I know she’s mad at me. I understand her anger, and I don’t begrudge her it. The thing that pisses me off is how she’s keeping me at a distance because of it.
Every time she calls me Dex when I know she would usually call me Hook digs at me like a hot poker.
Not even the fact that she is straddling my lap, wearing a bikini that shouldn’t be seen outside of a dressing room, skin flushed pink from the heat of the tub, water droplets falling in rivulets over the swells of her barely restrained breasts is enough to soothe me.
I’m done playing games.
I take her mouth with mine, and before the night is over, I will take the rest of her.
“Hook.” She sighs my name—fucking finally—as I trail kisses along her jaw and down her slender neck.
“That’s it, baby.”
I bite.
I suck.
I kiss.
Our bodies are pressed together so tightly there’s an audible release of suction as I use the hand still wrapped around her hair to pull her back.
Her heavy-lidded eyes are the color of a twilight sky as they struggle to meet mine. Her lips are already turning red and swollen from my kisses, and though they’ll be gone by morning, she’s got the darkening of love bites all down the curve of her neck.
I bend, putting my nose against the marks I reluctantly didn’t leave hard enough to last, and inhale. The chemicals of the hot tub aren’t enough to wash away her sweet coconut scent.
“We are now getting to the point of the evening where you can call me Dex all you want, baby.”
She said my apology would be empty, that actions speak louder than words. First I’ll show her how I feel about her. Then I’ll tell her.
After she’s sated, I’ll explain my thought process from yesterday.
From her shoulders down to the flare of her hips, I knead the muscles of her back, enjoying each arch that pushes her tits into my face. I need them in my mouth.
Skimming my fingertips up her arms, I lull her with each light caress, following the line of her collarbone and down the edge of her top.
She inhales deeply, her nipple brushing my palm in the process, and I need it.
With a thumb hooked inside each triangle, I peel them to the side until her breasts spill free and I’m eye to nipple with the prettiest pink tips I’ve ever had the privilege to see.
She’s more than a handful, and I test their weight as I take each one in hand and push them together, leaning in and swiping my tongue across both pebbled tips before taking one into my mouth.
“Dex.”
This time I smile around the nipple in my mouth. I may not be thrusting inside her yet, but she’s already getting lost in the pleasure only I can give her.
I keep my face buried in her chest as her hips start to rock in a way I doubt she’s even aware she’s making happen.
“Dex—” She breaks on a gasp, her hands clutching at my hair until my scalp burns as I suck hard enough to leave a mark on her tit where it can’t be seen.
We’re back to kissing, our tongues tangling for dominance. She shivers as I run my hands down her ribs and into the dip of her waist until I find the strings tying her bottoms together. I feel around for the tips and pull when I find them.
Smoothing the flat of my palm over her hip, I follow the curve to her ass, grabbing her cheeks and taking control of her thrusts.
Roll forward. Roll back.
Squeeze.
Roll forward. Roll back.
I splay my fingers, following her cleft, bared completely to me now that her suit is gone, until I’m met with her center.
Fuck me.
Even inside the jacuzzi, she’s hot enough to rival the triple-digit temperature, so wet there’s no way for the water to wash it away. The best part? It’s all for me.
Without any preamble, I thrust two fingers inside her and hold on as her body instinctively pushes itself up on her knees, water sloshing around us.
In and out. I take her from the same angle I took her earlier.
“Fuck, baby.”
Rises onto her knees. Falls back onto my thighs.
“Do you have any idea how sexy it is watching you ride my fingers?”
“Dex…”
“Don’t stop.”
Pump.
Pull out and spread her wetness on her asshole.
Thrust in.
Pull out, gathering more of her juices.
One more plunge inside and I curl my fingers to hit her G-spot at the same moment I press my thumb inside her ass down to the bottom knuckle.
“I love holding you in the palm of my hand while you fall apart.”
I hold her close as she rides out the last of her pleasure, giving her a moment to come down. I don’t need her passing out on me again. This night is far from over.
Hooking an arm around her middle, I lift her enough to slip from beneath her and position myself behind her then bend her over the edge of the tub.
Nudging her knees open with my own, I feel around the jets now facing Maddey’s front until I find the one I need. Pushing through the resistance of the powerful stream of water pumping out of it, I push on the plastic lip until the jet is angled just right. When Maddey gasps, I know I’ve found it.
“That’s it, baby.” I run hands up and down her torso. “Let the water work your clit.”
“Dex.” I grab her hip when she tries to move out of the way.
“No,” I caution. “Don’t move.” I reach around, framing her lips in the V of my fingers before pushing on her swollen nub. “Think of it as an extra hand.” I remove mine and bring it back to her hip.
I make quick work of my board shorts, untying the string and ripping open the Velcro of the fly.
Her back arches to perfection as I drag the head of my cock through her wetness, the pulsing beat of the jets hitting my overly sensitive head as I tease her clit.
“Please tell me you’re on birth control?” I ask. I have a condom in my cargo pocket, but I am loathed to use it.
“Yes.”
Thank Christ.
“Do you trust me, Tink?” I line myself up at her entrance, silently asking permission to take her bareback. I’ve never done that before, but I don’t want any barriers between us.
“Always, Hook.”
Those might be my two favorite words in the English language. I wrap my hands around her waist, hers so much smaller than mine, my fingertips easily meeting over her belly ring. My thumbs find home in her sexy-as-fuck back dimples, and I work myself inside.
Inch by inch, I watch as my cock disappears inside the velvet heat of her pussy, gritting my teeth in an effort not to come from the vise-like grip it has on me.
“Fuck you’re tight.”
“Dex.” Her head falls forward and she circles her hips, looking for purchase.
A few more pumps of my hips and I’m buried balls-deep, my chest heaving like I’ve done a ruck run.
“Dex.” She swivels, and I lean back to watch my cock pull out and push back into her. “I’m so full.”
That’s what she thinks.
“Not yet.”
I take her lazily, enjoying the show a little longer before I show her just how full she can be.
Reaching around her again, I run two fingers through her slit then bring them to her ass and push in.
“Dex,” she squeals.
“Fuck, baby.” I can feel my cock moving inside her through the thin membrane of skin separating it from my fingers. “Your pussy is tight as hell, but your ass is something else.”