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“Honestly, me neither, but it might help.” I pause my movements enough to think.

“Alright then, love. What are your rules?” He dips his head, running his nose along my jawline and down my neck.

“What if we promise not to fall for each other? No feelings and we remain friends.”

“I’m not going to promise that.” My heartbeat thrums against my ribcage.

“Why not?”

“Because I can already tell how easy it would be to fall for you.”

My eyelids grow heavy and my chest heats as the warmth of his lips presses into my skin.

“And besides,” he murmurs against my neck. “There’s nothing friendly about the way I want to fuck you.”

The beat of my heart could probably be heard all the wayback up at the main house. My thoughts race a mile a minute as I stare into his eyes, frozen. I didn’t think getting into this hot tub with him half-naked would lead to a game of checkers. I knew what I was doing, but my body is begging me to do one thing, and yet my mind is pleading with me to pause.

The idea of catching feelings for someone, or getting attached to them, has never crossed my mind. I’ve always just assumed it was because I knew better. I wanted nothing to do with it. I never thought twice about it. But looking at the man in front of me, my heartbeat tells me it might not have anything to do with how well I’ve combated these feelings before and everything to do with it not being the right person.

I watch my fingers trail along the long red strip running down his tan shoulder. I feel his eyes still on me. My tongue wets my bottom lip, and I pull the corner of it between my teeth, my gaze flicking up to his eyes. My breath stalls in my chest at the hunger in his eyes. This might be a mistake later, but right now…

A slow smile spreads across my face and I shrug.

“Fuck it.”

The second the words leave my mouth, his large hands thrust into my hair, and his lips come crashing down onto mine. His mouth parts open, and mine follows. The heat from his tongue is warm, but the heat in my core is a burning fire. There’s nothing gentle about his kiss. It’s full of need as if he’s been starved for this. He tugs lightly at the back of my head, and the gentle sting tingles all the way down to that weight that sits unbearably between my legs now. I shift slightly, looking for any bit of friction I can get. Soft tendrils of his hair slide through my fingers and we pull apart, our breathing shallow. His mouth descends along my jaw, past my ear, and down my neck. Pleasure floods through my entire body. My limbs are heavy even though I’m near floating.

His erection lifts under me, and a moan escapes me as I continue to shamelessly grind myself against the ridges of his stomach. I lower myself just enough so that the head of his cock sits right at my most sensitive spot, and I bear down, rubbing my clit over him.

“I bet you could get yourself off just like this, couldn’t you?”Yes.Beads of sweat pool at the nape of my neck, and my whimpering moans grow louder as I feel my orgasm building. “Show me, Nova. Show me how you make yourself cum.”

His lips settle on mine again, and my stomach dips when he pulls my bottom lip into his, giving it a light suck before nipping it. My hips buck harder in response, and I feel his smile beneath my lips.

“You like that, Nova?”

Fingers tangle in my hair again, and he tugs my head back, exposing my neck. His wet mouth sucks at the most sensitive part, and that’s all it takes. My thighs shake around his thick body, and my lungs struggle to take in any air as waves of pleasure begin rolling through me.

I haven’t yet caught my breath when his hands wrap around my waist and lift me out of the water. The backs of my thighs hit the heated wood as warm water drips down my body.

“Fuck,” he moans, eyes glued to my nipples that are so hard they might very well cut right through my shirt. The sight of him standing before me, possessively gripping the tops of my thighs, is too much. I run my fingers through the longer strands of wet hair on the top of his head, giving it a little tug, and his eyelids dip briefly.

“Knox—”

He releases his grip on my legs only to trail his knuckles up my thighs, leaving my skin to pebble beneath his touch.The backs of his fingers drag across my hips, and down my pussy stopping right at the top of my slit.

My head tips back, and my eyes close as a small moan escapes my lips. The wide pad of his thumb moves with a feather-light touch across my overly sensitive clit. Instinctively, my back arches forward, and without missing a beat, his warm, wet mouth is wrapped tightly around my nipple. Through the cotton of my shirt, he sucks, flicks, and moans against me. I’m lightheaded as I press further into him and when he drops his hand from between my legs I nearly cry from the loss. His fingers dip between my hips and the fabric resting against them.

“Lift.” His jaw is set tight, and his eyes follow when my lips part. I rest my hands on the wood floor behind me, propping myself up, and he makes quick work of sliding the black cotton underwear down my legs, discarding them over his shoulder.

I drag my hand down his chiseled chest to the top of his swim trunks and pinch the drawstring between my fingers. His hand covers my wrist, stopping me. “Not yet, Nova.” I pull back and try to close my legs, but his massive size between me doesn’t allow it. Flutters erupt in my stomach when he lowers himself back into the water, eyes never leaving mine. “I’ve watched you cum, now I want to taste you.”

His mouth descends on me, pulling my clit into his mouth, and I can’t tell which stars are real and which ones are the ones he’s making me see.

“Oh, fuck, Knox!” The cool night air around us fades away, and I drop back on my elbows, squeezing my eyes shut, and whimpering as his tongue runs circles around me. His answering moan vibrates against me like he can’t getenough and when his fingers dig into my hips, pulling me tighter to his face, I know he can’t.

“Fucking hell, Taylor,” he murmurs against me. His index and middle finger run down my slit, splitting my lips for him, and the exposure, the anticipation, and the throbbing pressure is all too much. He runs a flat tongue straight up my center, and my body squirms under him. His forearm wraps across my waist, the weight of his hand splaying across my stomach. My eyes open wide when he pulls my clit into his mouth, once again sucking with just the right amount of pressure.

“Oh my god.” I’m starting to get dizzy. My core hollows and flexes, and I gasp for air. My fingers tangle in his hair when I can’t take it anymore and I cry out, “Knox, I can’t.”