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At the innuendo in her voice, I haul her onto my lap so she’s straddling me, her skater skirt riding up and the fucking suspenders over her white T-shirt straining against her tits. Fuck, she’s perfect.
“After tonight’s little performance, I don’t doubt that,” I tease as my hands find her bare ass beneath her skirt. I groan at the contact. She’s smooth and soft and all fucking mine.
Without hesitating, she cants forward and presses her red lips against mine. Automatically, I open for her, ravenous and dying to taste her again. I knead her ass with both hands, rubbing her against me until she moans into my mouth. I want to eat up all her little sounds. Hear her scream my name. Make her come again and again. I want everything with her.
Cat arches back, her hands on her thighs as she watches me, a coy smile playing on her lips. If only I could read her mind. Instead, I settle for rubbing my thumb against my bottom lip and holding her stare, waiting to see what she’ll do.
“Let’s go swimming!” she cheers.
I cock a brow in surprise. “Swimming?”
She bounces in excitement, the friction and the way her tits shake making me go impossibly harder. “Please?”
And damn if I can say no to her when she looks this happy. It’s official. I’ll do anything to keep that smile on her face.
“Okay, Kitten, let’s go swimming.”
Cat lifts herself off me and offers me her hand. When she pulls me to my feet, I immediately find the smooth skin of her waist and let her lead me to the roof. “Don’t we need towels?”
I take it bathing suits aren’t an issue.
“They’re up by the pool,” she replies.
“And it’s heated?” I ask stupidly. It’s a pool on the top of the James building. Of course it’s heated.
She turns back and gives me a fuck off look in answer.
As she opens the door to the deck, the cool air hits me, making me second-guess the wisdom of our plan.
“We could take a shower if you want to get wet, Kitten,” I murmur as I brush the hair off her shoulder and kiss her neck. She leans back into me and moans. Sneaking my hands below her suspenders, I squeeze her tits, eliciting another one of those sexy-as-fuck moans of hers. Her sounds drive me crazy. Every one spurs me on until I’m searching her body for other places that will give me hits like the ones I’ve experienced so far.
I drop another kiss to her neck, and she rolls her hips against me. Inhaling deep, I get lost in everything that is Catherine Bouvier. She’s intoxicating.
She takes my momentary stillness as an opportunity to push away from me, spinning, a glint of mischief in her eye. “I wanna swim,” she whispers into the dark sky, gripping her suspenders and pulling on them.
I lick my lips.
She snaps one of the suspenders, and it drops to her hip.
My eyes narrow.
Her fingers move to the second one, and I focus intently on her movements.
Snap. The other one goes down.
She rubs her fingers slowly across the hem of her skirt, teasing me.
“Don’t you want to watch me swim, Jay?” she says in a breathy voice.
My cock jumps.
I lick my lips again and nod.
Ever so slowly, she slides the skirt down her hips, her eyes never leaving mine. With her heels, she kicks the skirt away and stands before me in a black lace thong, a fucking garter belt, knee-high lace stockings, and her white T-shirt.
My cock has never been so hard in my life. It takes a Herculean effort not to pull it out and stroke myself while I watch her undress. I bite my fist as I commit every inch of her to memory. “Fuck, Kitten. I’m—I’m losing my goddamn mind right now.”
She smiles as she toys with the hem of her shirt, then pulls it off over her head, exposing what no man’s seen before.
