Page 75 of Fake it For Good
“I wouldn’t say often, but it has happened a few times,” he replied. “Sometimes, the world is just spinning around me. I don’t know how to make it stop.”
“So, you think jumping into a pool in the dead of winter is the best option?” I teased.
“It always makes me forget about all the stuff out there,” he said. “It’s a reset. I get to start over. It clears my head.”
“I think you might be a little crazy,” I told him. He pulled me close once again. My breasts rubbed against his chest. Our legs rubbed together and all I could think about was getting him into bed. He kissed me with tongue and teeth. The man’s passion was legendary. It had to be the result of not having sex for so long. It oozed out of him. Every touch, every kiss felt like I was being seared in the best way. I could feel him imprinting on my soul. I knew it was dangerous, but when he kissed like that, how was I supposed to ignore it.
“I think this could become a little dangerous,” he said against my lips.
“Dangerous?” I replied.
“Because I want to fuck you, right here, right now. I want you. I have to have you. It’s not a want. It’s a need. It’s like a man walking through the desert and finding water. There’s a desperation inside me I can’t explain.”
“I’m right here,” I told him. “Naked and very willing.”
“Logistics say we can’t,” he said. “No matter how willing our bodies are, I don’t want to freeze.”
“Then I think we should go inside,” I said.
He nodded. “I agree.”
Neither of us moved. I started laughing. “There’s just one problem.”
“Which is?” he asked with a smirk.
“I think you know what.”
“Scared to get out?” he teased.
“I’m not sure if I’m the one who should be afraid,” I told him.
“I’m not afraid of a little cold,” he said.
I quirked my lips. “I’m not a man, but I do know a little something about men’s issues.”
“Like?”
“Like the moment you climb out of this pool, the cold air is going to hit,” I said and tried to keep from laughing. I reached down and grabbed his erection. “I think I might be saying goodbye to this.”
He started laughing. “It will be a very temporary condition, trust me. By the time we get to the bedroom, I’m going to be hard and wanting all over again.”
“Then I guess we should just bite the bullet and do it.”
We looked to the door. “That door is so far,” he groaned.
I took a deep breath, knowing I was going to have to make the first move. I pushed away from him and climbed out of the pool. I didn’t stop to see if he was behind me. It was too cold to worry about him. I made it inside and slid across the floor.
“Shit!” he shouted and closed the door behind us. “Go, go, go!”
I felt like a cartoon character with my feet slipping and sliding across the floor as I tried to gain purchase. I made it to the stairs and rushed up. The whole time I was laughing so hard I was on the verge of tears. He grabbed me around the waist from behind and tossed me onto the bed. His body was like ice. Or maybe mine was. Our kiss was fire. I could practically feel my body thawing with his tongue slashing against mine.
“I want you so bad,” he murmured.
“I’m here for the taking,” I said. “I need you.”
His mouth moved to my breast, suckling and tugging at the nipple. His teeth gnashed across my skin, sending pleasure and pain running through me. I clawed at his back. My legs opened wide and wrapped around his waist. His erection sprang back to life. I smiled. “I think we have liftoff,” I said.
“Told you it wouldn’t take long.” He chuckled.
