My left eye twitches at her professional words, but I decide not to bitethis time.I do as I’m told and lay back. Closing my eyes, I try not to think about how naked she is beside me. How many nights have I dreamed of her being naked beside me again?
An oily hand slaps down hard against my chest, and I grit my teeth at the sting which pulls me from my lust-filled thought. I’ll give you that one, Eloise, but come at me again like that, and you will not like how I seek out my own revenge. Her hands begin moving around my chest, over my shoulders, down my arm …
Has she noticed that I’ve been working out since the last time she saw me?
Is she impressed by my physique?
The only way I could get her out of my mind was to lock myself in the gym, but even then, she haunted my every thought.
Eloise’s hand slides down my arm and back up over each defined muscle. Then her fingers slide down my ribs, and I wiggle against her touch—
I’m ticklish there, and she knows this because we’ve had discussions about it at the club in London. My eyes fly open as I realize she’s tickling me on purpose. I catch the curve of a smile dancing across her lips before it disappears into a straight line again.
Eloise moves from my upper body down to my lower body, and I begin to recite the alphabet because I willnotgive her the satisfaction of my dick being hard for her. Well, harder than it already is, I mean. She continues down my thigh, over my calf, before sliding her fingers over my feet and running them up under the arch, which has me nearly launching myself off the massage table as she hits another ticklish spot.
This time when I open my eyes, I catch her smile as it tugs on her lips.
She tries to keep a straight face but is failing miserably.
“Try it again, Elle, and you’re not going to like what happens,” I tell her, specifically using her club name.
Eloise ignores me and continues massaging me as if my threats are idle, which they certainly are not. She works her way slowly up my other leg, her fingers skimming my inner thigh, making my dick jump. Fucker,we’re supposed to be playing it cool. Then her fingers trail over my stomach and up my side, where she slides into the ticklish zone again, ignoring my earlier threats.
“I warned you,” I say, grabbing her wrist and halting her movements. I sit up and glare at her. She refuses to look me in the eye, and I won’t take that. I swing my legs off the massage table angrily and decide that enough is enough. We need to talk about what’s happened between us. So, I pick her up off the ground, which makes her squeal, and throw her over my shoulder and carry her across the room.
“Mr. King,” she calls out.
“I told younotto call methat,” I grind out as my long legs eat up the distance between the pool deck and the bed. Then I throw her down onto my bed and watch as she bounces a couple of times before stopping. She sits up, her face is red with anger, and it’s directed squarely at me.
“Have you lost your mind?” she questions.
“Yes … no … maybe. All I know is you drive me fucking crazy,” I declare as my breath comes out ragged. “Pretending I’m a stranger. I’m not like these other men, and you damn well know that.”
“Yes … you … are,” she bites back at me.
Her answer stuns me for a moment. She seriously thinks I’m like all those other men who come to this resort. Fuck that! Has she forgotten what it’s like between us? Maybe I need to remind her.
“Open your legs,” I demand.
Eloise hesitates for a second as she looks at my face trying to work out if I’m being serious. My eyes narrow on her, making it known I’m deadly serious. She lets her legs fall open for me, exposing her perfectly pink cunt. I reach out and grab her by the ankles and drag her to the end of the bed. She gasps which makes me smile, then I slide the tip of my dick through her folds.
“How can you forget the way you feel against my skin?” My dick slides back and forth between her. Eloise bites her bottom lip as I begin to tease her with the tip of my aching dick.
“Do you not remember the way my dick slides into you, inch by inch? The way your cunt tightens around it the further I go? The way your fingernails dig into my arm as I fill you up?”
She’s soaked.
She can’t hide her arousal from me.
I circle the tip of my dick around her clit. Her teeth sink further into the plumpness of her lower lip as she tries not to react to my teasing.
“Do you think I can erase your taste from my lips, Eloise? It’s imprinted like a damn tattoo right across them.” I let my finger slide through her wetness before bringing it to my lips, and my tongue slides along my finger as I savor her. Those green eyes flare with desire as she watches me enjoy her sweetness. “Fuck, you’re even more delicious than I remember. Nothing in this world comes close to that taste. Nothing.”
Eloise raises a brow at me as if she doesn’t quite believe the words I’m saying to her.
“I know once I sink inside you again, there is nowhere in this world that you can run and hide that’s going to be able to make me forget you,” I tell her honestly as my dick slides between her wetness again. I pause at her entrance and look up at her through hooded eyes. “But it’s worth it.” Eloise stills at my confession. “You’re worth it,” I tell her as the tip of my dick now nudges her entrance. “If you don’t want this, Eloise, I’ll put my dick away, and you won’t ever have to see me again,” I tell her.
Eloise looks up at me through dark, long lashes, and I can see the internal struggle she’s having with herself. “Whatever you want, Mr. King,” she answers.