Page 89 of An Inconvenient Marriage
Whoever made the pink-and-white flowery two-piece needed a damn award or a whole day dedicated to them. Because shit. The way the strapless top barely held her breasts in place and how the thin high waistband of her bottoms accentuated her hip bones were a masterpiece.
I’d pretty much had a permanent erection since Natalie had walked into my life, but whatever the hell was going on inside my swimming shorts right now was next fucking level.
One look at her, and I was so turned on, I’d probably explode without her even touching me.
Oh wait, hadn’t I done that already?
That thought barely formed when the next one popped up. I needed to cover her up immediately. If I didn’t, I’d gouge the eyes out of whoever dared to look at her.
But dammit. I also desperately wanted to touch her, and the bedroom was too damn far.
The pool, however, was right there.
“Come on.”
Without waiting for a response, I shrugged off my shirt and scooped her up. Natalie immediately wrapped her legs around my middle and draped her arms over my shoulders. Her fingers found the hairs at my nape, and because the slightest touch from this woman always seemed to cross my wires, I had to try my hardest to concentrate on putting one foot in front of the other.
“Where are we going?” she asked.
“Swimming.”
The water was deliciously cool as it first lapped against my ankles, then my calves. But even that couldn’t douse the hungry flames rushing through my veins.
Moving faster, I walked us to the middle of the pool where we’d both be submerged. With Natalie pressed up so tight against me, all I wanted to do was touch and kiss her everywhere. I wanted it so bad. I made my way to the nearest wall and pinned her against it.
My mouth was on hers not even a breath later, kissing her with long, languid strokes of my tongue, and I took everything she had to give. I wasn’t even sure whose damn air I was breathing anymore.
And still it wasn’t enough. It was never fucking enough when it came to her.
Tearing my mouth away from hers, I groaned, “I really want to fuck you right now.” Because I knew she wasn’t ready, I immediately added, “But I’ll be damned if our first time is a quickie in the pool.” I nipped at her bottom lip. “Doesn’t mean I can’t make you come.” Another nip. “Do you want to come,mi diosa?”
“Yes.” She sucked in a deep stuttering breath. “Please.”
This woman and her wicked little mouth. She didn’t even know what she was doing to me when she asked so damn sweetly.
Loosening my grip, I set her down in front of me. “Turn around.”
Even though I’d told her to, I couldn’t let her go without one more kiss. When we finally came up for air, Natalie kept her gaze on me and slowly spun to face the wall.
Those blue eyes found mine over her shoulder, filled with want and expectation. It was almost too much. Especially when she sucked her bottom lip into her mouth and rolled it over her teeth.
Taking a step forward, I grabbed her by the hips and yanked her ass flush against my groin. Fingers digging into her skin, I dragged her bottom up and down my erection. But this wasn’t what I had in mind.
Still holding on to her with one hand, I used the other to push my shorts halfway down. Then slid my hard-on right between her legs. The friction was insane. I needed more, though. Pulling back, I thrust my hips forward again, this time hitting Natalie in that sweet spot that immediately drew a moan from the back of her throat.
“Are you wet for me?”
I slid forward, she pressed back.
“Mmm.”
My fingers dug into her skin, and I stopped moving. I could practically feel her frustration before I heard it. It made me smile.
“Words,mi diosa. I want your words as much as I want your moans.”
She tried to push her hips back, but I held her in place.
“Yes,” she finally breathed. “I’m wet.”
