I caught his eyes in the soft reflection of the window. “I was already planning on it. This is my job, remember?”
He nodded slowly. “Yes. Right.”
I snickered. “Is it five o’clock? Because I could really use a drink.”
He grinned. “One tall glass of wine and a fruit and cheese plate, coming up.”
I went back and sat on the couch as Bart prepared our snacks and drinks. He came over and sat beside me, handing me a glass full of wine with a skewer of fruit sitting across the top of the glass. I leaned back and took a long pull of the cold liquid—until my pull turned into a chug.
Before I knew it, all the wine was gone and my body started to meld with the couch. I drew in a deep breath through my nose as Bart plucked my glass out of my hand, making his way to the kitchen to refill it. I wasn’t sure how long he was gone or when he sat back down. But, when I felt his shoulder brush against my own, I looked over at him.
And I found his eyes dancing between mine.
“What can I do to help?” he asked.
I furrowed my brow. “Help with what?”
He took my hand again. “Whatever it is that’s got you wound so tight.”
Don’t do it. Don’t do it. Don’t do it. “Nothing appropriate, I’m sure.”
He grinned. “Well, technically, we’re off the clock.”
I rolled my eyes. “Typical man.”
“Which means I’m not really your boss right now.”
My gaze searched his face. “Then, what are you right now, if not my boss?”
His face leaned closer to mine. “Someone who cares and is concerned.”
And this time, I knew damn good and well what I was doing when I pressed my lips against his.
15
Bart
The second her wine-soaked tongue fell against my own, I couldn’t contain myself. I slid my arm around her back and shifted her on the couch, guiding her back to the cushions. Her lips caught my fall as our teeth clattered together. Her hands raked through my hair as I pawed at her clothes.
I wanted all of her. I wanted to feel every single part of her.
And I wouldn't stop until I got what I wanted.
“Bart,” she moaned.
I slid my lips down her neck. “Dammit, you make me feel alive.”
Our clothes came off in a frenzy before I wrapped my lips around her puckered nipple. She arched her back against me, parting her legs as my cock stiffened and ached for her warmth. I kissed down her stomach. I traced the peaks and valleys of her curves with my tongue. But, before I could settle between her legs, her hand gripped my hair.
And she pulled me up to her face. “I need you. Now,” she said breathlessly.
My cock fell between her pussy lips. “As you wish, beautiful.”
I pulled back and sank myself deeply into her body, watching as her eyes fluttered closed. I grunted and growled, feeling her tightness overwhelm me as my balls pulled up into my body. Not yet. I wasn’t ready yet. I wanted to mark this entire guesthouse with her scent before I filled her to the brim. But, she started bucking, and I couldn’t contain myself.
“Holy fuck,” I growled.
I sat back on my haunches and pulled her closer to me, watching her curves jiggle for my viewing pleasure. She gripped the couch cushions, accepting my intrusion as I pounded against that beautiful pussy of hers. I watched her juices coat my skin. I felt her arousal dripping down my aching balls. And as electricity overwhelmed my body, I felt her walls collapsing around me.
“That’s it! Bart! I’m coming. Please. Don’t stop!”
I tossed her legs over my shoulders and folded her in half. I rutted against her like a wild beast, gnashing my teeth and allowing the euphoria to overwhelm me. Her nails raked down my arms. I felt her hands wrap around my wrists. And as my hips began to shutter, I felt my cock explode, coating her walls with my mark.
“There it is. That’s it. Oh, shit. Luna. Fucking hell, Luna.”
Her trembling legs slid from my shoulders, and I collapsed against her. Her tits pressed against the divots of my chest as her arms lazily wrapped around my neck. I kissed her skin. I peppered them along her bare shoulder. But, when I pulled out my cock, a gush of fluid rushed from between her legs, making her giggle.
“I need a shower.”
I kissed the crook of her neck. “I can do you one better.”
She groaned as she shifted beneath me. “What do you mean?”
I pressed my lips to her ear. “Bryce and Willow took the kids to her aunt’s place for the night.”
With her eyes sparkling with mischievous delight, I slid off her body. I scooped her into my arms, even though my body was weak from the pleasure she had afforded me, and I carried her naked body out to the pool. The closer I got, the faster I moved until I was jogging with her in my arms. Her tits bounced, and her face was tucked against my neck as she clung to me.
“Bart!” she squealed.
“Geronimo!” I exclaimed.
I leaped into the pool with her in my arms, feeling the chlorine wash us down as we went under. The water swallowed us whole as we swam around underneath the setting sun, clad in nothing but our skin. Luna splashed me, and I splashed back. She swam toward me and did somersaults underwater while I watched her beautiful body enjoy the life it was living.
Every time she popped up from the water, she planted the softest kiss against my lips. And every time she did it, I wished with all my might that we were actually a couple.
“Luna?”
She grinned. “Yes?”
I reached for her, pulling her closer to me. “Do you ever wonder what it might be like if we were actually together?”
Her eye twitched. “What?”
I wrapped my arms around her waist. “Have you ever thought about what it might—?”
She interrupted my statement with a kiss, and I was too weak to fight. I hadn’t nearly had my fill of her, and I quickly hoisted her out of the water. She gasped in shock as I effortlessly lifted her, setting her down against the concrete side of the pool.
Then, without another word spoken, I parted her luxurious thighs.
“Oh shit, Bart. Right there.”
Her hand fisted my hair as my tongue fell between her pussy lips. The hairs on the back of my neck stood on end as I finally tasted her the way I wanted. She bucked against my face, coating me in her slick juices as I eased a finger into her tight entrance. And when she propped her heels against my shoulders, the sun finally set over the treetops.
Allowing the stars to twinkle above our heads. As if they were clapping and cheering us on.
“Right there. Right there. Oh, shit. Harder. Harder. Suck on that clit, Bart. Oh, yeah, baby.”
I reached down into the pool and started stroking myself with my free hand. I pumped Luna’s pussy full of my fingers as I spread my tongue against her clit, allowing her to use my face as she wanted. I felt my cock growing in my palm. I felt her body quivering with her orgasm as I swallowed down every last drop of her.
And when she collapsed against the pavement, I pushed myself out of the water.
“My turn,” I growled. I straddled her face as I stroked my cock, watching as her half-hooded eyes looked up at me. I grinned down at her as I gripped her hair in my hand, watching and waiting for her to be ready. Her eyes lit up with the darkness. The moon hung heavily in the sky as her hands slid up my thighs.