Holy shit, it’s sheer black and seriously covers nothing.
Okay, then. So this is what Jase likes?
I slip out of my dress and underwear, then place the necklace and earrings carefully on the dresser before putting on the bathing suit. There are three slips of fabric, if you can even call it that, and they only cover my nipples and between my legs.
I glance around the room for a robe, and not seeing one, I peek at the bathroom before digging in Jase’s bag for one of his shirts. Finding one, I grin as I pull it over my head.
Just then, Jase comes into the room, and he laughs when he sees me in his clothes. “Not what I had in mind, but I like it.”
“Yeah, I just wanted to cover myself for now.” I tug at the shirt.
Jase moves closer to me, and lifting his hands to my arms, he rubs up and down the length of them, as he explains. “I’m a visual person, but if you’re uncomfortable with any of the clothes I got, then you really don’t have to wear them.”
I quickly shake my head. “I just need to get used to them.”
“Want to climb in the tub while I get us something to drink?”
I nod and walk out on the balcony. With it being dark I can’t see much of the view around us, but looking up, I smile when I see how clear the stars are.
A couple of minutes later, Jase comes back with two flutes of champagne. “I figured we had something to celebrate.”
He holds a glass out for me to take.
“One second,” I say, and grabbing hold of the shirt, I pull it over my head.
The smile Jase had on his face falls off at the speed of light, and a predatory look tightens his features. “Babe,” he breathes, “I’m going to make you scream this weekend.”
I take the champagne from him and gulp down a big sip before climbing into the water. It’s warm and has an aromatic scent to it.
Jase places his own glass on the side of the tub, then strips out of his pants and boxers. My eyes drop to his cock that’s definitely ready for action.
The sight of his muscled body sends a wave of goosebumps over my skin.
He steps into the water then glides over to me. Placing his hands on the side of the tub, he cages me in. The water laps at my breasts as his eyes drop down to them.
Biting his bottom lip, he shakes his head. “I’m one hell of a lucky man.”
His compliment makes me smile.
Jase pushes an arm behind me and then pulling me to the middle of the tub, he skims a finger over my hard nipple.
I rest my hands on his biceps as we stare at each other, and I can feel his cock pressing against my abdomen. The feel of him is like electric shocks to my insides.
He pulls me tighter against his chest as his hand slips between my legs. “I love touching you. God, it’s addictive.”
A breath hitches in my throat when he slips a finger under the fabric and circles my opening. “I love being touched by you,” I manage to get out in a low moan.
Jase moves back, and as he sits down, I straddle him, which gives him better access to my clit. His mouth claims mine in a dirty hot kiss that has my heart soaring to the stars in no time. His fingers work me toward an orgasm, and when I’m close, I let out a gasp.
Jase immediately stops and growls, “Eyes on me and let me hear you.”
They snap back open.
“I want to hear what I’m doing to you, babe,” he says as his finger dips inside me before circling my clit.
“I can’t,” I whisper breathlessly.
His eyes are sharp on my face, and he knows the second I’m close again, and he freaking stops again.
“Jase,” I growl with warning.
It makes a hot as hell smirk spread over his face. “See, you can.”
He begins to alternate between thrusting his finger inside me and pinching my clit. It has my hips bucking wildly against him. My gaze burns into his, and my breaths explode over my lips.
The orgasm hits hard from all the teasing, ripping the air from my lungs in a low moan. My body shudders uncontrollably, and I grind myself down on his hand.
“Shit,” I gasp as the release relentlessly tears through me, and then noises I’ve never made before spill over my lips, and it sounds like something between a whimper and a moan. My hands move to behind Jase’s neck, and I grab fistfuls of his hair as my body tightens, on the border of pain and pleasure.
“Jase,” I pant, unable to take more, and only then does he free me from the sweet torture as his hand moves up to my breast and his mouth slams against mine.