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The realization dawns on her face while I bite back a grin. Embarrassment clouds her eyes, and she looks away, her face in flames.
I like seeing the part of Brit that’s bold and unafraid of exploring her sensuality, but I realize I like seeing the shy, embarrassed girl even more.
“You’re right,” she whispers after a long pause. “I do feel like an idiot. I thought . . .”
“That I was moving on and thinking of shagging the hostess?” I finish her thought, hooking two fingers underneath her chin to bring her face up to mine. Just looking into her blue eyes unlocks another bout of pleasure. “Well, you’rewrong. You’ve been living rent free in my head for weeks. Thinking of you has made focusing on my game extremely difficult. And I wanted to stab Theo for even getting to be around you back on the plane.”
Even though I’ve said too much, I don’t regret it one tiny bit. Somehow, I like being this open with her.
Brit stares at me, the smallest of smiles dawning on her face.
“You know I still can’t stand you?” she whispers.
I cock my head to one side. “That’s one hell of an apology.”
“And I still think you’re arrogant, annoying, and the literal bane of my existence.”
“Not getting any better.”
She takes a deep breath, and her face turns even redder. “That being said,” she mutters, her tone even lower now, “I did what you asked. Touched myself thinking of you.”
Fuck.
If my dick wasn’t hard enough from feeling her wrestle underneath my hold, it sure is steel now.
I lean over and kiss her, letting my towel drop to the floor as I wrap her in my arms. Her uniform cloaks her body, and I can’t feel a single patch of her skin. It’s still more blissful than anything I’ve done since the last time I touched her. I reach upward, pulling her hair from the bun. A thick coil slips free and unravels down her shoulders and back, and I can’t help raking my fingers through her curls, gently pulling at it.
It’s impossible to feel guilty about Blake right now.
“I burn for you, Brit.”
She replies with a husky moan. Then her fingers shift downward, from my abs to the waistband of my briefs. I expect her to feel my erection against the cotton fabric, but she doesn’t.
Instead, she pulls them down.
“I want to see you naked again,” she hisses. “Now.”
A delicious lick of pleasure pools in my belly. Hearing her verbalize what she needs makes me want to own all of her.
Her gaze narrows on my shaft, setting off a molten wave of longing in me. This time, she doesn’t hold back the way she did the first time she saw me.
“You’re” she inhales deeply, “perfect.”
I need to have her. Right now.
She steps forward and wraps her fingers around my dick. I bend down, slightly thrown by the unexpected movement.
“Fuck, Brit,” I mutter.
She starts to move her fingers up and down my cock, slowly at first, before she gathers momentum.
I let out a loud groan, aware of the sudden weakening in my knees. Taking a step forward, I push my fingers up against the wall, desperate for the extra support.
She looks up at me, unbridled desire in her eyes.
“I want to feel you,” she whispers hoarsely, and another lick of pleasure runs through me. “In my mouth.”
I’m speechless.
