Rewind It Back (Windy City, #5)(118)

She waits for a moment, her eyes bouncing between mine before she simply says, “Thank you.”

I shake my head. “No more saying thank you.”

“Fine. Then instead of saying it, I’ll show you.”

The tempting little smirk toying on her lips in combination with the way she rolls her hips against me has me instantly fucking hard. Her arms tighten behind my neck, pulling her into me and pressing her tits right up against my chest.

The warm water. Her warm body. Fuck me, this is heaven.

Reaching behind her, I unclasp her soaked bralette and toss it aside, letting it float away in the water. Eyes raking over her, I bring my whiskey to my lips and take a drink.

She tracks the drip that lands on my lip, but before I can clean it off myself, she leans in and drags her own tongue to do so.

“Fuck,” I groan, head falling back to the ledge behind me.

“Mmm,” she hums. “Tastes good.”

“Yeah? Do you want some more?”

Biting her lip, she nods.

I put the whiskey in her hand, but before she can even bring it to her lips, I stand from my seat, taking her with me and turning to sit her on the corner ledge. Wet skin, heated hazel eyes, peaked nipples, and spilled whiskey running down between her tits.

Bracing my arms on either side of her body, I lean down and lick it off her with a long, rough slide of my tongue.

“Holy shit,” she murmurs under her breath as she watches me.

“You’re right. That is good, but there’s something else I want to taste. Spread your legs for me, baby.”

She does as she’s told, placing one foot on the ledge on either side of me.

“Good girl, Hallie. Now drink that whiskey to keep you warm while you’re out of the water.”

She’s almost compliant when she brings the drink back to her lips, but then I see the mischievous tilt in her smile behind the glass. Before the rim makes it to her mouth, she pours a bit down the center of her body instead.

“Oops.”

It’s the least innocent sound I’ve ever heard and I’m fucking feral for it. My eyes are glued to the liquid trail as it takes a direct path down her chest, between her tits, and over her stomach. Before it can reach her belly button, I lick her clean, dragging my tongue all the way up her body, until I take her mouth with mine to let her taste how deliciously it burns.

She’s writhing beneath me as I kiss her, my tongue sliding against her own.

Between us, I drag my thumb slowly over the center of her panties and the moan she hums into my mouth feels like a direct line to my dick, the way all my blood rushes in that direction.

She’s desperately seeking more friction, pushing her hips to meet my hand in pace when she pulls away from my mouth to look at me with heavy eyes and swollen lips. My attention is glued on her heaving chest when she spills more whiskey right over her body for me to taste.

I do as I’m told, sucking it off her tit and circling over her nipple, but I meet her gaze when I use my tongue to flick it, exactly how I’m about to do to the spot between her legs.

“That’s so good,” she cries, rhythmically rolling her hips into my hand where I haven’t stopped creating stiff little circles on her clit.

She pours more whiskey over her other nipple, and I do the same to that one, circling with my tongue and lightly biting between my teeth.

“Oh my God.” She throws her head back. “I want to come. Will you make me come?”

“Of course, baby.”

“Yeah?”

“Mm-hmm. I’ll make you come if you quit your job.”

She laughs but it’s interrupted by a little moan. “Fuck you.”

I smile against her skin, biting and sucking on her tits. “Give me what I want, Hallie, and I’ll return the favor.”

When she doesn’t answer, I lighten my pressure on her clit to barely a brush.

“No,” she whines. “More.”

“Tell me what I want to hear.”

She swallows, trying to catch her breath, and I can’t help but run my lips over the curve of her throat.

“Fine,” she finally agrees. “But I’m only quitting because I was planning to once I paid off those loans, and not because you told me to.”

“Works for me.”

“And I’m putting in a two-weeks’ notice.”

I chuckle against her, kissing a path over her stomach as I drop to my knees. “So responsible of you.”

She’s trembling as she looks down at me between her legs.

“Drink that whiskey, Hallie, and I’ll make you come so you stay warm.”

This time she does as she’s told, bringing the rim of the glass to her lips to take a sip, and it’s so fucking sexy, I’m gritting my jaw to keep from coming myself.

I rip the center of her panties in two, opening up the lace to give me access to her perfect fucking pussy.

I place a quick kiss on my favorite freckle on her inner thigh before I bury my face between her legs. She’s fucking soaked and not from the water. Her clit is swollen and only becomes more so when I suck it between my lips.

She makes this pretty little sound of approval, so I do it again and watch her reaction. I watch the way her chest heaves and the way her stomach quivers. I watch the way her legs try to tighten around my face.