Page 29 of The Tycoon
I am forever hers.
CHAPTER thirteen
dolly
I have nevereverbeen this sore. Every muscle in my entire body aches. From head to toe, inside and out, I amsore.But God, the pain is so worth it.
Settling against the jet in the hot tub, my eyes move towards Sutton as he struts my way. Carrying a pink fruity drink in one hand, and what looks like a Jack and Coke in the other, his lip pulls into a sly smirk as he notices me look his way. I can’t see his eyes behind the Ray-ban Wayfarer sunglasses, but I wouldn’t put it past him if he was winking at me right this second.
He has every right to be cocky. Over the past fourteen hours, he’s given me at least twice as many orgasms. We’ve made love four times, each time being better than the last. His stamina is unlike anything I've ever seen. My three mistakes before meeting him couldneverhave done to me what he has. If I didn’t think he would be my husband before this, I would be absolutelycertain now.
Sinking into the jacuzzi to adjust the top of my pink Gucci string bikini, I make sure my nipples are fully covered. It’s a little snug on me, but I can’t fault him for not knowing my true size. His assistant rushed it to the condo this morning after I realized I hadn’t packed my swimsuit. He refused to let me go back to my apartment to get it, telling me that I deserved something new. My frumpy one piece is nearly three seasons old so I didn’t see the harm in letting him buy me a present. I honestly expected him to pick up something from the mall, but as I’m quickly learning, Sutton Douglas doesn’t do cheap.
With my breasts semi-decent, I sit up properly as he finds his way back to me. Lifting my hand, I take the fruity drink from him with a grateful smile on my face.
“Thank you, Sir, this looks delicious,” I say, bringing the white paper straw to my lips to take a sip.
Easing himself into the warm water, he leans over to kiss my cheek. Taking a seat next to me, he wraps his arm around me and pulls me onto his lap.
“It’s a strawberry and starfruit daiquiri, I was told it's the sweetest drink they make, and it’s your favorite color so win win,” he replies, sipping on his drink.
My smile widens at his adorable gesture. I think I’m getting used to having him order for me, he has yet to get me something I didn’t like.
“It’s really good. I still can’t get over how amazing this pool area is,” I say, my eyes moving over the resort’s olympic sized pool, canvas draped cabanas, and upscale tiki bar.
Nodding his head, Sutton places his drink on the concrete edge of the jacuzzi. With his hands completely free, he helps me straddle his lap. Placing his hands on my waist under the water, he arches his hips just enough to let me know he’s not exhausted from our fun in the shower this morning.
“Having a condo attached to a five-diamond resort definitely has its perks, I just wish it wasn’t so crowded at the moment,” he says suggestively.
Taking another sip of my drink, I move to set it down next to his. Draping my arms over his broad shoulders, I press myself against him. It’s amazing how much my self-confidence has grown since yesterday, I’m starting to have fun being flirty. Or, at least trying to be flirty.
“Oh? And why is that, Sir?” I ask, lightly wiggling over his lap.
Clenching his jaw, his expression turns feral and hungry. His fingers pinch into my bruised skin in a nonverbal warning to halt my movement. Leaning close, he whispers against the shell of my ear. His deep, hushed tone sends a shiver down my spine.
“Because right now, all I want to do is pull off those itty-bitty bottoms of yours and sink you down on my cock right here in this damn hot tub.”
My mouth falls open at his reply, my heart jumps into my throat. In an instant, my mind fills with lewd images of him taking me right here in the chlorinated water. Sure, it’s a UTI waiting to happen, but it would be worth it. I want to try everything sexually I can with this man. I’m up foranything.
“We could be discreet?” I suggest.
I feel his fingers move to the strings of my bikini bottoms. He slowly begins to tug on them, testing my boldness. I’m thankful I’m wearing mirrored sunglasses so the swimmers surrounding us can’t see that my eyes want to pop out of my head.
“You sure, Princess?” he asks.
Swallowing hard, my mind plays tug-o-war with my body for a good thirty seconds. I really want to cave into my wicked desires. It would be fun to have something we could look back on in fifty years, when we’re both too frail to be frisky. I almost throw caution to the wind and risk being banned from the hotel’s pools, but then my eye catches something that stops me dead in my tracks.
Staring directly at us is a woman with the deepest scowl I’ve ever seen. Her disgusted, annoyed look kills my mood instantly. While I can’t see her eyes behind her oversized Chanel sunglasses, I swear she’s burning a hole right through me.
“On second thought, Sir, we probably shouldn’t.”
Sutton chuckles low, his lips trail needy kisses along myjaw.
“Oh yeah, Princess? Why’s that?” he asks, his voice gravely and tight.
Gripping my hips, he grinds himself into me. He’s impossibly hard and ready to go, it would be so easy to pull my bottoms to the side and give into temptation. If it wasn’t for the damn woman still staring at us.
“Someone’s watching us,” I say just loud enough so he can hear me over the hot tub’s jets.