“Oh. Well, I’m not a success yet. But I feel like I could get there.” She turned around to face him, wrapping her legs around him. “For the first time, I have a confidence I’ve never had before, a belief in myself I’ve never felt before. I mean, I always thought I could do this. I believed in my designs, otherwise I would have never put my reputation on the line like that. But to have the reception that I had today. I don’t know, Drew. That, I didn’t expect.”
He kissed the tip of her nose. “You need to believe in yourself more. You’re a fucking rock star, Miss Preston.”
Her lips curved. “I like the sound of that. Maybe I should put that on my business cards.”
He leaned back in the tub. “Would look good on there.”
She followed him, climbing onto his lap, then grabbed the sponge, dipping it into the water. She wrung it out over his chest, then smoothed it over his shoulders.
His cock began to grow hard underneath her, which made her smile.
“You’re just way too easy.”
“And you’re naked and slippery, and your pussy is moving back and forth on my dick. What did you expect?”
She let the sponge drop into the water, then lifted her fingers up, letting droplets fall over the top of his head. He laughed, shook his head back and forth, water spraying her.
Then he pulled her against him, kissing her until everything on her was throbbing. She rubbed her breasts against his chest, her nipples tightening to hard, aching peaks.
And when she dipped her hand in the water and reached for his cock, fitting it at her pussy, he grasped her wrist.
“Lina. I don’t have a condom on.”
“And I love you. You love me. I assume that means we’re committed to each other. I’m on the pill and I never have sex with anyone without them wearing protection.”
He stared at her, his gaze clear and dead serious. “Neither do I. I don’t want to be with anyone else but you. I haven’t been with anyone else but you since that night I walked in here when Gray invited me over.”
That made her stomach tumble. “Drew.”
“I just want you to be sure.”
“Very sure. I want you inside me right now.” She lifted, then slid over his cock, watching his expression change, the way his gaze turned to molten desire as he looked at her.
“Christ, Lina, you feel good. This feels so good.”
She moved against him, feeling every inch of him expanding inside her.
“Fuck. Not like this,” he said, grabbing her and pulling her out of the water.
He stepped out of the tub, her legs wrapped around him, and laid her down on the thick carpet on the floor next to the tub.
“I want to feel you. Just you. Your heat and the wetness of your pussy.” He plunged inside her, and she arched against him.
“Yes. Like this, Drew. More.”
His mouth met hers in a tangle of lips and tongues as he thrust harder, then stilled. “Feel me, Lina. Feel my cock twitch inside you. You make me want to come.”
She did feel him, more than she’d ever felt him before. Expanding, moving, and taking her right to the edge of reason. His gaze met hers, his hair and body wet, droplets falling on her as he surged against her.
She arched to meet him, needing that contact to come. She tightened and quivered even as he ground against her. And when she splintered, he kissed her, his groan against her lips sending her spiraling out of control as he released inside her.