Page 46 of Everything In Between
THIRTY-NINE
hayes
“This place is amazing,” Jersey says, plopping herself down on the couch. She gazes out at the lake through the huge bay windows. “I don’t know if I’ll ever want to leave.”
“I know the feeling,” I tell her, settling down next to her. A sense of contentment wells within me when she snuggles up at my side, leaning her head against my shoulder. “I’m happy I get to share this place with you.”
“Me too,” she agrees, her eyes glistening. “How long have you had this house?”
“A few years now. Most of the time I use it in the offseason. There’s some good fishing in the lake,” I tell her. “Beckett and the guys will sometimes come up and hang out for Fourth of July. We’ll go out on the boat and chill.”
“You have a boat?”
I nod. “I do. It’s a little too cool still to take it out, but once the weather warms up, we’ll come back up and get you out on the lake.”
“I’d love that,” she says. “This house already feels like another place I could call home.”
“Hmm,” I murmur, leaning down and pressing a kiss to the top of her head. “I like the sound of that.” We fall silent for a while, and then a thought strikes me. “I have an idea.”
She laughs but doesn’t protest when I scoop her up into my arms. I carry her out of the living room, through the sliding doors, to the porch where the hot tub is located. With her arms around my neck, Jersey looks at me, an eyebrow arched on her forehead.
“What are you up to, Hayes Vogt?” she questions, a sly smile toying on her lips.
“Something dangerously wicked,” I tease, leaning down and kissing her deeply before placing her back on her feet. Wasting no time, I pull off the cover to the hot tub and turn to her expectantly. “Well?”
She crosses her arms over her chest. “Well, what?”
I tilt my head toward the hot tub. “You getting in?”
“I don’t have my swimsuit on,” she says stubbornly. I can tell she’s loving every minute of this little game we have going between us.
“You know you don’t need a suit.”
“What if someone sees?”
“We’re the only ones out here, baby. Now take off your clothes and get in the tub,” I command.
Her eyes widen and her lips part on a gasp. Her cheeks flush and her thighs press together. A delightful sense of pride lights like a fire at the thought that just my words have her losing her composure.
Somehow, I get the sense that she needs this. She needs a chance to breathe, a chance to restore herself and not worry about what’s next. She needs that release, that opportunity to forget for a little bit.
I’m happy to give her that.
Holding my gaze, her lips quirk, and she reaches for the hem of her sweatshirt. It’s a bit chilly out tonight, but it’s nothing that the heat from the hot tub won’t help. Her arms cross in that sexy way as she lifts the material over her head.
My mouth goes dry as she tosses it to the side, revealing her baby blue lace bra. Her eyes hold a challenge as she reaches for the band of her leggings, pushing them around her hips and shimmying her sexy legs out of them. My jeans grow impossibly tight as my eyes rove over her.
She has legs for days, toned and strong from her endless hours of practicing choreography for her concerts. She has delicious curves and luscious breasts, begging for my attention. I trace her figure, appreciating the cinch of her waist and the swell of her hips tapering down to her knees.
Jersey places her hands on those gorgeous hips, hitching off to one side, accentuating her curves.
“Now what?”
My tongue darts out to wet my lips. Jersey’s eyes track the movement. Her chest rises and falls with her breath as she waits for her next orders. I trail a finger over her lacy bra and matching panties. “Take these off.”
“I think this is a little unfair,” she says as she reaches behind her, unclasping her bra and letting it fall. Her nipples pebble instantly from the chilly evening air. “Here I am giving you a strip tease and you’re still fully clothed.”
“Not for long,” I respond, eyes still locked on her. “Don’t you worry.”
When her panties join her other clothes on the porch, Jersey spins around and crawls into the hot tub, giving me the perfect view of her pert little ass.
Once she’s settled in the water, her attention falls on me and she waves her hand expectantly.
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, leaning over 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 absolutely love being 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.
“That’s it. Let go for me,” I whisper, biting her earlobe. I feel her pussy grip me like a vise, and I grunt, the pleasure building at the base of my spine as we hurtle over the edge of bliss together. With one last thrust, I hold myself deep inside her, letting the wave of pleasure consume me.
Jersey trembles underneath me with her own aftershocks. I rest my weight on her, being careful not to squish her. She runs her fingers through my hair, settling me as my heart rate quiets down.
“I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of that,” she mutters. “Watching you fall to pieces.”
“I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of you,” I whisper, wrapping my arms around her body and hugging her tightly. It’s the honest truth. “I love you.”
Her hands move to my face and she draws me up until I’m looking right down at her. Her lips curve into a sexy smile and she says the words that mean the most to me in the entire world. “I love you too.”