A few minutes later, he comes out in his bathing suit. He slides in the water and motions for me to join him. I drop the towels and ease in the warm water. He fidgets a bit and then pulls his shorts out of the water and lays them on the deck. Before I can ask what he is doing, he yanks me to him and removes my bottoms in one swift motion.
“What are you doing?” I hiss trying to get them out of his hands.
“Shhh. Remember when I told you I had plans for you in this hot tub? Well, tonight I’m going to show you those plans.”
“We can’t! Someone will see.”
“Baby, it’s dark and no one can see in the water. I’ll let you keep your top on but only because I don’t want anyone to see what belongs to me.”
He situates me on his lap where his hard length fits between my ass cheeks. His hands move to my stomach and he holds me in place. Goose bumps cover my skin when he starts to lick, suck, and blow lightly on my neckline.
“Okay, babe, time to fill you in. I went into Jacksonville. I had some stuff to take care of. I want Davis to have his own room, so I picked out a few bedrooms sets for you to look at. Once you choose what you want, it’ll be delivered to the house. Then I went and bought another gun. I used to have a concealed license but let it lapse. Now I’m getting another one.”
I tense against him. No way do I want a gun in the house with Davis.
“Before you freak out, we’ll figure a place for it to be out of his reach.”
“I still don’t think it is necessary, Reed. It goes against what I believe to have a gun in the house with small children.”
“Ari, do you think I would ever allow anything to happen to you two? I’d fucking lay down my life for you. Connor made me realize today that obsessive people get desperate and do evil things. I’m keeping the gun.”
“Okay, but I don’t like it.”
“Noted.” He continues kissing along my exposed skin while his fingers run random patterns on my stomach. I wiggle against his lap and he hisses.
“Almost done baby then you get my dick. While I was out, Connor’s PR lady called me. My statement was simple and to the point. It will go out tomorrow. I’m not sure if it will work, but I did ask for privacy.”
“Eight hours seems like a long time for furniture and gun shopping. Why didn’t you answer your phone?”
“Luke and I made one more stop and I couldn’t answer. That’s why I sent a text telling you I’d be back soon.”
“What stop?”
“I got a new tat.”
“You did!?” I say a little too loudly. “Where?”
“It’s on my upper shoulder and shouldn’t get wet. I’m not sure I can fuck you in this position and keep it dry.”
I try to respond, but he moves both hands to my thighs and spreads them. The feeling of his fingers rubbing through my slick folds in the warm water cause me to buck into his hand. He teases me by massaging the sensitive area with one hand and playing with my clit with the other. He finally moves one finger inside swirling it around. Desire pools in my stomach and I push my hips forward again. He inserts another finger and picks up the movement.
I turn my head to the side and capture his lips. My fingers thread through his hair and I hold his mouth tight against mine, scared I’ll scream if I move away. He continues to play with me to the point of no return. When he puts a third finger in and flicks my clit, I come undone moaning my release into his mouth.
I pull away trying to catch my breath and let go of his hair.
“Nope, not going to be able to fuck you like this.” Before I can ask what he means, he turns us where my body is against the side and he’s behind me.
“Bend forward, Ari, and hold on. Don’t move your hands.”
I do as he says and feel the tip of him nudging my entrance. I’m still sensitive and moan lightly as he slides in.
He kisses up and down my back while gliding in and out painfully slow. I try to push into him and he pinches my ass.
“No, babe, I’ve got this.”
He moves us slightly to the side and I whimper as the jet forces water right where he is inside me. The sensations take over my body and I feel tingling everywhere. My fingers tighten on the edge and I try my best not to scream.
I throw my head back and arch as much into him as possible. My nipples strain against the wet fabric and ache to be touched. Both of our heavy breathing fills the quiet night as he moves. The intensity is too much and I clench my muscles trying to prolong.