…I know those shoulders. I know those thick arms spread across the lip of the steamy hot tub. I know that dark hair. The tub lights themselves are off, so the whole scene is just under the glow of moonlight. And his back is turned to me, but when I realize it’s Reece in the hot tub, something hot sparks inside of me.

This time, I’m not chickening out. This time, I’m not running away. And this time, I’m going to let myself get wild.

This time, I’m going to fuck his brains out.

I slip forward, traipsing quietly through the snowdrifts as I get closer. I step up onto the deck silently, his back still to me, and I drop the towel as the grin spreads across my face and the heat blooms between my thighs.

I’m going to rock his world.

I move quickly, stepping right over to him, and my hand slide into his hair as I just step right into the water, sinking in and onto his lap. Fuck, that body—he’s hard all over, muscles ripping as he growls in surprise at me sitting down with my legs spread around his hips.

“Ready for round two,” I murmur, my voice thick with lust as I slide my hands up his rock hard chest.

I crush my lips to his, and—

And I freeze before I suddenly almost scream.

…Reece didn’t have a beard before.

“Oh fuck!” I panic, lurching from the man’s lap, but his hands are faster, sliding over me and grabbing my hips, holding me fast as the reality sinks in.

This isn’t Reece. This is an entirely different guy.

“Whoa, whoa!” he growls, his voice deep and rumbling as I gasp and try to scramble away from him. But his hands just keep holding me firmly, keeping me right there perched on his lap. I blink my eyes adjusting as I look him right in the eyes, my pulse racing.

Dark eyes, not blue. Sexy dark eyes, but again, not blue. Not Reece.

I feel him stir beneath me, and I shiver, something wicked blazing through me as I feel my body react to the rippling of his abs against my skin, the tightening of his thighs under mine.

“That’s quite the welcome,” he purrs. His lips pull back, white teeth flashing in this gorgeous smile.

“Who—” I pant. “Who are you?” I breathe. I move to stand, but he just keeps holding me, and really, I don’t even try very hard.

Because really, as wrong and as crazy as I know it is, I like it here on his lap. I like the feel of him against me.

“Gavin,” he says in that deep, resonating voice.

I close my eyes, groaning inside.

Of course he is.

Of course the second strange man I kiss today like a crazy girl in heat is the other guy Martin invited up here. The guy who works with Reece.

…What the hell is wrong with me?

“You’re pulling away again,” he growls quietly.

I shiver at that deep voice, swallowing thickly.

“I— I’m sorry, I thought…”

I trail off, looking away. His body ripples under me, and I swear I feel something pulse between my legs.

“You thought what?”

“Nothing,” I say quickly.

“C’mere,” he growls. One of his hands tightens on my hip, and I gasp. The other slides up my back, pushing up into my hair, until I whimper as I feel it tighten there. He tugs me towards him, and I know I should—and if I really wanted to, I know I could—just get out of the tub, apologize, and run off to hide somewhere until I can leave.

But I don’t. And when he pulls me into him, I know the feeling that comes blazing through me.

Want.

Lust.

Need. I don’t want to pull away, because I want this.

“That kiss,” he growls quietly, his mouth an inch or two from mine. “I think we should try that again.”

I gasp, my eyes going wide as they lock with his dark ones.

“I don’t know if this a good idea.”

Yes, I do…

“I do,” he growls. He pulls me right in, and this time, I don’t fight it. This time, I melt right into it.

And fuck is it good. Really, really good.

His lips melt against mine, the kiss demanding and yet gentle, bruising and yet soft. He groans against me, and when I whimper into his lips, I know damn well what I feel pulse thickly against me under the water. It only spurs me on, making me moan into him as I kiss him deeper. My hands slide up his chest, cupping his face as his tongue swirls with mine, until I’m gasping for air and only wanting more.

I feel wild, and dirty. I feel slutty, too, but in this exciting, powerful way. He groans, his body arching into me as he tightens his grip on me. His hips roll, letting me feel his hard cock throbbing right against my bikini-covered pussy. His hand slides over my hip, teasing down before he pushes it boldly under the edge of my bikini bottom. I moan as he grabs my ass, pulling me back and forth against him as that bulge grinds against my slit.

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