“You can do it, baby,” I urge her on. “Come all over my fingers, get that sweet pussy off right here in front of everyone.”
She clutches my shoulders, her whole body tensing. I kiss her mouth, swallowing the moan that erupts as I stroke her once, twice more, and then she suddenly shudders against me. I feel the rush of damp in her panties, and fuck, she’s not the only one who’s going to have to hide her reaction, because I swear, I’m so hard, I could keep up the whole damn festival tent.
I barely have time to remove my hand and smooth out her dress before we’re swinging back down to the ground.
“How was the ride, folks?” the attendant unlocks the security bar.
“Surprisingly fun,” I reply, stepping down, and turning to help Jenn.
Goddamn, this woman is gorgeous. She’s staring at me breathless and wide-eyed, with flushed cheeks and a glaze of pleasure on her face.
The attendant sees her and does a double-take.
Yup. That woman has ‘I just orgasmed’ written all over her face.
“Time to go,” I say, grabbing Jenn’s hand and dragging her away from the ride. “Hotel?”
“Uh uh,” she murmurs. And that’s all the invitation I need. Because there’s no way in hell we’re going back to the party now. I need her alone. Naked.
ASAP.
We tumble into a car and drive back to the hotel before practically sprinting in the direction of my villa. But we take a wrong turn on the dark paths, and somehow wind up at the pool area instead. It’s deserted, with the lights glowing eerie blue.
“Noo!” Jenn looks around. “I think it’s back this way. Past the hammocks, right?”
I pause. Something about Jenn makes me want to surprise her. She always talks about herself as if she’s boring and predictable. I know that’s not true, and I want her to see it, too.
So, I turn to her with a grin. “The water looks good. And I know you need to cool off.”
I waggle my eyebrows at her.
Jenn gasps. “We can’t.”
“Why not?”
“It’s closed.”
“Is it?” I pop the latch on the gate. “Seems open to me.”
Then, before she can protest, I grab her by the waist, haul her over my shoulder, and take a running leap into the deep end.
SPLASH!
The cold water breaks over our heads, perfect and refreshing after the desert heat. Jenn breaks away, and we surface, gasping.
“I can’t believe you did that!” she cries, but she’s laughing in the same breath. She slicks back her hair, and ducks under again, coming up a few feet away. “Oh my god, you’re right, the water’s amazing!”
She splashes at me, and I grab her, pulling her in close for a kiss. We’re both fully clothed and soaked through, but I couldn’t care less as she wraps her legs around my waist, her arms twining around my neck.
I’m hard already, and she slides against me. The sensation is overwhelming—water circling us, Jenn’s teeth against my lip. I pull her back against the pool ladder, keeping us both above water as she kisses me hard.
Goddamn, this woman… I clutch her ass, already ducking my head to lick a path over her damp chest. Those flimsy straps get pushed aside as I feast on her breasts, circling each nipple in turn until they’re stiff between my lips and Jenn is panting, grinding at me—
“Hey! You two!” a voice calls.
Jenn lets out a shriek of surprise. Instinctively, I turn us, so I’m shielding her from view. Someone in a hotel uniform is standing in the dim light, shining a torch. “Pool’s closed,” he says, looking amused. “Take it back to your room.”
I clear my throat. “Will do. Sorry.”