Page 89 of The Game Changer
“You make it easy, wonder woman.” I lean in and kiss her again.
And again. And again. “Are you warming up?” I eventually ask in between kisses.
I can feel her lips curve upward as she nods and continues to kiss me. On my lap, her hips start to move, rocking back and forth along my cock that’s trapped between us. The friction, the warmth of the water, and the feel of her naked body pressed against mine, it’s sensual perfection.
I moan, dropping my lips to her bare shoulder and lightly sucking the skin there, letting my teeth graze over it. She gasps, her nails digging into my back.
“Fuck, Isla, you gonna just ride against my cock like that, baby? Is that gonna get you off, or do you need more?” I lift my head and take in her flushed cheeks, lush lips that look well-kissed, and I smirk. “Or do you trust me to know what you need.”
“That depends,” she says, the words coming out breathy. “Are you going to dirty talk and tease me all night, or are you going to make me come?”
“Who says I can’t do both?” I counter, but my hand is already moving down, under the water, sliding in between us and zeroing in on her clit. I pinch it lightly, making her gasp. Her hips still as I play with her, my thumb and fingers dancing around her pussy, toying, teasing, and spinning her even higher. When her head falls back with a sigh, I take advantage and suck her nipple into my mouth, releasing it with a pop, only to dothe same on the other side. My cock is throbbing, aching, desperate to get inside of her and find release, but I hold back.
This is about her.
I slide one fingertip inside of her, dragging it out slowly before pushing it back in, deeper this time.
“Oh Luca,” she moans, rocking her hips up to try and push me in even farther. I let it happen. Knowing she’s as desperate as I am has me wanting to throw my plan to tease her into a frenzy off the fucking roof.
“Give me one right now, baby. Come all over my fingers and then you’ll get my cock.”
I thrust two fingers in, curling them to find the right spot to apply pressure. I capture her lips with mine and kiss her through her orgasm, feeling the pulse of her inner walls around my fingers as she comes.
She pulls back first with a gasp, her eyes glazed with pleasure. “Fuck me, Luca.”
I shake my head. But before she can react, I say, “I’m not going to fuck you. I’m going to make love to you. Dirty, sweet, fast, slow, rough or gentle, I don’t care. But you’re the love of my goddamn life, Isla Forrester. So I won’t fuck you. I’ll worship you.”
My cock pushes into her swollen pussy, and she cries out my name. It’s awkward, only having one leg to push against the floor of the hot tub. But a lifetime of adapting to one leg has me strong enough that I can match Isla’s movements well enough. And fuck, it doesn’t even matter what I do, the simple sensation of her body against mine, her pussy hugging my dick, the sound ofher gasps and cries, it’s enough to have me worried I’ll lose it too damn fast.
I grab onto her hips and take control of her movements, slowing her into a smooth back and forth that I emphasize with a push of my hips every time she comes in close. I can tell the change in angle is good for her by the way she whimpers against my lips.
“Oh my God.”
The steam swirling around has made her cheeks pink, her hair damp and curling around her head, and I swear, she’s never looked more beautiful than she does right now, coming undone in my arms.
I let my own head tip back as she writhes on top of me, the squeeze of her around my cock dragging out my own orgasm as I let go inside of her. Eventually, her body relaxes, going limp in my arms, and I hold her tightly against me, savouring the intimacy between us. I could spend forever loving this woman, and I fully plan to.
I have no idea how much time passes before she lifts her head, looking at me from sleepy eyes. “I love you.”
The simplicity of those three words is misleading, given the immense depth of emotion they stir within me. My eyes close as I absorb them into my heart. It doesn’t matter how many times she says it, I’ll never get tired of hearing it.
“And I love you.” I stroke my fingers over her face, noticing how the skin that is out of the water is chilled. “Let’s go inside and warm up.”
She nods and moves off my lap, climbing out of the hot tub and quickly grabbing one of the oversized towelsI hung up before she arrived earlier. “Do you need any help?”
I’ve already leveraged myself onto the edge of the tub and swung my legs around, but I give her a grateful look. “Thanks, baby. It’s fucking cold, so maybe just my towel, and stand nearby in case I slip on the wet floor?”
She doesn’t bat an eye, moving to my side, and handing me a towel. I stand on my one leg and hop to the chair next to my prosthesis. Drying my leg takes a minute, and then I roll the liner back on and slide my limb into the prosthesis.
Hand in hand, we make our way back down the stairs and into my apartment. As soon as we hit the bottom of the stairs, I come to a stop. “Shit, I forgot to put the lid on the hot tub.” I kiss her head. “Be right back.”
“Okay,” Isla says with a smile. “I’m going to text Charlie to check-in, anyway.”
I’m not gone long. But apparently, I’m gone long enough for Isla to check on her son and put on one of my dress shirts.
Fuck me.The damp towel wrapped around my waist is cold, yet even still, my cock hardens underneath it at the sight of her.
“Stealing my clothes?” I ask in a husky voice. “Not that I mind, it looks better on you than me.”
