His Strings to Pull (3 page)

He dropped down onto his back, rolled onto his side, and flattened his hand over her stomach. “And like I said, I can be bad. If that’s what the lady wants.”

She looked back up at the sky. “I…uh… It’s getting late. The park will be closing soon.”

He moved closer and his cock thickened against her leg. He felt a quiver move through her. “I’m not ready for this night to end, Jenny,” he whispered.

She angled her head to see him, went quiet, thoughtful for a moment, then said, “Let’s go.”

“Where?”

“I’ll only tell you if you tell me what Ving is short for.”

“Forget it,” he said. “The only time that will cross anyone’s lips is when the priest says it on my wedding day.”

“We’ll see. I’ll get it out of you yet.”

Chapter Three

“Take a left here,” Jenny said, pointing to the community center’s parking lot.

Ving narrowed his eyes and shot her a confused look when he saw she was taking him to the pool. “You want to go swimming?”

“I think Sam was right. We could use a good dousing in cold water.”

He laughed, and without a hint of embarrassment, adjusted his khaki shorts. “I guess you noticed how much I like you.”

She looked at him, and her entire body warmed. “I like you too, Ving.”

He slammed his truck into Park and turned to her. Shifting closer, he touched her hair, the backs of his fingers brushing along her cheek. His dark gaze moved over her face as he wound a loose strand around his finger. His voice dropped an octave when he said, “I’m glad to hear that.”

“It’s strange. I just met you, but I feel like I’ve known you forever.” She looked out the windshield at the empty parking lot, hardly able to believe how fast she was falling for the guy. “It’s all happening so quickly and to be honest, I feel like I’m skydiving without a parachute.”

“Don’t worry. If you fall, I’ll catch you.” He gave her a wink, and she guessed he was referring to her spill in the pool.

“I kind of think you would.”

“I would.” His glance moved over her face, and she found herself leaning in to him, craving his closeness. “Do you believe in love at first sight?” he asked.

She considered it for a moment. “No, I don’t think so.”

“I never used to either.”

Her heart raced, loving the way this guy made her feel, and loving more how honest and open he was about everything, including his feelings. God, was he for real?

“Let’s go for a swim,” she said.

Ving looked around. “Isn’t it closed?”

She reached for the door handle. “Yeah, but I have a key.”

“Ah, so the girl can be bad too.”

“I never claimed to be an angel,” she said and hopped from the truck.

Ving came around to meet her. Equal amounts of heat and desire raced through her blood as he put his hand on the small of her back. She made her way to the staff lounge and fished her key from her purse. She opened the door, stepped inside and turned to him.

She sized up his body—and oh what a body it was—then pointed to the lost and found bin. “I’m sure I can find you a bathing suit that fits.”

He frowned. “I’d rather go commando than let my guys hang out in someone else’s shorts.”

Jenny laughed. “You can’t go commando, this is a public pool.”

“But there’s no one here to see me.”

“I’ll see you,” she rushed out. Before he could protest, she reached in to the bin and pulled out a pair of men’s shorts. “Here put these on.”

“One condition.”

She planted her hand on her hip. “What?”

“I get to see you in a two-piece.” He reached in to the bin and pulled out the tiniest of tiny bikini bottoms.

“Those are like a children’s size six.”

He grinned. “I know.”

“Nice try.” She grabbed them and tossed them back. “I have my own two piece, thank you very much.” His tortured moan reached her ears as she spun on her heels. She pulled out her string bikini from the locker in the lounge area and disappeared into the female changing room.

She peeled off her dress, fully aware of how crazy this was, how fast this was moving as she slipped into her bikini. But the truth was she liked Ving and wasn’t ready for this night to be over.

When she stepped back into the lounge area, Ving stood there in his sexy boxer briefs, and she didn’t miss the hard ridges straining against the cotton material.

She sucked in a breath, and said, “You didn’t change.”

“I think these work better.”

Oh, so do I…so do I…

She grabbed two towels from her locker. “Come on then.”

Keeping the lights off, they quietly walked to the pool. She dipped her toe in to check the temperature, but the next thing she knew she was in Ving’s arms and he was jumping into the deep end with her.

He dragged her under and when she surfaced her breath came in a ragged burst. He laughed, but then it dissolved, his eyes locking on her mouth.

“Wait, did you take in water?” he asked.

Her heart pounded against her ribcage, her entire body reacting to his closeness. “I…I think I did,” she said, knowing full well where he was going with this.

He backed her up until she was pressed against the pool wall and when she felt his hard cock against her leg, her nipples tightened painfully. “I think a little mouth-to-mouth is in order.”

“Actually, I believe it’s necessary,” she said, faking a cough.

The second his mouth closed over hers desire twisted inside her. His hand reached around to hold the back of her neck, while his other one grabbed her leg and wrapped it around his hip.

She circled her thighs around him, needing to touch him, to stroke his hard body. She ran her fingers over his shoulders, reveling in the feel of his muscles bunching beneath her fingers.

“Jesus, Jenny. I want you so much,” he murmured into her mouth, his voice hoarse, labored. “But if this is going too fast for you, tell me to slow down and I will.”

“I’ve never gone this fast before,” she said. “But I want this, Ving. I want you.”

Her words seemed to unleash something in him. He deepened the kiss and pushed against her, his thick cock pressing against her pussy.

They exchanged kisses for a long time, their moans of pleasure carrying in the quiet night. His mouth moved to her neck, and his lips burned her flesh as one hand toyed with the strings on her bikini top.

He inched back and looked at her as he gave a little tug on the strings around her neck. “I like you in this suit. But I’d like you even better out of it.” He untied the bow and her top fell forward, exposing her breasts.

His eyes left hers and slowly tracked down her body. The tortured look on his face as he took in her nakedness made her feel so special, so beautiful. “My God,” he whispered. “I’m the luckiest man in the world to be here with you.” Her heart swelled as he dipped his head and the second his hot mouth closed over her nipple, she writhed against him, her hand going around his head to hold him to her. He flicked her nipple with his tongue and she arched into him, overwhelmed with the things he made her feel.

Her head fell back against the pool as he sucked and nipped her breasts. As she looked at the star-studded sky, it occurred to her that she was feeling things she’d never felt before.

He released the remaining ties around her back and her top fell into the water. He growled, his hand moving down her side, tracing her contours, and when he removed her from his hips and stepped back, putting an inch between them, her legs straightened beneath her.

His eyes met hers and her body trembled as they exchanged a long, heated look. He stared at her for a moment longer, then touched her thighs. Her sex fluttered in response. His fingers climbed higher, rubbing her through her tiny bikini bottoms. “I’m so happy to be here with you.” He pushed the fabric to the side and swiped his finger over her clit.

“Oh, God,” she cried out.

“I want to make you feel really good.”

“You are,” she murmured, moving her hips as he continued to stroke her. “Believe me, you are.”

His mouth found hers again, and he kissed her passionately as he swept the rough pad of his thumb over her clit. He groaned as she touched his body, her hands going to the huge bulge in his shorts.

“Fuck,” he said when she massaged him through the material. Desperate to get him naked so she could stroke the length of him, she tugged on the band. “Jesus, Jenny,” he murmured, longing coloring his voice. “Keep that up and I’ll be done before I get started.”

She pressed her mouth to his neck, tasting his skin as she breathed in his scent. He pushed a finger inside her and her body convulsed, a barrage of sensations rushing through her.

She began breathing harder as he pumped into her, taking her higher and higher until nothing mattered but this moment and this man.

“So good,” she cried out.

“Yeah, baby,” he murmured. “I want you to feel good.”

He swiped his finger over the sensitive bundle of nerves inside her, and just like that she climaxed. “Oh, God,” she said, her cries muffled as he pressed his lips to hers. Good Lord, she’d never orgasmed so fast before. But this man, and the way he made her feel, pushed her over the edge in record time. She gripped his arms and squeezed, riding out each glorious wave of pleasure.

When her body stopped spasming, he put his hands around her waist and anchored her to him. He carried her to the stairs and set her on the top step. With her body out of the water, he kneeled before her and gripped her bottoms. A warm quiver moved through her as he slowly dragged them down her legs.

“I want to be inside you,” he whispered, his fingers stroking her inner thighs, so gentle, so intimate…so arousing.

Warmth spread over her skin as desire seared her insides. She touched his cheek, and the hard angles of his face softened when his gaze met hers. “I want that too,” she said.

Just then the muscles along his jaw rippled, and he pressed his palm to his forehead. “Shit.”

“What?” she asked.

“I don’t have a condom.”

“I’m on the pill, and I’m clean.”

He threaded his fingers through her hair. “I’m clean too, Jenny.” His voice dropped to a whisper and there was so much emotion on his face when he said, “Trust me when I tell you that I don’t make a habit of sleeping around, and I’ve always used protection with the women I’ve been with.”

“I trust you,” she said, realizing that she truly did.

Her words seem to touch something in him. He ran his thumb over her cheek, then gripped her hips and gave a tug. As he spread her legs and put them around his hips, she went back on her elbows, so desperate to feel him inside her. He leaned over her and his crown breached her opening as his mouth found hers. She moved her hips, welcoming him to her body. He growled as she offered herself to him, then, in one quick thrust he pushed into her.

“Yes,” she cried as he filled her completely.

He stilled inside her and took a deep, gulping breath. “You feel so good, baby. So damn good.”

Her heart picked up tempo as their bodies rocked together and soon she was lost in the sensations. He kissed her deep and drew her tongue into his mouth. She moaned and pressed her breasts to his chest, craving the feel of him against her skin. He continued to pump deep, unearthing things in her that left her wanting so much more from him.

Her skin grew tight as he pounded harder, like he couldn’t get deep enough, like he was chasing more than just an orgasm. His hand stroked her cheek, his touch the most intimate thing she’d ever felt. God, how had things turned so intimate so quickly? She wasn’t sure, but she knew something was happening between them, something neither had any control over. She looked into his eyes and everything in the soft way he looked at her told her he felt the connection every bit as much as she did.

“Baby, you got me right there,” Ving said, as he slipped a hand between their bodies to lightly stroke her clit. Soft quakes began at her core and rippled onward and outward. She drew a shaky breath as he kept her hovering on the edge.

She felt a shudder move through him and knew he was barely hanging on as he applied more pressure to her clit, clearly wanting to take her over before he let go. Who was she to disappoint him? She thrust her pelvis forward, her blood pounding hard as she took every inch of him inside her.

“That’s it, sweetheart. Come for me.”

She gripped his biceps, holding on to him as she let go, all thoughts slipping away as heat flamed through her. A moment later her body splintered into a million tiny pieces, her muscles clenching so hard around his cock, the world around her fading in and out of existence. A cry escaped her lips, her hot release dripping down her legs. Oh, God, the pleasure was exquisite. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the waves of ecstasy, each gripping pulse of release.

A growl ripped from Ving’s lungs and she flicked her lids open to see him. One hand crushed her hair as he threw his head back and stilled inside her. Her heart fluttered, loving the way he never held anything back. He swelled inside her and she squeezed her muscles, her body trembling as she held him in tight.

They held on to each other as if their lives depended on it as they gasped for breath, both coming back down to earth slowly.

Ving was the first to break the quiet. He inched back, his fingers playing through her hair. “That was… Baby, you’re amazing.”

She smiled, loving the way he made her feel. “You’re not so bad yourself.”

They exchanged another long, heated look, then he kissed her deeply and whispered into her mouth, “I want you. All of you.”

Her bikini top floated by and she grabbed it. “No strings?” she teased, twirling her bikini top around her fingers.

“All strings,” he said. When she caught the seriousness in his eyes, she knew they weren’t talking about her string bikini, or a no-strings-attached affair.

He drew her to him, his lips so soft, so tender as they moved over her mouth. Her heart missed a beat. The guy was all strength and muscle, yet he touched her with such tender, gentle hands.

“I can’t get enough of you,” he murmured.

Knowing they should probably get out of the pool, she said, “Should we go back to your place?”

“No.”

“No?”

“It’s too far. I want you again, right now. But this time I’m want to go slower, so I can touch and taste you all over.” He scooped her up, along with their towels, and carried her inside the staff lounge. He laid her towel out on the sofa then nudged her until she fell backward. Once she was spread out on the cushions, he climbed over her, and once again she was lost in the magic of his touch. They made love well into the morning, and with the sun on the horizon, Ving touched her face.

“I’d better get you home before we get caught.”

She smiled. “I supposed that wouldn’t look good to management.”

His gaze moved over her face. “I want to see you again.”

“I want that too.”