Page 103 of Everything In Between
“This place is amazing,”Jersey says, plopping herself down on the couch. She gazes out at the lake through the huge bay windows. “I don’t know if I’ll ever want to leave.”
“I know the feeling,” I tell her, settling down next to her. A sense of contentment wells within me when she snuggles up at my side, leaning her head against my shoulder. “I’m happy I get to share this place with you.”
“Me too,” she agrees, her eyes glistening. “How long have you had this house?”
“A few years now. Most of the time I use it in the offseason. There’s some good fishing in the lake,” I tell her. “Beckett and the guys will sometimes come up and hang out for Fourth of July. We’ll go out on the boat and chill.”
“You have a boat?”
I nod. “I do. It’s a little too cool still to take it out, but once the weather warms up, we’ll come back up and get you out on the lake.”
“I’d love that,” she says. “This house already feels like another place I could call home.”
“Hmm,” I murmur, leaning down and pressing a kiss to the top of her head. “I like the sound of that.” We fall silent for a while, and then a thought strikes me. “I have an idea.”
She laughs but doesn’t protest when I scoop her up into my arms. I carry her out of the living room, through the sliding doors, to the porch where the hot tub is located. With her arms around my neck, Jersey looks at me, an eyebrow arched on her forehead.
“What are you up to, Hayes Vogt?” she questions, a sly smile toying on her lips.
“Something dangerously wicked,” I tease, leaning down and kissing her deeply before placing her back on her feet. Wasting no time, I pull off the cover to the hot tub and turn to her expectantly. “Well?”
She crosses her arms over her chest. “Well, what?”
I tilt my head toward the hot tub. “You getting in?”
“I don’t have my swimsuit on,” she says stubbornly. I can tell she’s loving every minute of this little game we have going between us.
“You know you don’t need a suit.”
“What if someone sees?”
“We’re the only ones out here, baby. Now take off your clothes and get in the tub,” I command.
Her eyes widen and her lips part on a gasp. Her cheeks flush and her thighs press together. A delightful sense of pride lights like a fire at the thought that just my words have her losing her composure.
Somehow, I get the sense that she needs this. She needs a chance to breathe, a chance to restore herself and not worry about what’s next. She needs that release, that opportunity to forget for a little bit.
I’m happy to give her that.
Holding my gaze, her lips quirk, and she reaches for the hem of her sweatshirt. It’s a bit chilly out tonight, but it’s nothing that the heat from the hot tub won’t help. Her arms cross in that sexy way as she lifts the material over her head.
My mouth goes dry as she tosses it to the side, revealing her baby blue lace bra. Her eyes hold a challenge as she reaches for the band of her leggings, pushing them around her hips and shimmying her sexy legs out of them. My jeans grow impossibly tight as my eyes rove over her.
She has legs for days, toned and strong from her endless hours of practicing choreography for her concerts. She has delicious curves and luscious breasts, begging for my attention. I trace her figure, appreciating the cinch of her waist and the swell of her hips tapering down to her knees.
Jersey places her hands on those gorgeous hips, hitching off to one side, accentuating her curves.
“Now what?”
My tongue darts out to wet my lips. Jersey’s eyes track the movement. Her chest rises and falls with her breath as she waits for her next orders. I trail a finger over her lacy bra and matching panties. “Take these off.”
“I think this is a little unfair,” she says as she reaches behind her, unclasping her bra and letting it fall. Her nipples pebble instantly from the chilly evening air. “Here I am giving you a strip tease and you’re still fully clothed.”
“Not for long,” I respond, eyes still locked on her. “Don’t you worry.”
When her panties join her other clothes on the porch, Jersey spins around and crawls into the hot tub, giving me the perfect view of her pert little ass.
Once she’s settled in the water, her attention falls on me and she waves her hand expectantly.
