Page 102 of Between Desire and Denial
I was shaking my head back and forth against his shoulder now as he moved his thumb over my clit again, like he was testing how sensitive I was. “It’s too good, Dimitri. I can’t have another.”
He hummed. “I think you can. This pussy is mine. I know how much it can take. Now…” He bit my ear. “How wet are you in here? Put that pussy on me. Let me feel it.”
“Last time you go bare before my new birth control kicks in.” I rocked my hips up against the tip of his cock now. I was spreading my legs, moaning and whimpering at the feel of it.
“Olive, you okay over there?” I suddenly heard. And I froze.
It was the middle of the freaking night, but we were still outside, still in public. And it was right then that I saw Jameson’s silhouette walking over from his side of the yard and knew in a second he’d see us in the hot tub.
“Better say something or your old crush is going to see how much of a boyfriend I really am to you.” Dimitri’s voice was low in warning, restrained, almost unhinged and off kilter.
He squeezed my hip hard, and I loved how it felt, the rush of it all. He’d unhinged something in me too, something I didn’t want to bottle back up. It was bold and wrong and taboo and completely something I never would have done before, something I’d wondered about, though, something I would be doing just for me.
I also knew Dimitri wouldn’t be doing this for himself at all. I saw the conflict in his eyes, and for some reason, I felt the pull, the need to indulge in this. Rufford had hid me from everyone. I wasn’t publicly desired—or even privately.
“I’ve never done this with anyone,” I whispered to Dimitri. “But I might want to.”
Dimitri’s jaw clenched up and down. “Jesus, and you’re the only woman I absolutely don’t want to do this with.” But then he leaned in close. “Only for you, Honeybee.”
I relaxed into Dimitri and said loudly, “I’m more than fine, Jameson.” I purred out his name and his face appeared from the shadows as he squinted over at us.
I bore down on Dimitri’s cock and gasped as I took him all the way up in me, my breasts floating in the water as I sank down onto him. Dimitri pinched and rolled my clit hard as if to punish me for my decision, but the pain mixed with pleasure as I stared at Jameson’s eyes raking over us.
“You two are asking for trouble out here,” he murmured, but he didn’t step back to go inside. Instead, he walked forward slowly.
“You’re asking for trouble taking my girl to lunch without me,” Dimitri told him in a serious, quiet voice, and I imagined they were staring at one another because Jameson’s gaze was trained right past me.
“You sure she’s yours? Sure it’s real between you two?” Jameson was goading us for his own agenda, I knew that. Yet, Dimitri thought he was taunting us about our relationship.
The rumble in Dimitri’s chest was enough of a response before he sucked on my neck. “Tell me you want to go in, Honeybee. I’ll fuck you just the way you want inside.”
His restraint was about to snap. And I knew right then, I wanted it to. I needed it for me. I wanted him to take this risk with me just as I was taking a risk with him. “You want to go inside instead of showing Jameson how much you want me?”
It was a challenge. He knew it and so did I.
His jaw clenched once, then twice before his hand wrapped around my breast. Then, he thrust into me hard. I felt the power of it, the stretch in my pussy, the way there was possession along with passion.
And then he lifted me to bend me over the edge of the hot tub, my knees on the seat, my tits on display for Jameson out of the water. “Watch how I fuck her, Jameson. Know that she’s mine.”
He didn’t hesitate then, nor did I. He brought my ass back and thrust his hips forward, over and over again. The hot water splashed around us, matching our rhythm and showing our passion. I lost myself in how good he felt, how his cock stretched my walls, how he slid in and out, how his hands gripped me with bruising precision and didn’t let go of me, not even for a second. The stars shined down on us, the moonlight illuminating how Jameson watched as I unraveled in the ecstasy of knowing Dimitri was willing to lose control for me, to show another person how important I was to him in that moment.
There was a sort of rush and appeal for a man doing something for me even when he didn’t want to. I’d felt his hesitation, felt how possessive he was in that moment, because right after he got off with me, he wrapped his arms around mybody and pulled me back into the water. Then he commanded Jameson, “Go inside.”
Jameson nodded to us both. “I think you two might be the real deal. See you at lunch, Olive Bee. Don’t be late.”
I turned to look at Dimitri after Jameson disappeared and saw how his jaw was clenched, his neck completely tensed. “That lunch will be over my dead body.”
I chuckled and got off his lap, hopping out of the hot tub fast and running toward the door. “Stop stewing and get inside before someone calls the cops on us.”
I ran inside and glanced at the primary suite’s hall. I should have been showering upstairs and sleeping there now. That had been the deal. The bed was all set up. So, I went up there and took a shower immediately.
Dimitri wasn’t done with me though. I heard the door open and felt him step in behind me before he said, “Why the hell are you up here showering?”
“That was the original plan, Dimitri.”
He pushed me up against the stone wall and stared down at me with fire in his eyes. “Are you trying to drive me insane?”
“What?” I felt his cock rising along with his temper as we stared at each other.
