the water.” I pushed my way between his legs to give him a quick kiss and said very quietly, “And you can tell me what the hell is going on with Elijah and Hannah.”

“I was hoping you knew.”

I shook my head and pulled away, swatting his hand so we wouldn’t keep getting worked up. As I walked away, I heard the pained groan when he finally saw the back of my bathing suit. The bottoms were very cheeky, so he was getting a good eyeful of my derriere as I walked.

At the shallow end of the pool, I took advantage of the steps to work my way into the water. It wasn’t cold by any means, but it took a little getting used to. The women were chatting there in a group and called me into the circle to join them. Pia, Abbigail, Dori, and another woman I’d never met worked me right into their conversation.

“Rio, I don’t think you’ve met Wren, have you?” Abbi asked. “She’s Pia’s assistant.”

“And lifesaver more times than I can count,” Pia added.

“Stop. You would get along just fine without me. Vela is old enough now. You don’t really need a nanny anymore. And the work you do for Shark Enterprises…well, you have everything so streamlined.”

Dori touched the girl’s arm. “I think you should be quiet because you’re kind of talking yourself out of a job. Unless that’s what you’re trying to do?”

“No! Of course not,” Wren answered. “I love working for Ms. Shark.”

“All righty, then,” Pia added, clearly wanting to change the subject. “Who’s hungry? Maybe we should dry off and work on bringing the food out from the house.” She looked at our hostess to see if she had a different plan.

“Sounds good to me,” Abbi said just as Grant dived into the pool at the deep end and began swimming underwater toward the group.

“Hold on to those tiny bottoms, sister,” Abbigail teased. “He’s coming up right behind you.”

I giggled and turned just in time for Grant to swim right into my crotch. I yelped and grabbed on to his cheeks while he came up from beneath the surface. “Oh my God! I can’t believe you made it all the way across the pool like that.”

He tugged my body against his, and I automatically wrapped my legs around his waist. Grant must have been on his knees in the shallower depth to keep us submerged as much as we were.

He growled when we rubbed against each other in the most delicious way. “Baby, I have so many talents you don’t know about.”

“Is that right? And I thought I’d seen all your tricks by now.”

He gave me that wolfish grin that usually rushed moisture between my thighs. Damn, I was so into this guy. It exhilarated and scared me on every single level.

“No, Blaze. We’re just getting started. I spend hours thinking of new ways to light your fire.”

“I think you might need a more challenging job or something. It sounds like you have too much free time.” I grinned.

After that comment, he dunked us both under the water. I came up sputtering and laughing, shaking out my hair to get the longer strands out of my face. Thankfully I’d gone with waterproof mascara this morning, or I’d look like a crack whore.

“You’ll pay for that. When you least expect it.” I tried to sound sinister, but we both knew he’d always have the upper hand. He knew how to dominate me in every way.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and rested my chin on his muscular shoulder. His skin was already picking up a golden glow from the sun, and I was jealous. I never tanned, only burned. White to pink to red—that was my sun-kissed fate.

“I love holding you so close like this. You feel so perfect in my arms here.” He murmured it for just my ears. We had moved away from everyone else in the water, but still, it was a tender moment just between us. A respite I desperately needed.