Emmy didn’t say anything. They would once again be in the water together. This time naked. She had the feeling he was going to see her naked at some point or another anyway. She pulled her shirt over her head and popped off her bra. Next, she stepped out of her shoes, shorts, and panties.
“You are beautiful,” he said, holding out a hand to steady her descent into the water.
“Not as beautiful as you are,” she said, wrapping her fingers around his hand and stepping into the water. “Oh, God! It’s so warm. How is this even possible?”
“I assumed it is the magic of the land at work and left it at that.”
“I like that explanation. I think I’ll use it as well. If that’s okay with you, that is.” She laughed.
“By all means, use away.”
“Thanks, I will.”
He pulled her into his arms, surprising her. “I don’t want to hear any more talk about you not being beautiful. You are stunning.”
“You’re just saying that because you think you have to.” Emmy wasn’t dumb. She saw her chubby self every day in the mirror. She knew exactly what she looked like, while Kingston was literally muscle after delicious muscle. Truly hard and perfect in every single way compared to herself. He let go of her, and she slid down his body and into the water. She wanted to pout when his heat no longer enveloped her, but she didn’t. She tried to feign indifference. That didn’t work either. It was as if her body missed the skin-on-skin contact instantly.
“I didn’t say it because I think I have to. I said it because it’s true and because I mean it. And if you don’t believe me, I can prove it,” he said.
“Really? How do you intend to do that?” she asked.
“Give me your hand.” He held out his hand, waiting for her to decide if she wanted to comply with his request. “Unless you’re afraid.”
“Seriously? This is how you’re going to prove that you think I’m beautiful?” she smirked. What the hell was he going to do with her hand anyway?
“Seriously. That is unless you're afraid.” He offered his hand once again.
“You don't scare me,” she said, putting on the bravest face possible and slowing her breathing. The fact was he didn't scare her. At least, not in the way he thought he did. She wasn't afraid of him because he was a dragon. No, her fear came from a different place altogether. A place of vulnerability, that's exactly where her fear came from. She had just had a horrible end to a long relationship.
However, looking back over her time with Luke with a fresh set of eyes, she could easily see they were doomed from the start. He didn't really love her. He never had. She saw that now. Why he had even ever asked her to marry him was beyond her when all he ever did was complain about her body.
Looking back, there wasn't a damn thing she could have done to make him love her. She had paid for everything in their relationship, and that was what he had loved. He loved the money, the lifestyle. They didn't have everything he wanted, but they lived comfortably, and he was happy to take advantage of that for as long as he could.
“So? What will it be? Are you willing to take the risk or not?” Kingston asked.
“Fine.” She sighed and placed her hand in his.
What happened next took Emmy by complete surprise. Kingston’s mouth closed over hers. Gentle at first. His lips were so hot and warm and connected instantly with her hormones. Heat rushed through her body to her core. It had been months, maybe even longer if she were completely honest with herself, since she had been with a man. The last few times with Luke weren't exactly anything to write home about. He had never actually been a generous lover, but she had settled for what little attention he did give her because he made her feel like she was lucky to have even that.
Enough of that and of those thoughts!
He pulled her hand under the water with his and brushed it over his erection. Emmy gasped, giving Kingston the way to slip his tongue into her mouth. His kiss was like nothing she had ever experienced. Sweet Jesus, he made love to her mouth. If she hadn't been floating in the water, she would have been weak in the knees.
Taking her cues for him, she palmed his cock, her hand unable to close completely around his girth. She slid her hand gently up and down his length, loving the feeling of how hard he was.
He pulled back from the kiss and tossed his head back with a slight moan. When his eyes met hers once again, she noticed that they were glowing.
“Your eyes!” she exclaimed.
“It happens to all shifters when they are overcome by certain emotions.”
“Well, I think it looks sexy as hell,” she said, wanting him to know exactly what she thought of his glowing eyes.
“I still can’t believe you’re okay with this … with me. It blows my mind.”
“I think you can see that I’m more than okay with all of this and you,” she said as she continued to stroke his cock up and down.
Emmy had no freaking idea why she was being so forward with Kingston. It wasn’t like her. Not at all. She was normally shy and reserved, but there was something about him. Something she just couldn’t seem to say no to.