Luke choked a little, but Anna didn’t flinch. My kinda girl, a swallower.
I wasn’t sure how many shots we’d done, or how late it was getting, but Anna was getting friendlier by the minute. I no longer needed to know what she said. Her tone was a clear sign of her mood. She was ready to fuck.
Too bad I was already taken. Luke owed me for this one.
I lifted her soft hand to my lips. “Nice meeting you, Anna. Y’all have fun.”
She pouted but perked up when Luke took my place.
It was quiet outside, the hot tub empty. I wished I’d brought my phone so I could check the time. I’d just sit here for a few, work out the kinks, and get ready for Holly. I sank into the hot water and closed my eyes.
The voice came to me from what seemed like a fog. My name was followed by a soft giggle and fingers stroking my arms.
“Ace.”
I opened my eyes and the brunette from earlier filled my vision. She smiled as I sat up, blinking away the haze. Shit. What time was it? I hadn’t meant to fall a-damn-sleep.
Anna’s smile grew bigger as she floated back a few feet, then stood and untied her bikini top, her fingers playing across her large brown nipples. Have mercy!
“Wild man me gusta?” Her voice was so seductive. I wasn’t sure what me gusta meant, but wild man was the name Luke had her calling me all night. Her tongue slid across her ruby red lips as her hands slipped down her sides, pushing her bikini bottoms from her skin. Thick black curls were exposed, hiding the real gem between her legs.
Luke was smiling like a damn monkey on the other side of the tub. His grin was unbearable, but not nearly as offensive as his shorts floating to the surface of the water. Yeah, I’m out.
Anna had other plans.
She pushed me back and stepped closer, her fingers searched through her thick maze of hair until finding the place that made her moan. She bent over until her ass was in Luke’s face and her hands were on my thighs.
Shit. I really needed to get the fuck out of here.
“Which end ya want first, wild man?” Luke shouted, his hands already taking possession of Anna’s ass.
Anna licked her lips, her dark eyes filled with promise.
Damn it all to hell. I was not a good enough man to pass this shit up.
Was I?
“I’m feeling generous tonight, Luke my boy. You can have both.” Damn, the words felt like razors coming from my throat.
I stood up, needing to get out of there and adjusted my dripping board shorts in an attempt to hide my arousal.
“Por favor no vaya.” She grabbed my arm and moved closer, rubbing her fine tits against my back.
“Sorry, sweetheart. No por favor nothing. I gotta—”
“Ace?”
Well, fuck.
Slowly, I turned to see Holly standing a few yards away. The eyes that fascinated me so much looked hurt and confused.
“Holly!” My tone was overly excited, not buyable at all.
I shook Anna off and stepped out of the tub, grabbing a towel in an attempt to hide my swollen dick. I mean, seriously, who wouldn’t get a hard-on with a show like I’d just experienced?
Holly hadn’t moved, so I headed her way. I watched her try and regain her composure.
“Maybe I should go,” she said, her voice calm and even. “I didn’t mean to interrupt your little party.”
I grabbed her arm. “No, don’t leave. I was just about to head upstairs to wait for you.”
Her eyes flicked behind me, and the hurt briefly reappeared. But she lifted her chin and forced a too-bright smile on her face. “It’s okay. Really. I can get another room. It’s no big deal.”
Watching her work so hard to be casual did something inside me that wasn’t familiar. Guilt, sure, but there was something else, something more powerful. Something that wanted, desperately, to make it all better.
“I don’t want you to get another room. I want you with me.” Then I did something else I never did. I begged. “Please. Holly, please say you’ll stay.”
CHAPTER NINE
Holly
Tomorrow, I would call myself fifty kinds of a fool. I’d regret not turning around and leaving, I knew.
But with his hands in my hair, his body so close to mine… nothing else mattered. I might hate myself tomorrow, but God help me, I’ll go with him now.
“Yes.”
The relief on his face did something deep inside my chest. He pressed his lips to my forehead for the longest time.
“Let’s go.”
He held me close to his side as we walked through the lobby and to the elevator. He didn’t let me go as we walked into his room.
There, he turned me to face him, his hands on my shoulders. “I didn’t fuck that woman.”
The admission surprised me. “You’re free to do whatever you want,” I reminded him. Reminded myself.
He nodded and his hands moved into my hair again, pulling just enough to hurt. “I know, but I also want you to know that I’ve missed you, that I was waiting for you.”
My eyes burned as emotion filled them. “Why, Ace? Why did you miss me when you had a woman like that all over you?”
His breath smelled of alcohol, his skin of chlorine, and yet underneath it all, his natural manly scent found its way into my pores. I inhaled, fighting the emotion that wanted to choke me. I’d missed him so much too.
He kissed the tip of my nose, then one eyelid, then the other. “I don’t know that I have the right words to answer that, darlin’. Can I show you instead?”
My nipples hardened as his warm breath filled the space between us.
“Let me make love to you, Holly. Let’s forget everything else.”
I was afraid I’d cry if I said anything. Instead, I leaned forward and pressed my lips to his chest. I came here for this, what he was doing to me right now. His bad boy behavior was part of the appeal. That was clear once I’d kissed Jack, the gentleman with only good intentions. I loved this. I loved how bad Ace was, and I loved that I was the one woman who always seemed to get his attention over all the others.
His hands roamed down my back to my ass cheeks. His grip was strong and tight as he gave them each an equal squeeze. Yes. This was why I was here.
“You must be tired. We should get you into bed.” He groaned against my skin.
His hands tightened around me, melding my body into his as he walked me backwards towards the bedroom. With a gentleness that surprised me, he followed me down onto the mattress, and I gladly took his weight as he pressed me into its softness.
“You’re wet,” I reminded him as the cold water from his trunks soaked through my shorts.
He lifted his head, grinning down at me as he slid a hand up my thigh and under the cuff, tracing the soft material of my panties. “So are you.”
I reached for him as he pushed himself away from me, but was soon mesmerized as I watched him slide the wet shorts from his hips. His cock popped free, making my mouth water.
“Your turn.”
Before I could take another breath, my shorts were down my legs, followed by my panties. He pulled me up until I was sitting, then my shirt was over my head. Presto change-o, and just like that, I was naked.