Page 77 of Wild Thing
It was then I noticed that she was grinding on me. Up and down, she rolled her hips into mine, under the water.
Leaning into me, she whispered. “Who’s name?’
Closing my eyes, I allowed my body to feel every sensation. From her nails scratching down my back, to her hot breath on my neck, to that friction caused by her hips.
She’s driving me fucking crazy.
If this wasn’t a hotel pool I would have ripped those bikini’s off and fucked her right then and there. My hands dropped to her firm ass as she continued to grind herself on me. “A bad girl's.”
She worked her hips up and down on me and all I could think about was how she would feel wrapped around my cock.
“Do you know any bad girls, Brax?” She asked, her breath labored, as she brought her face to meet mine.
The water lapped at our chins as she worked me breathless.
“The baddest.”
Her breath shuddered, our lips were almost touching. “I want you,” she whispered, running her smooth, pink tongue along my bottom lip.
I gripped her ass tighter, digging my fingers into her firm skin.
Fuck, she could bring me to climax just by doing this.
But that wasn’t an option, not in the pool.
She looked up towards the hotel. Alarm flashed in her eyes. "Shit," she said. "I've got to go."
Hurriedly, she unlocked herself from me, and swam to the ladder.
What the fuck?
With my brain still firmly in my shorts, I watched her hoist herself up the pool ladder, water dripping off that beautiful, sun-kissed, toned body.
Halfway up the ladder, she turned to face me, nodding towards my shorts. “Down boy.”
She winked at me, then grabbed her towel and headed back inside the hotel, leaving me alone in the pool with a raging hard on.
I lifted my gaze, trying to figure out what had made her leave so abruptly. And there, halfway up the building, I spotted a figure standing at the window.
Watching.
It was Steven.
Fuck.
Twenty-Two
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Feeling the bath water, I nearly burned a layer of skin off my fingers.
“Damn, that’s hot.”
I leaned over the side of the tub and turned off the facet. The water was scalding hot, too hot to get into straight away.
It was early evening and I was eager to sink into the warm bubble bath and relax. I had it all sorted; low mood lighting, a glass of red and I had placed my kindle and vibrator on the table next to the bath.
The plan was to read some smut and have some fun.
