Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 57407 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 287(@200wpm)___ 230(@250wpm)___ 191(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57407 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 287(@200wpm)___ 230(@250wpm)___ 191(@300wpm)
She whimpered at the provocative images he’d put in her head. “I would like that very much, please.”
He groaned out a laugh at her too prim and proper reply. “You’re so fucking sweet. You’re killing me, Georgia. You know that?”
“No, I want to please you,” she said, leaning back toward him and brushing her lips across his, prepared to shed every last bit of her modesty in the pursuit of pleasure. “Whatever you want, however you want it.”
He swore under his breath. “Go get in the shower while I turn off the jets and cover the tub. I want all the chlorine washed off so I can lick your skin and taste you.”
She shuddered with need and rushed to do as he instructed.
* * *
Drew didn’t waste any time outside, quickly shutting off the hot tub and taking their empty glasses and wine bottle to the kitchen. The last thing he wanted to do was give Georgia too much time to change her mind, not when she’d issued him such an enticing invitation. Her provocative words, whatever you want, however you want it, had his cock hard as stone and his mind racing with all the possibilities.
This woman tempted him beyond all reason and not just physically, as was evidenced by his already rock-hard dick. There was just something so real and genuine about Georgia. There were no pretenses with her, as he was used to with other women, and she was so uncertain of her own sensuality. She was clearly used to being the good girl, which was why he’d challenged her to be a bad girl with him.
It was all the prompting she’d needed to do something reckless and impulsive. The fact that she’d straddled his lap out in the hot tub and gave him the equivalent of an erotic lap dance that had given him an immediate boner, but she’d also given him a glimpse of her naughtier side. Which he liked…a lot.
If he had his way, by the end of their weekend together he will have fucked every last bit of her inhibitions out of her. The thought pleased him, until a small voice in his head reminded him that another man would eventually reap those benefits, and not him. Which made him feel possessive as hell, even though he knew he had no business feeling anything for her that would complicate this weekend arrangement.
By the time he reached the main bathroom, Georgia was just stepping beneath the warm shower spray to rinse off, still wearing her bikini.
“Why are you still in your swimsuit?” he asked, frowning at her.
Her cheeks flushed, as if she were hesitant to be the first one to strip naked. “Why are you?” she shot back cheekily.
He smirked and didn’t hesitate to shuck his wet swim trunks, releasing his stiff, aching cock to her gaze. She sucked in a startled breath, her pretty blue eyes wide and shocked as she stared at his full-blown erection.
“Your turn,” he ordered gruffly. “Take off your top.”
Biting her bottom lip, she untied the strings holding up her bikini top and let the material covering her lush breasts fall to the floor. He groaned at the sight of those gorgeous, bare tits he couldn’t wait to get his hands and mouth on, and joined her in the shower stall. The enclosure hadn’t exactly been built to accommodate two people, which made the space more intimate since neither of them could move without their bodies brushing the other’s.
He filled his palms with the fragrant liquid soap, and beginning at her shoulders, he started washing her skin…sliding his hands along her arms, then across her chest, and down to her breasts. He plucked at her nipples as he leaned in and kissed her slow and deep, while pushing her back up against the shower wall and aligning his chest to hers.
Her slick, soapy skin rubbed against his, and he let his hands wander lower, mapping out her curves as the water cascaded over the both of them, until he reached the waistband of her bottoms. He pushed the material down her hips and over her ass, and the wet, clinging fabric slid down her legs to join the top piece on the shower floor.
He lifted his mouth from hers, staring down into her hazy eyes as he continued stroking his slippery palm along the inside of her thighs in a teasing caress. “So, in the spirit of full disclosure, I want you to know before we go any further that I did bring condoms, but I also recently had my yearly physical and I’m clean.”
“Same,” she said breathlessly when his thumb brushed the lips of her pussy, her hips rolling toward his hand for a deeper touch, which he didn’t grant just yet. “And I’m on birth control.”
He allowed a slow, seductive smile to tip up the corner of his mouth. “Then how I fuck you is completely up to you.”