She said nothing for a moment. Then she opened her mouth and made him a very happy man. “So is make-up sex.”
“Very.”
“I thought you might agree. Your dick’s poking me in the back.”
“Ah.”
“Lucky I’m fond of it.”
“You’re going to confuse it, threatening it and then complimenting it under a minute.” He palmed one perfect, small breast through her shirt. His wife upped the ante, sliding a hand down to cup his groin, stroking the heel of her hand over him through the thick denim. He loved how she was all boldness when it came down to this between them. It worked for him like nothing else ever had. She worked for him.
“It doesn’t seem worried,” she said.
He grunted, pushing said appendage into her hand. “Hmm.”
“Home?”
“Water.”
“What? Here? Someone might see.”
“I know.” He plucked at her nipple and her breath caught audibly. “Your nipples are hard. Excites you, doesn’t it? That someone might see us.”
“No. If you’ll please recall our earlier conversation about privacy, Adam.”
“Shhh. We need this.” Her hasty denial failed to convince, but he kept that to himself. He started in on the neat line of buttons running down the front of her top. “There’s no one around. No security or anything in here. No one will know but you and me. And every time you come down here, you’ll remember…”
“Adam…”
“And you’ll think of me.”
“Egotistical.”
“Practical.” He slipped the top off her shoulders but it caught on something. A belt. The impediment could be dealt with easily enough. “You spend a lot of time down here. And no, I don’t mind you spending a lot of time down here, so don’t give me that look. I just like the thought of being on your mind now and then.”
“You’re definitely on my mind now and then.”
“Good.” The waist of her pants gaped sufficiently to let him slip his hand down the front and burrow into her panties. Why she wore such ill-fitting clothes he had no idea, but it came in handy right then. His fingers found her meltingly hot and wet, and he nearly came right there. The faint, heady scent of her arousal drove him mad. “Princess, you need help.”
“Shuddup,” she said, but he could hear the smile in her voice. “You can talk.”
Her hand squeezed his cock. Swearing profusely, he removed her clever grip before he disgraced himself. He twined their hands together against her bare belly while he explored with the other, gliding two fingers through the slick folds of her pussy. She was so lush and lovely. Back and forth he traced, making sure he had her full attention.
“It’s my husbandly duty to help.”
“Is it now?” Her chin sunk to her chest, her head lolling forward. “Hurry, Adam.”
He hummed his disapproval. “It’s better if you wait.”
“You owe me.”
“That I do. Fair enough.”
He zeroed in her clit, rubbing either side, massaging and plumping the hard bead. The scent of her arousal grew heavy on the air, spurring him on. Louise tightened her hold on his hand, grinding bones together, and a long, low moan escaped her lips.
It was the sweetest sound in the universe.
“You can’t be too loud though, princess,” he murmured in her ear. Partly because it was the truth but more for the fun of it. “Shhh.”
Her pelvis bucked against his hand, which was telling.
He gently, quickly thrummed her clit and she fell into climax. Hottest thing he’d ever seen. Her pussy quivered against his palm. With a strangled cry, her whole body jolted, stiffening then wilting in his hold. Making Louise come was a wonderful thing.
Her breathing was full of static and the back of her neck damp with salty sweat. Impossible to resist—and why would he? She squirmed when he licked her, rubbing her rear against his hard cock. This woman—what she did to him. His stomach muscles clenched tight with need.
“All right?” he asked, slowly removing his hand from her pants, careful to make sure her legs would hold her.
“Very,” she sighed.
“Hmm.” Adam sucked his fingers clean and the side of her mouth slid into a lopsided grin. “You’re tastier than the food at Hali’s.”
“High praise.”
“Truth,” he said.
She stared at the lagoon, dark eyes a mystery. “We really going to do this?”
“Yes.” The “please” stayed silent. Coming from a position of strength could be important during negotiations.
Her shoulders rose as she breathed deeply. “I’ve never been skinny-dipping. You’d better be right about those cameras.”