Page 78 of A Song for You

Cat kicks her pants in my direction. “Come on, tight-ass, I know you don’t want me in the hot tub without you.”

I yank on my tie, working it back and forth as I stalk toward her. “You’re dead, woman.”

She smiles. “Worth it.” She slips into the water, and I fumble with the buttons of my shirt, watching Kevin, who keeps his eyes closed until Cat is fully submerged in the water and only her shoulders and head are visible.

“Can I open my eyes yet?” Kev asks just as I’ve kicked my boxers off.

I huff and step to the edge of the hot tub. “Yeah.” I slide into the water beside Cat and pull her close. “But touch her, and you’re dead.” I glare at Nikki as well. She’s friends with Mia. I wouldn’t put it past any of these fuckers tonight. Then I tug on Cat’s hip and press my face into her neck. “You trying to give me a heart attack?”

She pulls herself onto my lap and straddles me. With her breasts in my face, her ass in my hands, and her pussy warm against my rock-hard cock, I mutter, “What are you doing?”

She wiggles on top of me and giggles. Then twists at the waist and quips, “Can someone tell him to calm down?”

Kevin smirks as he meets my eyes. “Your girl has a point. Relax.”

Snuggled up next to him, Nikki smiles, but she’s mostly silent. It takes me only a minute to realize she’s jerking Kevin off while he sits there with a smug, calm look on his face.

I shake my head with a laugh. “Fucker.”

Cat rubs against me again.

Turning my attention back to her and gripping her hips, I say, “Let’s go to bed.”

Her lips find mine. Her skin is damp and heated, and her cheeks are rosy. “I thought this was what you liked,” she whispers.

“Cat,” I say seriously. “I’m not sharing you.”

“Who said anything about sharing? I just want you to touch me.” With deft fingers, she grabs my hand and places it on her breast. When I squeeze, she moans and rubs herself over me again. Fuck, she feels good.

I slide my thumb against her nipple, and she arches back, seeking more friction between us. Giving her the attention she wants, I lean down and take her nipple in my mouth.

“Yes,” she hisses.

“My girl likes the audience, huh?” I ask, peering up at her.

She bites her lip and nods, her eyes flashing hot.

“You want to give them a show, Kitten?” I ask darkly. Once we do this, there is no going back. And yet the shiver of excitement that rolls through her seals the deal. Over her shoulder, I grit out, “This isn’t a fucking invitation; you can look, but that’s it.”

Kevin smirks. I’ve never been so fucking crazy in my life. He moves Nikki onto his lap, her back to his chest and his hand between her legs, but his attention remains focused on us. He knows the real prize is in my arms right now.

Cat is the unattainable. The girl a guy would do any fucking thing to keep.

I snatch a towel from the stack next to the hot tub and lay it on the edge, then lift Cat onto it. Her eyes go wide from the shock of the cool air against her heated skin. She’s nibbling that bottom lip and scanning our faces. It’s obvious she’s nervous, but she doesn’t cover herself either.

Naked and fucking gorgeous, she settles her gaze on me like she’s waiting for direction. “Spread your legs for them, Kitten,” I murmur, sinking lower in the water and nudging her legs apart with my head.

Pressing my palms against her legs, I hold her still as I kiss up her thigh. Behind me, Nikki moans, but my focus is entirely on the mouth-watering vision before me. I slide my middle finger between her warm lips, relishing in just how aroused she is being on display like this. “Look at this perfect pussy. So pretty and weeping for me. You want my mouth, Kitten?”

With her lip caught between her teeth and her eyes darting between me and the voyeurs, she moans. It’s high-pitched, and I’m not even sure she’s aware of it.

Kevin’s rasp breaks through the silence. “She’s gorgeous, isn’t she?” The splashing of the water tells me he’s working her over good.

She groans. “So gorgeous.”

“She’s even prettier when she comes,” I say, teasing her lips with my finger. “Should we show them, Kitten? Will you show them how beautiful you are?” Dipping closer, I slide my tongue against her soft lips.

“Oh, so good,” she murmurs, head thrashing and hands grasping fistfuls of my hair, guiding me to exactly where she wants me. The world falls away as I lick and suck, her moans the only sounds I hear, her taste my only interest, and her pleasure my sole focus. But as much as this is for her, I get off on it too. When I peer up at her to gauge her reaction, she’s staring at the scene behind me.