Serendipity (Inevitable) (49 page)

He glared. “Hey, I didn’t exactly give him the once over, you know. He invited me to play a round of golf at his club once and we showered afterwards in the locker room. I can’t give you any other details save that I did not notice any ink or jewelry. And stop sounding so interested in what Ian Gregson looks like naked.”

“You’re right. I mean, I’ve got my hands full here, don’t I?” She squeezed his biceps.

He bent his head and licked a drop of water from her nipple. “I’ll tell you what I’d like to have your hand full of. Not to mention what
I
want a handful of.”

She gave a low sound of pleasure as he cupped her breasts, his thumbs rasping over the nipples.

“Except that my hands aren’t big enough to hold all of you at once,” he murmured huskily. “And by the feel of how hard I’m getting, it might be too much for you to handle as well.”

“Why don’t you let me be the judge of that?” she teased. “Come here, lover.”

She slid her hand down his rock-hard, sculpted abs to find his fully erect cock. “Mmm, you’re right,” she breathed sultrily. “Way, way more than a handful. Have you ever fucked in a pool before?”

He nuzzled her neck. “No. And I’m not going to do it now, either. The footing is too slippery for as hard as I need to give it to you. Come on, I have an idea.”

His idea was to pull the thick, dark blue cushions off their chaise lounges and lay them side by side on the patio. The warm sun beat down on their wet bodies, quickly drying them as they kissed and caressed each other boldly, hungrily. Nathan rolled to his knees, and then sat back on his heels, pulling her up to straddle his lap.

“I want to take you this way,” he told her in hushed tones. “Tell me if it’s too much.”

In answer, she lowered herself slowly, impaling herself on his cock an inch at a time until he was buried to the balls inside of her. For long seconds they didn’t move – Nathan savoring the incredible feeling of being so deep, and Julia letting her body adjust to accommodate his thick length. Then she began to move, slowly at first, and then with increasing speed, his hands at her hips guiding their movements. He bent his head and took a nipple into his mouth, sucking hard, and eliciting a moan from her.

“Christ, you feel so good,” he rasped against her breast. “Lean back now, baby. My turn to ride you.”

Julia obliged, her yoga-toned body giving her the flexibility to lower herself onto her back with her knees still bent beneath her. Nathan reared up onto his knees, and plunged into her hard.

She bit her lip to control the scream that would otherwise have escaped. “Ah, Nathan, oh, God,” she panted, as he continued to fuck her relentlessly, his body pounding into her. The same hot sun that had dried the pool water from their bodies now caused a fine layer of perspiration to form on their skin. Sweat dropped from his forehead onto her bare torso as he worked her over, pushing her hard.

“I want your legs around my neck,” he demanded. “Do it now.”

Again she obeyed instantly, hooking her ankles behind his head as his hands slid beneath her buttocks, lifting and positioning her to the angle he desired. And still he continued to drive into her, each thrust somehow harder than the one before, until she was dizzy and almost incoherent from the intensity, half-afraid that it was more than she could take. He kept at her for what felt like forever, drawing out their mutual pleasure to the limits of their endurance. She didn’t know how he was able to hold back for so long, for he felt harder and thicker and hotter than she could ever remember, his cock stroking into her again and again. She was so wet that she could vaguely hear slurping sounds where their bodies were joined as he continued to work her over. And then, when she feared she might pass out from his demanding, almost brutal possession, it took only the smallest flick of his thumb on her clit to send her crashing into orgasm, her pussy convulsing around his cock until he, too, came hard, his body shuddering over and over. Groaning, he collapsed next to her on the cushions, his breathing as labored as hers.

“I’m not sure I’m going to be able to walk after that.” She stretched her arms and legs in opposite directions, giving a low groan as she did so.

He propped himself up on one elbow and grinned down at her. “I’ll just have to carry you everywhere, then. Though my legs feel pretty shaky right now, too. Once again you’ve wiped me out.”

Julia wiggled her toes, relieved to see she could move at least one body part. “I’ll probably fall asleep during my massage this afternoon. Good thing I forced myself to get up early for that yoga class, because there’s no way I could move a muscle after this.”

“Hmm, I was just thinking I don’t need a workout this afternoon after all. Think I just found the ultimate aerobic exercise. And it’s a hell of a lot more fun than swimming laps or running five miles.”

She trailed her fingers down his chest to his stomach. “We both worked up a sweat, that’s for sure. Shower or bath?”

The glint in his eyes should have warned her, but she was still caught unawares when he stood, hefted her up into his arms, and strode towards the pool.

Julia kept her arms tightly locked around his neck. “You’re not really thinking about throwing me in, are you?”

In answer he tossed her into the pool, grinning broadly at the sound of her shrieks and sputtering when she surfaced a moment later. She was glaring at him through the wet curtain of her hair.

“Just for that, I’m going to request that my masseuse be the tallest, hottest guy they have on staff,” she threatened.

“Too late, baby,” he smirked. “When I so nicely offered to make the reservation for you, I specifically asked for a female masseuse.”

She stuck her tongue out at him. “Well, then, you don’t get to pick my undies for tonight. I might decide to wear plain white cotton ones.”

Nathan hooted. “Sweetie, you don’t own any plain white cotton anything. But even if you did, you’d still look hot in it.”

“Speaking of hot – you still look pretty sweaty. I think you need to cool off.”

Then it was Nathan’s turn to yelp as she splashed him from head to toe, just before tugging at his ankle and pulling him into the pool.

Chapter Twenty-One

Mid-September

“You are just about the luckiest SOB I’ve ever met, Atwood. No other explanation for how you snagged someone as hot as Julia.”

Nathan grinned over the rim of his wine glass before taking a healthy swallow of the mellow Merlot. “You won’t hear any arguments from me about that. I thank my lucky stars several times a day that she even considers me worthy to hold her hand.”

Rick signed. “Goddamn, she is really something, isn’t she? Does she look that smokin’ hot every day?”

The two men stared admiringly across the patio at the alluring sight Julia made tonight. She wore a black floral print dress with a corset styled bodice and slim fitting skirt. Nathan knew it was from one of her favorite designers – Dolce & Gabbana – and it showed her ample cleavage off without being too revealing. Her red patent platform stilettos were another pair of the sexy Louboutins she favored. Her glorious hair fell in its usual loose waves about her back and shoulders, and that lush mouth he longed to kiss right this very second was glossed over in bright scarlet. She looked so sexy and tempting that he didn’t know how he was holding himself back from dragging her back to their room and fucking her again. But he’d already received a scolding from her once this evening, having made them a few minutes late for the party, and he didn’t want to push his luck.

It really hadn’t been his fault, though, he thought sheepishly. He couldn’t name one man here tonight – married or otherwise – who could have resisted Julia once they’d seen her dressing for tonight’s party. It had only taken one long, steamy look at the low-cut, strapless black lace bra and matching lace boy shorts she’d put on for him to grow instantly and almost violently aroused. And then, despite her protests that they were already running late, he’d picked her up and wrapped her legs around his waist before fucking her hard and fast against the hotel room wall.

The scolding had followed soon after that, as she’d had to quickly clean up and repair her makeup, and he’d been sufficiently chastised. But her annoyance with him had been well worth the deep sexual satisfaction that had hummed through his body after coming so thoroughly and so pleasurably.

He met Julia’s eyes across the patio and they smiled at each other knowingly. And despite her initial displeasure with him at mussing her up, he knew damned well that she’d enjoyed their quick, sexy encounter just a short while ago. And she was hopefully looking forward to picking up where they’d left off just as soon as this party was over with.

They were spending this gorgeous September night at a resort in the Napa Valley to attend a thirtieth birthday party. The honoree was Jada Wright, whose husband Matt was an old water polo teammate of Nathan’s. Matt worked at a tech firm in Silicon Valley and was raking in big bucks, so he was sparing no expense for this bash. There were at least a hundred and fifty guests gathered out her on the spacious patio, drinking fine wine and sampling hors d’oeuvres. A sit-down dinner would be following shortly, and then dancing and more drinking, probably into the wee hours. Nathan was doubly glad that he and Julia had decided to stay overnight so that they could both enjoy themselves freely and not have to worry about the long drive back to San Francisco.

And he was really, really enjoying showing Julia off to so many of his friends. The party was turning out to be a mini-reunion of his college buddies and water polo teammates, and very few of them had met Julia yet. She had, in fact, met hardly any of his friends, mostly because he’d been greedy about keeping her all to himself. Additionally, he hadn’t wanted to seem totally insensitive to the fact that he’d recently broken off his engagement to Cameron by flaunting his hot new girlfriend too soon afterwards.

Fortunately, all of his friends plus their wives or girlfriends had all seemed very pleased to meet Julia, and everyone had been welcoming and friendly. Even now Julia was deep in conversation with Ryan and Sophie Latimer, the couple he’d last seen at the Design Awards dinner. Their new baby girl was less than two months old and currently being cared for by Sophie’s parents. Nathan had gone to get another glass of wine for him and Julia only to be waylaid by Rick Marshall on the way back.

“So how come you didn’t attend the convention this year?” asked Rick. The AID Convention was due to start in a couple of days in Dallas. Rick was missing it because he was due to fly out to Hawaii on Monday to attend his sister’s wedding later in the week. It had been a fortunate coincidence that this party had given him a reason for a layover in San Francisco.

Nathan shrugged. “Just way too busy at work this year. We’ve got this big resort hotel we’re almost ready to break ground on, just a few miles away from here in fact. Besides,” he added with a knowing grin, “I didn’t want to leave my girl behind for five days. I think I’d have gone blind if I had to go without for that long.”

Rick groaned. “You are such a lucky bastard. So, uh, how often do you guys, uh – “

“Daily. At least. Shit, I feel like sixteen-year-old when I’m near her,” marveled Nathan. “Constantly horny. And it’s never enough, I always want more.”

“Cut it out, Nate. Now you’re making
me
horny just thinking about the two of you getting it on that often. And to think you didn’t believe she was even interested in you.”

Nathan shook his head. “Hard to imagine that was a whole year ago. A lot has happened since the last time I saw you in New York. Never thought I’d get this lucky. You were right, Rick – Julia’s definitely a once in a lifetime kind of woman.”

Rick snorted. “Took you long enough to figure that one out, dumbass. Speaking of which, you’d better get back to your woman. Jonathan is here solo tonight and he was really panting after Julia earlier.”

Nathan scowled. “Jonathan can go piss off. And he’d better put his tongue back in his head and find his own girl.”

He strode purposefully across the patio until he reached his girl, sliding a possessive arm around her waist and handing her a glass of wine.

She beamed at him. “Thanks. You were gone awhile.”

“Miss me?” he asked, nuzzling her neck.

“Always. Sophie and Ryan were just showing me photos of Carina. She is the sweetest baby.”

While Nathan also admired the photos of the baby, Matt breezed by, camera in hand.

“Gotta commemorate the occasion for Jada,” he told them cheerfully. “So let’s smile and say cheese, everyone!”

He took a photo of the four of them, then individual shots of each couple. Nathan wrapped his arms around Julia’s waist, while she entwined hers about his neck, and then they smiled widely for Matt. Even after Matt moved on to the next group, they remained locked together tightly.

Ryan grinned. “I’d tell you two to get a room but I hear you already have one.”

Julia flushed but merely rested her head on Nathan’s shoulder while he squeezed her waist. Both of them sent a silent message to the other that the night couldn’t go by fast enough until they could retire to the aforementioned room and take up where they’d left off a short while ago.

But despite their desire to be alone, the evening did turn out to be a great time and Nathan was thrilled that Julia got along so well with his friends. He didn’t miss all the admiring, if not lustful, gazes the guys gave Julia and most of them whispered to him that he was the luckiest fucker in the universe.

The dinner was fabulous, and he took great enjoyment in watching Julia savor each bite. Both of them imbibed freely of the wine, and by the end of the meal they were each feeling more than a little tipsy.

Matt was making the rounds with his camera again, and this time Nathan impulsively tugged Julia onto his lap. She laughed in delight, wrapping her arms around his neck as Matt snapped their photo. Nathan kept her firmly in place once Matt walked away.

“Mmm, I like having you on my lap this way,” he murmured in her ear. “Too bad this dress is so tight. There’s no way I can slide my hand up underneath it discreetly. And it’s really too bad that the weather is too warm for you to have worn stockings. Those ones with the seam up the back that I love so much would have looked really hot with this dress.”