Page 90 of An Inconvenient Marriage
“I bet you’re soaked.” Thrusting forward, I reached around her and gripped the material of her top between my fingers. All it took was one hard tug and her breasts popped out. Not wasting time, I palmed one while keeping my other hand on her hip.
Pinching her nipple, I leaned forward and rasped next to her ear, “Can you feel how hard I am for you? How much I want you? I want to peel this material off your gorgeous body, lift you onto the ledge, and bury my face between your legs.”
Natalie shoved her ass back and moaned.
“You want that, don’t you? You want my tongue eagerly tasting your delicious juices. You want it inside you, too. I know you do because I want that. I want you to come on my tongue, on my fingers, on my—”
“Zach, oh, oh, ooooh.”
Fuck me, I loved making her come. And she did it so beautifully, too. Head thrown back against my shoulder while her hips slowly rode out her orgasm. I didn’t care if it was my fingers, my words, whatever. I just loved that it wasmytouch,mymouth, that made her fall apart. I was about to tell her that when someone cleared their throat.
Loudly.
And it wasn’t me or Natalie.
Freezing, Natalie and I jerked our heads up at the same time. Martina stood a few feet from the pool, her gaze on everything but us.
“Oh my gosh,” Natalie shrieked and immediately ducked underwater while I quickly pulled up my shorts.
“What?”
I’d barely barked out the word when Natalie resurfaced with her top back in place. Hiding her face in her hands, she dropped her forehead to my shoulder and muttered, “I can’t believe that just happened.”
Snaking one arm around Natalie’s waist, I softened my tone and repeated my question to Martina.
The woman still refused to make eye contact, and when she spoke, her words came out all jumbled. “So, uh, terribly sorry to bother you, sir, but, uh, your brother… he is here. He’s been waiting in the living room for a while now.”
Fuck.
I snapped my head around to look over my shoulder, and sure enough, there was Javier leaning against the open glass doors. My blood instantly turned hot for an entirely different reason.
How long had he been watching?
“I’ll be right there,” I gritted out.
Martina nodded and hurried back toward the house. I waited until I couldn’t see her anymore, then turned my attention to Natalie. She was mortified. Not that I blamed her. Though, I doubted Martina could actually see what we were doing below the surface, she had to know. The water splashed everywhere, and don’t even get me started on the sexy little sounds Natalie had made.
Pretty sure they could be heard all the way to the house.
That thought infuriated me even more.
Javier was there, watching and more than likely listening to us. If I didn’t want to wrap my hands around his throat after his flirtatious behavior at the club, I sure as shit wanted to do it now.
But that could wait for later. Right now, I needed to make sure Natalie was okay. Gripping her chin, I lowered my mouth to hers in a quick kiss.
“Now there’ll be no doubt whether this marriage is real.”
I’d meant to say it as a reassurance to her, but somehow those words stirred up something inside me. The feeling behind my breastbone that’d been steadily tapping away against the walls around my heart made itself known again.
Only this time it was louder and more intense than ever before.
“I’m so embarrassed,” Natalie’s sweet voice interrupted my thoughts. “But also a little disappointed that we were interrupted.”
One corner of my mouth lifted into a grin. “Just a little?”
There was no doubt that Natalie was coming out of her shell so to speak. And yet, she couldn’t keep the blush from stealing her cheeks. I didn’t think she ever could, and I fucking loved it.
It was sexy as sin.
