Saxon's Soul (Haven, Texas 5)

“Ah, we’ll have to change that. All the toys in my box are brand new and now yours.” He reached over and grabbed the little purple cock, pulling it onto his finger. Her eyes widened.

“It works in water?”

“Wouldn’t be much point in keeping pool toys if they didn’t work in the water, would it? Now this is pretty tame in comparison to some of the things I own, but I thought I’d keep it light for tonight.”

How kind of him. And she was pretty certain that most people’s pool toys consisted of beach balls and floaties. Not vibrators and whatever else he kept in there.

Oh, hell.

He turned the little vibe on and pressed it to her clit, and a rush of pleasure caught her by surprise. She arched her back with a cry.

“Easy, baby. You really are near the edge, aren’t you? Sh, now,” he soothed as he eased the vibrator back then pressed the curved edge into her pussy. It barely went in an inch, not nearly enough to satisfy her. She tried to press down, but he gripped her hip with one hand.

“Stay still. I’m in charge of your pleasure. Not you. Now stay just where you are.”

That was so mean and yet she found herself stilling, not wanting to risk losing the waves of heat flowing through her. He thrust the tip in and out of her pussy. Frustrated noises passed her lips. She wanted more. Needed it.

He drew the little vibrator back up to her swollen clit at the same time he reached out with his free hand and lightly pinched her nipple. She was lost. Gone. A scream erupted from her throat as she came, her pussy contracting with each wave. Her breath stuttered, the world around her spinning crazily. Cries fell from her lips as she peaked, shuddering. It seemed to go on forever. Her mind floated.

“Good girl. Such a good girl. Come back to me now. Hey, there you are.”

She blinked, looking up into his gorgeous green eyes. Panic surged within her. Water. He tightened his arms around her as she realized they were no longer in the pool. Somehow, he’d managed to get her out, wrap her in a towel and sit with her on a sun lounger without her realizing it.

“Back with me now?”

“I-I’m not sure what happened.”

“You just had a spectacular orgasm, that’s what happened.”

She grinned. Hard to argue that. Then she sobered up slightly. “The monitor?”

“The boys are fine. I keep checking regularly.”

“I’ve never just let go like that, not since before they were bo

rn.” Maybe not even before then. It unsettled her.

But his arms were like steel bands around her, keeping her grounded, not allowing her to drift away. He gripped her chin, turning her face to his then kissed her lightly. “Thank you for trusting me to take care of everything else.”

She relaxed slightly. There wasn’t much that Joel Saxon couldn’t handle.

“I should get back.” She could feel his cock pressing against her back. Guilt filled her. “Unless, do you want me to . . . uh . . .”

He kissed her lightly. “I told you this was about you and I meant it. Come on, I’ll walk you back and you can give me a scorching kiss goodbye.”

“Oh, I can, can I?” she shook her head with a laugh. “I don’t know, you’re pretty incorrigible, give you an inch, you’ll take a mile.”

“Oh, baby. You can bet on it.”

9

She was addicted.

She couldn’t get enough of her drug of choice. And she was worried there was no cure. So much for keeping her distance from him. That train had long since left the station. Every moment she spent with him made her want him more.

Made her care about him more.

Several days had passed since she’d been caught spying on him and all of her swim lessons since had been during the day as he’d been busy at the club in the evenings. But today was Sunday and the club was closed.