“That could be because a part of me is still inside you.” His gaze heated as it trailed down my body to where a simple slip of the sheet would allow us to be connected. “I’m sorry, baby. I wasn’t thinking when I took you in the middle of the night and didn’t use a condom.”
I leaned down, the tips of my breasts brushing against his chest as I whispered, “If anyone should apologize, it’s me. I’m the one who started that round. I should’ve grabbed one from the bedside table before I wrapped my lips around your dick.”
“Fuck that,” he growled, stretching his neck up to claim my mouth in a passionate kiss. His tongue tangled with mine until I was breathless. Then he nipped my bottom lip before he pulled away. “You never have to tell me you’re sorry for driving me so fucking crazy with your mouth that I can’t think of anything but driving deep inside your tight little pussy. Feel free to do it anytime you want.”
I licked my lips, remembering the taste of him in my mouth last night and wanting it again. “With an offer like that, I should probably tell you that I’m on the pill.”
“Is that an invitation to keep on taking you bare, baby?” I felt his dick flex underneath me, letting me know how turned on he was by the possibility.
“Well, I mean,” I stammered, my cheeks filling with heat. I’d never had the go-without-condoms conversation with a guy before, and I was floundering a little. “You already flooded my pussy with your come last night, so the barn door is already open, right?”
“You make an excellent point,” he chuckled, shaking his head. “Because I came like a fucking freight train inside you.”
“And you don’t have to worry about me. I’m clean. It’s been an insanely long time since—”
He gripped the back of my head and pulled me close, his mouth crashing over mine and stemming the flow of words. He kissed me until I couldn’t remember what I’d been about to say before growling, “I never want to hear about you and another guy. I know I didn’t pop your cherry, but as far as I’m concerned, I’m the only man to have ever been inside you.”
“You’re the only one who matters,” I reassured him.
“The same is true for me.” His palms cradled my cheeks, and he ran the tip of his nose down the length of mine. The gesture was heart-meltingly sweet. “And I’d never do anything that would put you at risk.”
“I know.” My response was instantaneous, but nonetheless true. Vaughn had more than proven that he was willing to put me first. Our situation was unusual, but it had left me with zero doubts about him looking out for me.
“Good.” He lifted me off the bed before rolling off the mattress. The sheet dropped to the floor, and my gaze zeroed in on the bead of pre-come glistening on the tip of his hard-on. I licked my lips before parting them, but the only sound that came out was a squeal as he hefted me up and over his shoulder. “As much as I’d love another of your incredible blowjobs, we’d better get you in the hot tub first to help ease those aches before I’m tempted to make them worse.”
I reached down and slapped one of his firm butt cheeks. “Hurry up, then! I’ve got muscles to loosen and blowjobs to give.”
He let out a bark of laughter but kept on going. I bounced lightly on his shoulder as he bounded down the stairs, heading straight for the French doors in the kitchen that led to the backyard. There was an attached covered patio, and the hot tub was to the left. He set me on my feet so he could pull the cover off and check the temperature. While he grabbed a couple of fluffy white towels from the rack against the house and set them on the edge of the hot tub, I stared out at the guesthouse on the other side of the crystal blue water of the pool. “All ready.”
He climbed in, and I quickly followed. When I moved to sit next to him, he hefted me onto his lap. “If I’d known it was going to be that kind of naked hot tub time, I would’ve raced you down the stairs.”
“That would’ve been hard to do from up on my shoulder,” he teased, tightening his hold on me when I wiggled on his lap. “Ah, ah, ah. You’re not going anywhere, baby.”
“I was just trying to turn around so I’m facing you,” I huffed.
“I’d like to sit like this for a little bit.” He pressed a kiss against my temple. “It’s going to be a fuck ton harder to stop myself from sliding inside you once you turn around.”