Page 189 of The Bet
“So, Tobias kicked him out? Can he?”
“Tobias commands a lot of respect in that group, even though he's one of the youngest.”
“He can't have been pleased,” she said, tracing a circular pattern around chest. “Shoemoney, I mean.”
“Do you care? Because I fucking don't.”
“Ssshhh,” she said, dropping a kiss on his chest. “You don't have to get so angry.”
“I can't help it. Not when it comes to that son of a bitch.” He rubbed his thumb over her skin, cupping her shoulder in the palm of his hand. “There were rumors, apparently. Tobias said a couple of the guys there said they’d heard he’d been doing things. That some of the girls had started to tell.”
She let out a breath. “I wonder if the au pair ever came back from France.”
“I hope for her sake she didn’t.”
“Maybe it’s better that the truth comes out.”
“If you ever want to press charges,” he said, “I'll be there, by your side.”
“I know.” She gave him a smile that lit up her eyes.
“You just have to say 'when'.”
“I know.” She lowered her head and left another soft kiss on his chest.
His hand moved down slowly, sliding over her bikini top, and he rubbed his thumb over her nipple, making it peak almost instantly.
“We have a hot tub outside,” he said, the blood was beginning to race through his veins.
“A hot tub?”
He watched her face, could imagine her thoughts soaring, filled with possibilities and ideas. “Or did you want to take a shower first?”
“That’s a good idea,” she replied, sounding dreamy, as if she was too relaxed to want to even get out of bed.
“Or we could go for a swim.”
She looked at him suspiciously. “You have the energy to go swimming now?”
“Who said anything about swimming?”
Her lips spread out into a lazy smile.
“We were supposed to get supplies,” he said, remembering. “Are you hungry? Maybe we should get something to eat?
“I want to do all of those things,” she said, sitting up in bed, still wearing the bikini. He reached behind her, and untied it, releasing her breasts. Throwing the flimsy garment to the floor, he sat up, lowered his head to her breast, and suckled her, moaning in appreciation as his manhood shot to attention.
“I thought we were getting out of bed,” she murmured, her fingers in his hair, as he moved to the other breast, sucking that as hard, drawing the nipples out into peaks.
“We can do whatever we want.” He looked up at her. “Just know that whatever you decide, I'm going to make you come.”
“Again?” she breathed, her voice, lifting, and slightly unsteady. Her bedroom eyes seductive. “Then listen up,” she said, breathing into his face, sending a signal directly to his excitement. “Here's what I want. I want to take a shower, first.”
A groan escaped his lips. He saw an image of her standing in the shower, the water spraying onto her back while he was on his knees with his tongue buried deep inside her.
“And then I want to sit in the hot tub.”
Ahhhh, the possibilities were endless.
