“What about the others?” she murmured. “What if they—?”
“They won’t. Trust me.”
Together, they pulled the fabric down to her waist. With nothing between them, Nik framed her breasts with his hands, rubbing his thumbs gently over her small brown nipples, which pebbled into hard peaks from his touch and the cool air. A tiny whimper squeezed from her throat as her body clenched with need.
His eyes were heavy-lidded and the tip of his tongue swiped back and forth across his lower lip. Anticipation hummed through her like a live wire. She wanted his mouth on hernow.
“You’re perfect,” he whispered, awe in his voice.
All she could do to reply was thrust her chest toward his face in invitation.
With a low moan, Nik closed his mouth over one nipple and circled it with the tip of his tongue. She gasped and sank her fingers into his hair, holding him close as sensation streaked through her.
By the time Nik switched to her other breast, Jess was writhing on his lap, bucking her hips against him. Being with him like this, in the hot tub with his hands and mouth all over her, urged on by the feel of her core pressed up against his cock with only two thin layers of fabric separating them, was boiling her from the inside.
And she loved every second of it.
Her eyelids drifted closed and she let her head fall back, absorbing the pleasure he gave her. Waves of desire coursed through her in time with the rhythm of his tongue. Her body felt weightless, like she could float away at any moment.
But she wouldn’t. He’d keep her anchored. In his arms, she was safe.
Nik raised his head. “Jess.” Her name was like a whisper on the wind.
She opened her eyes and gazed down at him. “Hmm?” It was more a whine than a word, and he grinned.
“Can I touch you?”
A soft sigh escaped her parted lips, and once again, she brought her mouth to his. “I thought you’d never ask.”
She kissed him, long and slow and soft, as he trailed his hand over her hip and down the crease of her thigh until he could position his thumb between her parted legs. In soft, slow motions, he stroked her through the fabric of her swimsuit.
Fireworks exploded beneath her skin at his touch.
He kept the rhythm steady and languid, even when she tried to urge him on with kisses and moans.
“Easy, Jeshka,” he murmured against her lips. The nickname made her shiver. “No need to rush. We have all the time in the world.” Then he took her mouth in a slow, drugging kiss.
With his other hand, he touched her breast and gently rubbed her nipple using the same unhurried timing. But his easy pace lit a fire in her. Her movements became more erratic. Her whimpers rose in volume and tempo. She didn’t care who heard—not the neighbors, not their friends, not even his brother. The only things that mattered in this very moment were Nik’s hands and Nik’s mouth and thathe did not under any circumstances stop what he was doing.
Finally, god,finally—he kicked up the pace, while still maintaining the same gentle pressure.
That was all she needed. With her lips pressed to his, she broke apart in his arms. As shock waves of pleasure soared through her body, he took her mouth in a searing kiss that swallowed her cries and fused the two of them even closer together than they’d been. Her hips rocked against his hand and her body shook with echoing surges of bliss.
When at last it was done, she rested her head on his broad shoulder.
For a long while, they stayed like that. Nik rubbed her back, his hands warming her cooling skin.
What. The Hell. Had just happened?
She’d been utterly consumed, just by his touch. And thanks to the heated water—and a brilliant orgasm—she couldn’t even tell where she ended and he began. The edges of her body, of her being, felt fuzzy, like she was merging with him.
Her thoughts were thick as molasses, but that one made her attempt to sit up. When she stirred, she brushed against his hard-on.
“What about you?” she murmured, dropping her hand between them to stroke his cock through the swim trunks. He was heavy and hard, filling her hand in the most intriguing way.
“I’ll survive.” He kissed her sweetly. “Tonight was all about you.”
She raised her head and looked him in the eye for a long moment. They’d crossed some bases tonight, but ever the gentleman, Nik was leaving it up to her to decide exactly how far they went. She licked her lips nervously, then asked a half question. “At the cabin?”
