He was so big, and I was so small.
I was so breakable, and he was so strong.
He was ruination and redemption, and I needed both.
“I think we’ve already established that my age is trivial, and I’m a big girl who can make big girl decisions,” I breathed over his lips, relishing in the feel of his bristled jawline scraping against my palms. I raked my nails in soft scratches through his thick scruff, both of us panting harder and faster. “Do you know what I’ve decided, James?”
“That you want to send me to an early fucking grave?” he growled, fighting to pry his focus off of my mouth.
“No.” My voice softened between us, dripping whispered words over his lips. “I’ve decided that I want to kiss you too.”
The admission washed over him, brightening the stolen flecks of sunlight in his eyes and tightening the skin next to them.
For just a split second, James looked as if he was suffering a beautiful death, like sunbeams were about to rupture from beneath his golden skin and incinerate us both.
But that all went away as he grit his teeth against it, wrestling with that split second of control lost and shoving it back down.
“It’s nice to want things,” he rumbled darkly, pupils sharpening. “Now get off.”
Shaking my head, I curved a thumb over the sharp rise of his cheekbone.
“We both know you don’t actually want me to move.”
“And how’s that?”
“You’re twice my size. You could toss me off of you right now if you wanted to, but you don’t want to. You want my legs spread over you just like you want to kiss me.”
Shifting against him, I stifled a gasp as the feel of a hard-as-fuck cock grazed the front of my underwear, pushing against me. The feeling was fucking divine, twirling a smirk up my cheeks.
“Just like you want to fuck me right now.”
His erection twitched against my inner thigh, answering for him. He glowered even deeper, meaner, and my impulsive fire wanted more.
“I’ll let you do it. Fuck me in this hot tub like you’ve been fucking me in your head for days now.”
My tiny waist got crushed between his bear-paw hands, pushing out that stifled gasp. “You’re naïve and drunk and need to stop before that reckless fucking mouth of yours says something you can’t take back.”
“I might be a little drunk, but what makes me naïve?” I whispered, easing my mouth towards his.
A hand lashed out of the water, catching and engulfing my chin. A sigh married with a moan pushed from my lungs as furious fingers dented along my jawline, eyes of melted gold blazing up at me.
“The fact that you think women let me fuck them, for one.” He yanked my face closer, just enough to show me the animalistic way his pupils were dilating. “They don’t let me fuck them. They beg me to.”
Beneath his domineering grip, I tipped a wily grin.
“Is that what you want, James? You want me to get on my knees and beg for you?”
“I want you to get the fuck back on your side of the hot tub and stay there.”
“You’re lying to both of us,” I threw back, upper lip curling.
Exasperation kicked his head back with a roughed up groan. The bite of his fingers sharpened against my cheeks as he snapped his head back up, a ring of fire screaming around his eyes.
“Scarlett fucking Avery, I swear to God—”
“God isn’t here,” I breathed to cut him off. “It’s just me.”
A serrated gasp was all that separated us as he jerked my face forward. “And you’re the goddamn devil, aren’t you?”