Picture Perfect

eyes, willing her to say something, but she held her tongue. When I couldn’t take it any longer, I demanded an answer. “Babe, I’m not blind, and that look tells me you’ve got something on tap waiting to come out of that beautiful mouth. Hit me with it. I want to know what you’re thinking.”
    She mumbled at first, but when I glared at her, she spoke up. “It’s because it’s YOU, Flynn. I’ve got no problem getting hot for you, and I never have. But that doesn’t mean I’m not frigid with everyone else.”
    I’d bet one-years worth of royalties from my first album that she’d be able to get off with someone else who had skill, but it hit me like a baseball bat to the head right at that moment that I never wanted that to happen. Like, ever.
    “Sweetness, as wet as you got for me, you aren’t fuckin’ frigid- far from it. You would be able to get there with someone else who didn’t suck in bed, but we won’t be putting that to the test. You’re on fire inside babe, but you just don’t know it. I do, and now I’m the lucky son of a bitch that gets to bring it all out of you. I’m going to make you come hard and often babe, and it’s never going to be a burden, I can tell you that right now. You’re so fucking hot that I could spend days pleasuring you and it wouldn’t be enough for me. You aren’t the only one here who’s hotter than they’ve ever been with anyone else, Tessa.”
    I realized that I was turning her on with my words when her pupils dilated and her breath started coming faster. Pulling her in closer to me, I stared into her eyes as I continued, “There are a thousand things we’re going to do to and with each other babe, and I’m looking forward to every one of them.”
    Grabbing her ass in my hands, I lifted her against me, sliding her down my torso until her face was at the perfect level with mine. “Gonne make you come again now, sweetness.” Her breathy gasp made my dick twitch in my swim trunks as my mouth covered hers and our tongues began sliding together.
    With her legs clamped around my waist, I slipped my hand into her bikini bottoms, finding her hot and wet. Frigid my ass.

Chapter Nineteen

    It was a struggle to remember to continue breathing while Flynn kissed me and worked my drenched sex better than I ever had. I clutched at his shoulders and met him kiss for kiss as he rubbed my clit in circles. Pulling away from him I gave a keening cry as my orgasm hit.
    As I came down, he continued to rub ever so gently, taking special care not to touch my ultra-sensitive clit. I felt us moving through the water just before he lifted away from him and laid me on the raft I’d started out on.
    I was completely blissed out from my orgasm, while at the same time being stupefied by how easily he was able to get me there. Feelings his gaze on me, I opened my eyes to look back at him. I shivered when I saw how wild his expression was, and my core clenched from his look alone. I got goose bumps and let out a breathy sigh when he reached behind my neck to undo my bikini top. I maneuvered myself a bit so that he could unhook the back as well, and then I chuckled when he threw it toward the side of the pool.
    He turned the raft so that I was at his side and then he leaned over and kissed me. When he pulled away I whimpered, but his smile told me he wasn’t finished with me. The sound of his voice was pure liquid lust. “Babe, hands over your head. Hold onto the raft and don’t. let. go. ”
    My heart started beating triple time as I followed his instructions. I watched in silence as he worked to get my bikini bottoms off and before I knew it, I was completely naked, laid out before him on display. Judging by the look on his face, he liked what he saw. A lot.
    “This beautiful body, sweetness? It’s made for pleasure. It’s singing to me, telling me what it wants and needs. Those other idiots you were with weren’t fuckin listening.”
    If I’d had panties on, they would have burst into flames. Lowering his head, he took my left breast into his mouth and sucked, hard. At the same time, his hand was gliding down my torso on a slow and leisurely journey that had my body humming. Lifting his mouth from my breast, he captured my mouth with his again. The kiss was tender, as if he was trying to convey something to me with it.
    I pulled away with a gasp and wrapped my hands in his hair when his fingers slid between my drenched folds. His response was a growly chuckle.