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“Please,” I moan. “I need more.”
“My pleasure.”
He disappears again, and goddamn, it feels amazing to have him between my legs. Ezra never shuts up, and that skill seems to translate to the way his tongue moves on me. Like he’s telling a story on my clit.
While I’m still cross-eyed with pleasure, he pulls me lower so that I’m floating on my back while he devours me. The water muffles all sound, and I can’t help but squeeze my thighs around his head and blink as I see stars.
Just as I teeter on the edge of an orgasm, he comes up for air again.
“Haven’t you ever heard of engaging in foreplay like a normal person?” I pant.
“Nothing about either of us is normal, pet. There’s a time and a place for boring sex, and a time and a place for waterfall foreplay.”
I can’t argue with that.
Ezra moves his hand from my lower back, and I let my body sink. He pulls me into him. With my legs around his waist, his length presses against my pussy. Despite the chill in the water, he’s had no trouble maintaining a rock-hard erection.
Unwinding my legs from his waist, I smile up at him. “Your turn.”
Using his powerful body like a buddy line, I lower myself until my mouth meets his dick. Whenever I let go of his hips, however, my body begins to rise to the surface. Ezra recognizes the problem and scoots back so that he can sit on a rock while holding me below the water.
We work out a system. I suck him until I’m nearly drowning, and then he pulls me up. It’s going swell until I’m ripped out of the water by my arm.
But then I look down and realize Ezra is still sitting on the rock, the look on his face showcasing the perplexity I feel. As I dangle above the water, I turn to identify my captor...and I come face to face with Ice Pick.
“You can’t drown the other participants!” he shouts as he starts to drag me to shore. I wriggle in his hold, but I can’t get free.
“I was letting him!” I shout, and his meaty hand finally releases my arm.
I tumble back into the water, but I don’t bother fussing about my predicament. I just sink lower to cover my breasts. Humiliated doesn’t begin to cover it, least of all my nudity. If the heat from my full-body blush sends the water into a rolling boil, I won’t be surprised.
“Ice Pick,” Ezra says with a smile. “I wasn’t actually drowning her, though I think she’d like that.”
I swim closer to Ezra and punch him in the side.Shut up, I mouth.
Ice Pick spins his namesake in his hand before he sets it in the grass. Then he whips his shorts down his sunburned legs. God, I’ve seen enough dicks on this vacation to last a lifetime.
Though I haven’t spent much time with Ice Pick, I know he isn’t fabulous at reading the room. He proves me right with his next action. Completely nude, he takes a running leap into the pool.
Water rushes toward me and slams into my face. As I’m sputtering and scraping pond water from my eyes, I can only imagine some sort ofJaws-meets-porn mashup. I scoot closer to Ezra so that I’m practically in his lap. If Ice Pick wants to bite anything of mine, he’ll get a bite of Ezra right along with it.
Ice Pick pops up with a hearty laugh, water dripping from his mustache. “You’re a pretty thing, sunshine,” he says with a smile as he drifts toward me.
Ezra calmly slips between us. “That pretty thing ismine, Ice,” he says with a smile. “I like you, but I don’t like you enough to share her attention.”
Ice Pick raises his hands in a placating gesture. “I didn’t realize you had a claim staked already. No disrespect intended, Ezra. I guess I missed nearly the whole damn retreat, including your budding romance. I’ve been holed up in my villa since shortly after the Olympics. I think I ate something bad the first night.”
Ate something bad? Like a person, perchance?
Ezra nods. “At least you didn’t miss the hunt.”
“Even if I wasn’t feeling better, I wouldn’t miss the hunt for anything.” Ice Pick moves closer to us. A little too close. I can see his tiny soldier underneath the water, and he’s little more than a helmet. God bless it.
“It’s sure to be a big to do,” Ezra says with a nod.
How is he just casually carrying on a conversation right now? I couldn’t be more uncomfortable with our group nudity. Three’s for sure a crowd.
“Well, I read this wrong,” Ice Pick says with a fading smile. “I think I’d better head back to the beach. Chef’s making a sandwich board for lunch.”
