Chapter 20
CHAPTER TWENTY
Freya moaned into their kiss. Tiny explosions fluttered through her with each nip of Xander’s teeth, with each slide of his tongue.
His hands began to roam, and when he slipped a hand beneath the fabric of her tankini and cupped her breast, when he pinched her nipple between his fingers, the explosions grew.
“More,” she groaned, clutching his neck. The heat within her was building, and she squirmed. “Please, Xander. More.”
A low growl sounded from his throat as he began peppering kisses down her throat. Her racing heart kicked when his fingers slid under the shoulder straps of her bathing suit and began pulling them down.
“Yes,” she murmured, yanking her arms free. The warm water raced over her chest when he shoved her top to her waist. Throwing her head back, need raced through her as his hands molded her breasts.
Her eyes flew open, and she gasped when she was suddenly hoisted higher.
The cold air had her already hard nipples aching, and then his mouth was on her.
He sucked on her breasts, pulling on one nipple while his fingers worked her other.
Her core throbbed, and she threaded her fingers through his hair, clutching his head to her chest. God, yes . . .
Her heart hammered as she felt one of his hands skim her side. His thumb hooked the edge of her bikini bottoms, and he tugged.
She leaned back, pulling her breast away from his mouth. He groaned in protest, but she gripped his shoulders and lifted.
A sexy smile flittered over Xander’s face as he quickly pulled her bikini bottoms off and then crashed his lips to hers.
Clutching his neck, she dueled her tongue with his. His hand trailed along her front, over her breasts, and down her stomach. She sucked in a breath when his fingers found her center.
“So fucking soft,” he murmured against her neck while his fingers teased her. “So fucking pretty.”
She gasped when his fingers slipped between her folds and moaned when he rubbed her clit in tight circles.
“You’re all fucking mine.” He swallowed her cry and slipped two fingers into her.
Sensation after sensation bombarded her. She pulled away from their kiss to gasp for air as he finger-fucked her into oblivion. She rode his hand, not caring that she was chanting, “Yes, yes, yes!”
Tingles raced over her body, and she grabbed his shoulders in desperation.
“That’s it, baby. Your pussy feels so good.
I want you to come on my fingers. Then I want you to come on my face.
Then on my cock.” His guttural words sent her over the edge.
Her body tensed, and she slammed her thighs together, trapping his hand that kept working her. She cried out, and her body convulsed.
“So fucking beautiful, Freya.” His mouth claimed hers, and though her body was reeling, she needed more.
She gripped his hair and yanked him away.
“More, Xander. I want more.” She stood. Water sluiced down her body.
She moved to a spot at the edge of the hot tub where the water came up to just over her knees.
She was dimly aware she was standing there with her top bunched at her waist. And that was it.
But with the way Xander was looking at her, she didn’t care.
The way his impressive erection was tenting his swim trunks, she didn’t care.
She needed him. Now.
“I’m on the pill, and I’m clean.” She turned away from him and leaned toward the edge. She glanced over her shoulder. The naked desire in his gaze sent a flood of heat to her pussy and emboldened her. “I need to feel you inside me. Please.”
Within seconds, Xander was out of his swim trunks. She didn’t have time to appreciate his sculpted abs or his thick cock before he was behind her. His hands ran over her ass, squeezing. His lips and tongue trailed up her spine.
“You’re so damn perfect, Freya.”
Before she could respond, he slid into her in one long thrust.
She groaned as he stretched her, and wetness flooded her. She was so full. “So good,” she murmured. “You feel so good.”
“Holy fuck, baby,” he growled as he began to move.
Fireworks sparked within her, and she gripped the edge of the hot tub.
Her knuckles turned white as he worked her, her pussy fluttering around him.
In and out he thrust, driving her wild. Water sloshed over the sides of the hot tub, but she didn’t care.
When he reached around and his fingers rubbed hard circles over her clit, she exploded.
Her pussy clenched his cock and he pounded into her, his rhythm becoming erratic as he came.
“Oh my God,” she said on an exhale, dropping her forehead to the edge of the hot tub. The movement pushed her hips back, and he groaned, still buried within her.
His hands squeezed her hips and smoothed over her cheeks. “Oh my God is right.” He slowly pulled out, and she immediately missed him. She felt his come trickling out of her, and she glanced over her shoulder.
His gaze was locked between her thighs, a renewed hunger sizzling in his expression.
“See something you like?” she teased, wiggling her hips.
His dark eyes flickered to hers and then back between her legs. “You have no idea, baby.”
She grinned. There was something about this man that had her throwing her inhibitions—and every rule she’d set for herself—out the window.
His hands moved to her waist, and he squeezed.
She yelped when he pulled her against his chest and sank back into the water.
With her back to his chest, he wrapped his arms around her and pressed a kiss to her temple. “Well, that was fun.”
She chuckled and dropped her head against him. “Sure was.” Yeah, she could get used to this.
He let out a sigh. “If you give me twenty, we can go for round two but . . .” He glanced around them and chuckled. “I think we should try out a bed.”
“I wouldn’t be opposed.” She grinned and tilted her head to look at him. “Don’t get me wrong, this was amazing, but a bed would be nice.”
He plucked at her top that was rolled up and scrunched around her waist. “This is cute, though.”
Rolling her eyes, she adjusted her top so it was back on and then leaned back against him.
“You know what, Frey?” he asked, his hands running over her thighs.
Excitement began to brew anew as he pulled her legs apart. “What’s that?”
“Since I’m gonna have to add a shit ton of chlorine to the hot tub anyway .
. .” His fingers played between her thighs, and she moaned, rocking against the growing erection tucked against her bare ass.
“We may as well go for round two right now. Don’t want to waste all the chlorine, right? What do you say?”
He slipped two fingers into her, and she groaned. “I really like the way you think, Xander Bonetti.”
He nipped at her neck and his fingers pumped in and out of her. “Well, I really like you, Freya Hansen.”