I reach behind my shoulder with one hand and pull my T-shirt over my head, flicking it to the ground to land by hers. My jeans and boxer briefs follow shortly thereafter.
Jersey’s eyes trail over my body like mine did to hers.
Everywhere her eyes touch heats up, igniting my need for her. Not willing to be apart from her much longer, I climb into the tub, closing the distance and claiming her lips.
Jersey’s arms wrap around my neck as she opens to me. My hands caress her body, sliding over her waist and rounding her hips until I can maneuver her onto my lap. I spin us, so my back is to the edge, and she’s perched right on top of my lap.
Her center lines up against my cock and her hips glide up and down the length. She braces her palms against my shoulders as she works her body over mine. Even through the water, her heat surrounds me and drives me wild. We fit together perfectly, meant to be together in this way.
“You drive me crazy, Jersey,” I mutter, digging my hands into her hips and arching up to kiss her.
She makes a happy sound as she kisses me back, her hips continuing to wiggle over mine. Hot tub sex might be out of the question. There’s no way I can maneuver her in the way I want her in such a small space, but that doesn’t mean we can’t have some fun before going back inside.
Swiping my tongue over the seam of her lips, Jersey opens for me willingly, her hands tightening around me as I deepen the kiss. The hot water sloshes around us, steam rolling off the surface and surrounding us until everything else seems to disappear.
Raising one hand, I cradle her cheek in my palm, tilting her head to the perfect angle so I can plunder her mouth.
When I finally have to come up for breath, I pull away from her, returning my hand to her hip and leaning back against the ledge, watching her work over my lap.
“You look so pretty when you ride me like that.”
Her cheeks are flushed from the exertion and the temperature of the tub. Nibbling on her lower lip, she hoods her eyes and sinfully grinds against my cock.
I groan, leaning my head back and closing my eyes.
“All right, I can’t take it anymore,” I gasp, sitting up from my reclined position a few minutes later. “I have to be inside you.”
I move her off my lap and push myself up and out of the hot tub. Jersey watches me, swollen lips parted. When I offer her my hand, she takes it, but asks, “Where are we going?”
“Back inside so I can fuck you properly.” I pull her after me, scooping her up into my arms once again. She squeals but doesn’t fight me.
Despite the two of us dripping wet, I walk back into the house, not stopping until I’ve crossed the threshold of our bedroom. I set Jersey down on her feet and then snatch a towel out of the en suite bathroom. Wasting no time, I rub it up and down her body, wiping up every droplet of water before doing the same to myself.
When we’re dry, I toss the towel to the side and prowl toward her again, my hungry sights set on my beautiful prey.
Jersey’s eyes darken and she takes a few steps backward, bumping into the edge of the bed. She falls against the mattress just in time for me to capture her again, wrapping my arms around her thighs and pulling her to the edge of the bed. Her legs spread, welcoming me. Instead of thrusting home inside of her, I let my hands trail over her curves, down her sides, then up her thighs until I find her heated core.
My finger strums over her clit, my mouth finding hers again and kissing her as I work her body. She arches against me, opening her legs wider and giving me more access.
When she’s soaking wet, I position my cock right at her entrance, but before sliding deep inside her, I pause, leaningover her with one hand braced next to her head. My free hand cradles her cheek again and draws her attention to me. She’s got so much going on in her world, but right here, right now, all I want her focusing on is me and the perfect way our bodies work together.
“Eyes on me, Jersey.” I rub my thumb over her swollen lower lip.
When those gorgeous chocolate eyes land on me, I push the rest of the way into her. I watch every little nuance of her expression—her eyelids flutter a bit, her breath catches, and her cheeks flush.
Exquisite.
I let myself become consumed by every little sound she makes as I bring us closer to the edge. There’s nothing else to say other than I absolutelylovebeing with her in this manner. Getting to know her on such an intimate level does things to me that I’ve never experienced in the past.
I want every little moan, every gasp of pleasure, every glance right before she squeezes her eyes shut in ecstasy. I want anything and everything Jersey can give me.
She must feel the same because she wraps those sexy legs around me, hooking her ankles at my lower back and pulling me closer to her.
“Hayes,” she gasps as I hit that perfect spot deep inside of her.
“You feel so good, sweetheart,” I murmur, leaning my weight against her and burying my face against her neck, breathing her in. “You gonna come for me?”
She groans and bucks her hips against me. I grin against her neck and keep up my pace.
