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Unable to tear his gaze away, he watched, like some sort of pervert hiding in the dark night. She moved through the water like a goddess, her hair slicked back, her skin gleaming. After the vigorous laps, she’d floated with her eyes closed, only her face showing, becoming completely weightless in the water. He’d grasped his erect cock, stroked himself mindlessly at the thought of joining her. Touching her.
Fucking her.
Unable to stand it any longer, he’d slipped on his jeans and run outside, stopping at the lounge chair where she left a towel. Snatching it up, he’d hidden in the shadows of a tree, knowing she would come out soon, knowing she would look for her now missing towel.
He hadn’t expected her to be so bold. Certainly hadn’t expected her to give him such a blatant view of all she had to offer. Drinking her in from behind had been amazing enough. The graceful curve of her back, the twin dimples that rested above the most perfect heart-shaped ass ever created, those long legs he could only imagine wrapped around his hips as he plunged deep inside her.
Then she’d turned, giving him an up close view of her pert breasts, her dusky rose nipples that were the same color as her unglossed lips. She’d stood tall and proud, like some sort of female warrior set to conquer him.
And weakling that he was, he wanted to surrender. Desperately.
“Does this put me at risk?” Her sweetly sexy voice broke through his thoughts, reminding him that he had a flesh-and-blood, naked-as-the-day-she-was-born woman standing before him, teasing him with tiny steps that brought her closer to him. The scent of chlorine and fresh, delicious woman filled the air, and he was damn tempted to reach out and pull her in. Feel all that wet, warm skin wrap around him, crush his mouth to hers and kiss her until both of them couldn’t think straight.
Yeah, that sounded perfect. He was tired of thinking, worrying about what they were doing. He knew he shouldn’t do this. Shouldn’t screw around with any client, he’d never done so in his life and he had no idea what this said about him. How easily he was ready to compromise this case, which really wasn’t a case at all, right?
More like a favor. Yeah, a favor to reconnect her with her long-lost family, that’s all this was.
Gavin frowned. How easily he could justify this. He hadn’t done something like that in forever. When he’d been young and reckless, he’d justified anything and everything. Stealing? Yeah, he’d been a broke-ass joke with no one to take care of him, no job skills. He had to do it to stay alive. Doing drugs? Hey, they just eased the pain and hopelessness that seemed to run through him like a never-ending cycle. Thank God he’d stopped that bad habit early on.
Now, having sex with a beautiful woman who tempted him like no other? It was risky, he knew this. But she wanted him and he wanted her, there was no denying it. So hell yeah…
“Gavin?”
“This won’t put you at risk. I’m still your attorney,” he said quickly, giving in to his impulses.
Reaching out, he grabbed her by the crook of her arm, hauling her close. She slammed against him, a breathless laugh escaping her when their bodies collided. She was wet, her skin touched with cool yet so damn hot. She slipped her arms around him, her hands spread wide across his back, and he pulled her in closer, his hands clutching her ass cheeks, smoothing over baby-soft skin.
“Oh, God,” she whispered, tilting her head back to look at him.
Her exposed neck was a temptation he couldn’t ignore. Bending over her, he brushed soft kisses along the side of her neck, his lips lingering, licking her fragrant skin with his tongue. Lust thrummed through his veins, riding him hard at her decadent taste.
She shivered, thrust her hands in his hair to hold him close. He bent her completely over his arm, his mouth blazing a path along her collarbone, her chest, stopping just at her breasts. She whimpered, her fingers tightening in his hair to the point of pain and he smiled just before he took one pretty little nipple into his mouth and sucked.
He was fueled by the sound of his name falling from her lips on a ragged moan. Lifting away from her breasts, he pulled her upright, sealing her mouth with his in a searing hot kiss. She parted her lips for him eagerly, their tongues stroking together, their hands everywhere. He grasped her by the buttocks again, hauling her up so he could carry her. She wrapped her legs around him, leaving her bare and open against his stomach. He could feel her fiery hot wetness brand him, and his cock jerked in reaction.
“One of the chairs,” she murmured against his mouth. “Hurry.”
He fell back on one of the oversized lounge chairs nearby, and she settled on top of him, straddling either side of him with those long, luscious legs. She sat atop him, her hair a tangled wet mess, her breasts bobbing in front of his face. She was a temptress, the sexy smile curving her lush mouth made his entire body tight with want. He settled his hands on the outside of her thighs and thrust his hips. Letting her know just how she made him feel.
“Oh my,” she whispered, grinding against him. “Maybe you should take those jeans off.”
“I don’t have any sort of protection,” he warned. Regret filled him. He should’ve been better prepared.
“Me either.” She nibbled on her lower lip, her fingers busy sliding down the zipper of his jeans. “I guess we’ll have to improvise.”
He groaned when she trailed her fingers along the skin she exposed, her touch feather-light and so fucking good he didn’t know how much longer he could take it. She urged his jeans down impatiently, her fingers curling around the waistband and giving them a tug. He lifted his hips, helped her remove them until they were both completely naked.
“Mmm.” She grasped the base of his cock and stroked. “I haven’t improvised in years.”
“Me either.” He grunted when she stroked him again, closed his eyes against the onslaught of pleasurable sensations her touch brought forth. Breathing deep, he searched for control. Couldn’t come too soon and embarrass himself. He didn’t want this to end before it started.
Besides, he wanted to make her come first. Wanted to know what she looked like, what she sounded like when her climax hit. Wanted to touch her, taste her, suck her into his mouth until she became mindless with it.
“Come here,” he whispered, and she frowned at him in confusion. “Bring those pretty little hips up closer.”
Realization dawned, and her eyes widened. But that didn’t stop her from allowing him to drag her closer, until she was hovering directly above him, her sex mere inches from his mouth. Reaching out, he touched her, dragged his fingers along her damp slit, making her moan with pleasure when he parted her lips and searched her drenched folds, teasing her swollen clit.
“I could come right now,” she said between pants. “I swear it.”
