Mission For Love (Love By Design 6)

“Relax, Kiara. Let me…appreciate you.”

I shivered feeling both curious and bold.

I whispered, “Roy.”

“Is busy setting Chase up on the weight machine. I checked. Now close your eyes.”

I settled against the smooth wall of the tub and closed my eyes keeping the image of Sky Top in the forefront. David’s large hands roamed. One cupped my breast over my tankini top while the other made a dangerous decent toward the apex of my thighs again. His large hand worked them open and I breathed in slowly feeling the thick pad of his fingers slip further down.

“David.” I whimpered letting him explore knowing full well the level of embarrassment of getting caught would be high.

“Shhh. I’ve got you.” His shushing only relieved me a tiny bit. The kiss to my neck melted me like butter on a hot summer day. I slid deeper into the water like a helpless goof with no muscle control. My senses heightened hearing the snap of metal weights and the low volume of conversation.

David probed further slipping his thick digit under the seam of my bikini bottom a second time. I lifted my ass a bit and spread my legs wider giving him unfettered access to my lady bits. The heat of the water made me flush as did his skillful fingers stroking up and down. The chlorine stung my nose and kept the sensations sharp while my body tensed.

“You’re so wet. Slippery and hot that has nothing to do with the water. Can I go deeper, Kiara? Nod your head baby if you want me pressing inside this soaked pussy.”

“David.” I growled, my hands gripping the side of the hot tub.

“Don’t be a prickly pear.” He bit down gently on my shoulder and the shudder of my body was all the permission he needed.

I nodded my head yes in a flurry of need. My jaw tightened with the rise of my impending orgasm and all he’s done is apply steady pressure at my center with his thumb stroking my clit in small tight circles driving me mad.

“Please. Push in.” I wanted to direct his fingers, but his arms around me keep me from participating at the level I desired to do so. Dirty David. That’s what I’d call him from now on in stolen moments like this.

His finger penetrated me to the first knuckle and I wanted to growl and splash because he’s funning me by holding back. His touch was deviant as he pressed further hooking that devil digit deeper while his thumb made the rounds over my clit.

“Damn it.” I hissed.

David’s shoulder jerked and I turned my face to his to read him the riot act when his mouth finally closed over mind in

a thought-killing kiss.

What day of the week was it?

Not a clue with his mouth devouring mine.

Who was the current president?

No one good, I knew that much.

What was I doing later this afternoon with my sister?

The hell with my sister, I would be far too incoherent to listen to her chatter when my body hummed like a loud supernova as his tongue swirled and tasted me.

David fingered me with the sole purpose of wringing out pleasure. A second finger joined the first and his hand was almost too big to fit between my legs situated as we were. His tongue jabbed in a matching rhythm and I pictured his cock hard and pulsing eagerly awaiting its turn to ravage me.

I wholly welcomed this idea and I whined when he slowed down to pull his fingers from my achy, quivering center.

“I need to come. Please.” I slipped in the tub and untangled us so I could press his hand against me again under the cover of the water. This time his fingers found me sliding in with ease. A tight fit, but one that worked me over quickly reaching the goal.

“You’re eyes go soft when you’re on the edge. It’s gorgeous.” He wrapped his hand around my neck redirecting the kiss. He dominated the moment like much of everything else he did. I loved it. I wanted more of it and even better if I didn’t have to admit it. I was stubborn like that.

“You kiss like you’re stealing my soul.” I whispered against his lips, our eyes locked on one another and despite the tingle on my neck prodding at me to recall my current surroundings, I couldn’t help but give in to another kiss.

David grunted through the next minute or so of tongue wrestling and heat flashes that had nothing to do with the hot tub.

“So I was thinking Burrito Barn after…” Chase’s voice halted and I pushed back from David. Water splashed over the side and his eyes narrowed on me first before giving Chase the time of day.