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“But…” His hand slips under my chin and runs down my jaw.
“I don’t know,” I mumble the words because I don’t really have objections right now. I know the ones I should have. The things I should say. But none of them manage to make it past my lips.
“You’ve never been in any sort of box for me. If anything, you run wild in my imagination.”
“Oh.” I’m winning awards for how eloquent I am right now. My high school English teacher would be impressed.
“So like I said, I’m more than happy to help you with any kind of list you have.”
“So helpful.” I can’t help the smile that erupts, and he echoes it.
“Think of me like a Boy Scout, Trix. Trying to learn to pitch a tent? I got you. Want to know how to start a fire? No problem. Need me to grab you by your throat until you can beg for me in another language? I’m all yours.” The smile he gives me ruins the last of my resistance.
Obviously, he didn’t forget everything on the list. I shift in his arms, and my fingers slip back over his shoulders to bring us closer. Because tonight, I think I’m his.
“It’s your birthday. Shouldn’t we be focused on your list?” It’s my turn for a devious grin.
“I told you. My list only has one thing on it.” I can see the restraint in his eyes, the way he’s making sure I know what he’s saying.
“So cross it off.”
His mouth is on mine a second later, and right now, I’m a little bit sorry I ever kissed any man who wasn’t him. I know I shouldn’t compare. But Cooper makes his brother look like a fumbling schoolboy. Especially when it comes to the way he kisses and the way he uses his hands. So I’m dying to find out if the rest will follow suit.
His kiss is all-consuming, and we move through the water until he has me pinned against the wall. His hands drift down my sides under the water, and I wrap my legs around his waist as he grips my thighs. I grind against him as my nails dig into the back of his neck, and he answers me by slipping one hand up my thigh to cup my ass, his fingers digging into my flesh. It sends sparks through me, leaving me wondering what it would be like to have him handle me how he wants.
“Fucking hell, Trix.” His eyes search my face when he comes up for air like he’s seeing me for the first time.
“I’m sorry, I—” I start to say, but he cuts me off.
“You’re not sorry, and neither am I. Not for this.”
I run my hand down his chest and over his abs until I hit the top of his board shorts, and he runs his teeth over my lower lip as he kisses me again. He groans into my mouth when I make my way under the band of his board shorts and wrap my hand around him.
“Sorry for this?” I tease as I stroke him.
“Nah. But I have to tell you the truth too.”
“The truth about what?” I ask, nerves bubbling up but not enough to stop me from my goal.
“Earlier, you admitted you watched me. But I didn’t finish admitting how much I think about you. Imagining it’s you there with me.” Every word is a labored whisper as he starts to breathe heavier against my lips, kissing me intermittently as he confesses what I already secretly hoped was true.
“What was I doing when you were imagining me?”
He lets out an almost inaudible groan and takes a breath before he answers.
“You were spread out on a bed for me, letting me eat your sweet little pussy while you grabbed my hair and pushed my face down, begging me for more.”
I let out a muted laugh, surprised by the answer as much as I am by the man. I slow the pattern of my hand and study his face.
“Not on my knees for you?” I raise a brow. I was almost sure that was what he was imagining when I watched him.
“No. I mean, I wouldn’t say no if you were offering, but I can’t stop thinking about what you taste like. How you’d sound coming while you curse my name. Feeling your fingers dig into the back of my scalp, and one of your pretty little skirts hiked up around your hips.” He kisses his way up my throat and then nips my earlobe. “I’d fuck you so good like that if you’d let me, Trix.”
“I think I need you to fuck me.”
His eyes light with the admission, falling over my face with a hint of surprise in them before a wicked grin forms in their wake.
“I can do that.”
