Billie rolled her eyes. “Not that obvious.”
“I wanted something that reminded me of home. I was two years into my tour—I’d never thought about getting one before. Just hadn’t occurred to me. But then I was away from here and missing it more than I’d ever expected, and I wanted something to remind myself of it. And stars are a big thing here so… It felt right.”
Billie put her mouth over the tattoo as she had that first night in the bar, kissing it softly, her tongue pressing against the damp skin. My breath hitched and I could feel myself starting to get hard. “You’re playing with fire, you know that, right?”
“Oh dear. And here I thought I was playing with water.” Billie grinned at me, proud of her bad joke, and I just had to kiss her after that.
“You’re ridiculous,” I murmured, sliding my hand underneath the water, down her body, between her legs.
Billie whimpered and spread her legs for me. She was always so responsive, so good for me, letting me touch her and drive her crazy. “You’re going to make a mess,” she warned me as the water sloshed around a bit.
“This is our vacation,” I replied, sliding a finger into her, teasing her. “Let’s live a little.”
Billie’s head fell back as I pumped my finger in and out of her, her fingers sliding over the edge of the jacuzzi tub. “Going to have to get one of these,” I noted. “So I can do this to you all the time.”
Billie moaned a little. “You’re—you’re such a tease, Pike, oh my God.”
I kissed down her neck. I did love playing with her, it was true. “But you’re so responsive to being teased,” I replied.
Billie gasped as I slid a second finger into her, scissoring them. I kept it slow, gentle, fitting for being in a jacuzzi where I actually didn’t want to make a huge mess that made one of us slip on the tile getting out and hurt ourselves. Billie didn’t seem to agree—she kept trying to fuck herself down onto my fingers, speed it up, and I had to hold her back.
She whined. “Pike, come on.”
I pretended to think for a moment. “I suppose… well. I don’t know if this jacuzzi’s really big enough for both of us to…”
Billie glared at me. “Pike. Fuck me.”
I grinned. “Well. If you insist.” Hell yes. I really did love getting her all riled up.
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Billie
Pike gave me a shit-eating grin, one of the ones that I knew meant he had some plan up his sleeve, but he slid his fingers out of me and pulled me to him, his cock nudging at my entrance. It felt almost… like we weren’t of this world, it felt almost like we were transcendent, floating somewhere in-between.
He slid into me and I sank down further into the water, gasping, one leg hooked over the side of the tub so that he could fuck himself deeper into me. We were definitely getting water everywhere but I didn’t care. I ran my fingers through his hair, getting him all wet, chasing the drops of water that slid down his neck and his shoulders. Here, nobody cared if they saw marks on Pike’s neck, so I gave into my urges and I sank my teeth into his neck, sucking, licking at his skin with my tongue until I had left purple marks all over.
Pike groaned whenever I used my teeth, and I grinned. “You like that?”
“Maybe just a little,” he replied, speeding up his thrusts.
Oh my God. “Pike,” I moaned, taken by surprise. I clawed at his back and at the edge of the tub. Pike chuckled, then moaned with me, shifting his angle and dragging his cock in that exact way that made me cry out, made white hot pleasure spark through me like someone had doused me in lava. Oh God, yes, fuck yes.
Pike thrust harder, still trying to be careful of the water but losing himself a bit, dragging himself again and again over that spot until I was right at the edge—and I felt him coming, losing control completely and fucking into me roughly, and I couldn’t hold on after that.
I sank down into the tub, feeling boneless, warm, sated. Pike chuckled, and helped me up, until I was sitting on the top step of the jacuzzi. Then he winked at me, and slid down my body.
Oh my God.
I moaned, my hand seizing up in his hair as he licked into me and I realized—he could taste himself. He could know that he’d come in me, feeling the evidence of us joining, of him claiming me. It was so dirty but so goddamn hot, I shuddered all over. Oh fuck… oh fuck…
“Pike, Pike, Pike…” I chanted his name as he curled his tongue around my oversensitive clit, twisted it inside of me, until it was almost too much. Oh God, I’d just come, it was all so much, like fireworks, each swipe of his tongue making me afraid I was going to explode.