Page 57 of Come Find Me Tonight

“Don’t rush me, RJ,” I snap.

“You spent too much time with Enzo.”

Trusting that the water won’t freeze me, I take the steps until I’m in up to my chest. Robby and I swim over to each other, and I instinctively wrap my arms around his neck and cling to him by twisting my legs around his waist. The water is warm, yet the temperature cools the sun’s direct heat well.

“It’s cute he calls you RJ.”

“I tried outgrowing it, but old habits die hard for the family.”

“How’s your mom? And the trip?”

“Oh, fine. She was wondering how we were and how you liked Napa. I told her I wanted to make you a permanent resident here,” he answers.

I gasp. “What’d she say?”

Robby shrugs. “That she wanted me home.”

It’s not fair to keep him in LA any longer…

Robby smirks. “And I told her not to look at the security cameras. At least not until midnight.”

I blush. “Why?”

“So, I could do this.” He reaches behind and unties the two ties holding my bikini top on. He flings it to the side, causing the bikini top to make a slap on the sunbathed concrete before I can register what he’s doing.

“Robby!”

His hands find the bottoms of my thighs, and he shifts me upward until my nipples aren’t covered by the saltwater anymore and are level with his lips. He holds my bottom with one hand and uses his other to pinch my nipple. His mouth finds my other one. I press my chin on the top of his head. He switches sides, and that nipple is more sensitive. I moan into his hair and press my cheek to his head.

He releases my now extremely firm nipple. “Want to take this up a notch?” he asks.

“Oh, God. What?” I ask.

He grins and reaches his hand lower. Low enough to push the thin strip of fabric covering my sex out of the way. “Reach down and pull my dick out through the fly,” he orders. I study his eyes, trying to gauge if this is some weird test.

“Fine, if you’re sure,” I whisper, and he enthusiastically nods.

I slip my arm from its resting place on his shoulder and trail my fingertips down his side. When I reach the top edge of his board shorts, I palm his outline through the slick material. Robby groans in response, closing his eyes and throwing his head back. I wish I had the self-control to tease him for longer, but I don’t, even if he was just inside me last night.

I reach through the fly, grabbing him with the kind of force I know he uses on himself, and slip his length through the fly.

“Ride it,” he challenges.

He’s so hard that I don’t even have to guide myself. I lift my hips up and sink all the way down. “Ah!” I cry out, gripping the back of his neck.

“That’s it, baby.”

Water sloshes between us as we try to meet each other’s thrusts. My being on top of Robby never stops him from trying to control the pace, whether we’re in bed…or water, apparently.

“You seem busy,” that damn deep voice calls from the fence. I gasp again, but not out of lust this time. I glance over my shoulder, and Enzo is leaning against the other side of the metal fence. My eyes quickly dart back to Robby, and I bury my face in his shoulder to hide my burning cheeks. My stomach lurches, but Robby puts his hand on the back of my head, possibly to comfort or protect me.

“What do you want, E?” Robby’s hoarse voice vibrates against my face, and he doesn’t pause. His hips keep ramming into me.

“R, when you’re free, I could use an extra set of hands at the stables for a minute.”

Robby maintains focus on me. “Okay. Urgent?” I lift my head off his shoulder, and his eyes flicker in the direction Enzo’s voice is coming from. Robby brings his focus back to me, tilting my chin up. I give him a nod.

I’m still in it, but God, this is weird.