I force myself to lie still and count to ten after the bathroom door closes behind Cassidy. Somewhere around eight, I decide I can’t wait anymore, and I push upright, wrapping a towel around my waist before I pad over to the stall. I knock once, twice, and wait.
Cassidy unlocks the door and opens it a crack, glaring. “I thought you were going to wait a couple minutes,” she protests.
I ignore her and pry the handle from her hands, pushing the door inward to step inside. It’s a tight space, but not cramped, plenty room for enough for two. And surprisingly clean for a poolside bathroom. I’m guessing that’s because it’s still early in the day, and the drinking crowd hasn’t needed it quite yet.
“I couldn’t wait any longer,” I tell her, and to judge by the answering flash of heat in her gaze, she knows what I mean.
I wrap my hands around her waist and hoist her onto the edge of the sink easily. At the same time, I dip my head to kiss those full, luscious lips. Cassidy sighs against me, and the whole world narrows down to this. To the heat between our bodies, the sweet, almost floral scent of her consuming my senses.
I peel her bikini top off and drop it onto the floor. Both of her nipples are hard by now, and I dip my face down to suck on one, my hands toying with the other, as she leans back against the mirror over the sink, her lips parting.
“Fuck, Lark. I couldn’t… I can’t get you out of my head. Ever.”
I draw back just far enough to read the sincerity in her eyes. The force of emotion behind her words. “Neither can I,” I tell her, suddenly serious. “Even when I thought you wanted nothing to do with me, I couldn’t stop thinking about you. You drive me fucking wild, Cassidy Marks.” I hook one thumb under her bikini bottoms.
She arches up against me, giving me enough room to tug them off. While I’m doing that, she gets one of her hands under the hem of my boxers and starts to work pushing them down my tanned thighs. “I know the feeling,” she replies. Her throat works tightly with a swallow.
She has to unhook her legs from around my thighs in order for me to finish peeling her bottoms off. When I do, they land on the ground with a wet sound, even though neither of us has been in the pool yet.
I smirk at her. “Clearly,” I say.
Her cheeks are still that sun-kissed, flushed pink. It would be adorable if it wasn’t so fucking sexy. I bend to kiss her again, stepping back between her thighs, and she hooks her ankles behind my lower back.
My swim trunks hit the ground, next, and I don’t need to look down to know that my cock is already rock hard. I can feel the blood rushing to it, every muscle in my body tightening with the need to fuck this woman. To relieve myself of the ache I’ve been feeling since yesterday—no, since I met her.
If I believed in magic, I’d be pretty sure Cassidy is a sorceress, the way she has me obsessing. I’ve never needed a woman this much; so much I couldn’t get her out of my mind even when I wanted to.
I pin her back against the sink and kiss those sun-kissed lips of hers. When we draw back, I grin down at her. “Think you can stay quiet enough not to get us caught?” I ask.
Her eyes flare with heat. “If that’s a challenge, I accept.”
I take a step closer to her, until the shaft of my cock touches her bare stomach. She breathes in again, sharp, and I trail my fingertips up her inner thighs, tracing her soft skin until I reach the spot where her hips meet her thighs. I trace those ridges, dancing around her mound, not quite touching her yet.
She squirms, just a little.
“What about now?” I reply, my smile widening. At the same time, I part her slit with two fingers and delve a third into the soft folds of her pussy, tracing her slit, not quite entering her yet.
She bites her lower lip. “It’s a good start,” she murmurs.
I laugh, and dip to kiss her jawline. Her neck. All the while, my fingertip strokes back and forth along her, collecting the juices pooled there. “You’re so wet for me, Cassidy.”
Another shiver. But she reaches up between us, and folds both hands around the hard length of my shaft. “I’m not the only one excited.”
“Mmm…” I chuckle against her throat, trailing my tongue along the edge. “You have no idea.” I press my finger into her entrance. Savor the feeling of that wet, warm pussy tightening around my fingertip.