Cassie’s body crimped inward. God, he could say that again. She been waiting so long she was ready to concede anything he wanted. How could he not be?
“Initially, it wasn’t worth my time, either. I tried to get it reassigned, but everyone else was full. Unfortunately,” he leaned in to trail his tongue along the shell of her ear, “you were a victim of circumstance.”
One word he said stood out over the ripples of pleasure that flowed through her veins. Wasn’t. Had he changed his mind? “Wasn’t?” Another gasp ripped free as Brad rocked his hips backward and slid slowly into place again. “Is it… now?”
“Oh, yes,” he murmured. Water trickled over her cheek as cupped it in his hand. “You are absolutely worth my time, Cassandra Blair.” He trailed his lips across her collarbone, gently lapping up the droplets that lingered on her skin. “I could rack up dozens of hours here, like this, with you.” He closed his mouth and grazed his teeth across her tender skin. “I could even be convinced into pro-bono time.”
His quiet honesty made the throbbing in her womb impossible to govern. Though she knew this was temporary, that he wasn’t talking about a future with her, he wanted her. Maybe just for amazing sex. Maybe just as a means of passing the time. Maybe he’d forget her the instant he returned to New York and his partnership chase. But for however long this lasted, he valued spending time with her.
Knowing she was truly desired, the intensity of the moment doubled. She didn’t just feel him deep inside, but around her, enveloping her in the magic of his hands, the wonder of his mouth, the freedom to surrender. She tipped her head back, closed her eyes.
“Cassie, don’t let go.” His hands gripped her elbows, preventing her from leaning back so she could sate her burning needs.
A gasp tore from her throat as she fought to hang on. But he was too much. This was too much. If she didn’t climax, her heart was going to burst into pieces.
“Don’t.” His fingers bit into her skin with the gruff instruction.
“I…can’t help…” A vise locked into place around her throat as one of the jets shot water across her abdomen. Sensation blistered through her, carrying her off on a rolling wave of pleasure. Heat pulsed through her veins. Her inner walls clamped around him.
“Cassie…” Beneath her bottom, she felt his thighs tense as his own voice took on a rough edge.
He was fighting it, too. Fighting her pleasure because if she sailed over the edge, he’d go right along with her. She held power over this man. Not power she wanted, not power he would ever willingly yield, but her connection to him defied the few short days they’d known each other. And not once had she ever experienced this sort of mutually consuming passion. Not until now.
Ecstasy pummeled into her, and Cassie couldn’t fight the staggering blow. She tightened her grip on Brad’s shoulders, opened her eyes to ground herself. But the bright desire that glinted back at her dealt another fierce rush of sensation. It was no use…she couldn’t stop the surge of thought-obliterating pleasure. With her ragged exhale, climax stole through her body.
“Aw, fuck,” Brad muttered. His low groan tore over the whir of the hot tub as he joined her in release.
…
Cassie lay limp in Brad’s arms, her head tucked against his damp chest, long tendrils of her hair floating in the water behind them. Each ragged breath she took scampered across his skin, joined with the steam rising from the water, and clouded into the air. He held her gently, not angry enough to push her away. Truth to tell, she’d looked him in the eye and something tugged so hard inside him he’d have let her peak on the next breath. But her willful abandon diminished what had promised to be one of the most powerful orgasms he’d experienced in a long time.
His cock pulsed inside her with the last of his release, and he dragged a kiss across her temple. He should be annoyed. She’d driven him to the point of no return without permission. And yet…he couldn’t remember a time when he had climaxed simultaneously with a woman. There was something entirely profound about doing so.
Still, he couldn’t let her get in the habit of pushing him beyond his own limits.