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  He lifted his tank up over his head and tossed it on one of the loungers, his body magnificently lit up by the spotlights in the pool. “Yes. Thank fucking God.”

  I laughed at his obvious impatience, only because it rivaled my own. “Get in here already.”

  If I were Panther, I would’ve kicked everyone out hours ago. But the later it got, the more everyone drank, and then it’d been impossible to shut the party down. Hell, it was surprising no one had passed out in the house somewhere.

  Panther dove into the pool—his form perfect, of course—and I watched as he swam beneath the water toward me. His hands slid up my legs and his head nudged my cock, making me groan as he broke through the surface.

  “Never figured you for a tease,” I said, sliding my leg between his so he straddled my thigh. He smirked and ran his hand through his wet black hair, and fuck me, I was mesmerized. A simple move, a trickle of water down the side of his neck, and I was a goner.

  I traced the droplets falling down over his skin with my fingers, and then I gripped the back of his neck and tugged him forward, bringing his mouth within inches of mine. I could feel his erection growing against my leg as I brushed my lips over his, over and over again, never making full contact.

  “Who’s teasing now?” Panther said, a warm breath of air against my lips, but his patience seemed to grow thin, because he locked me against the side of the pool wall with his arms on either side of the edge, and then he was on me.

  It was a full-on assault as Panther sucked on my tongue and began to ride my thigh. Fuck, he felt good, my body deprived of his for far too long. It’d been a torturous day of trying not to look at him, much less touch him, and this was exactly what I needed.

  I reached down and grabbed his ass with both hands, encouraging him to use me however the hell he wanted to—and I didn’t have to beg. Panther must’ve been in agony all day too from the way he kissed the breath out of me, making my head swim, and when his fingers found their way to my cock, I groaned.

  “Fuck.” My words were muffled by our mouths being so tightly fused, but I could feel his grin.

  “I’ve wanted this ever since you walked out here in nothing but these.” Panther yanked on my board shorts, pulling them down under my ass. With my cock freed, he reached for it again, sliding his hand up and down my length and making my head fall back. As he stroked me, he kissed up to my ear, kisses I knew would leave a mark if he wasn’t careful.

  I didn’t give a fuck.

  “Let’s get these off you,” Panther said by my ear, and let go of my cock to shove my shorts down. I moved my legs beneath the water to kick them out of my way.

  With my legs now free, I spread them wide as Panther moved back between them, and when his covered dick rubbed up against me, I moaned.

  “Don’t you wanna lose yours too?”

  Panther again braced a hand on either side of me, and then nipped at my lower lip. “If I lose my shorts out here, I’ll be inside you in two seconds flat.”

  My chest rose and fell against his, as I wound my legs around his ass and thrust forward. The night, the water, the man—all added to the sensual spell he was weaving around us.

  “And the problem with that would be?”

  Panther flicked his tongue along my top lip and grinned. “The problem with that is, I want to enjoy you…” He dragged his tongue along my jaw to my ear. “All of you. And that means touching, kissing, and tasting you all over.”

  “Fucking hell.”

  Panther raised his head, and those wicked blue eyes found mine, the promise of everything he’d just said swirling in their depths.

  It seemed Panther was feeling just as needy as I was.

  25 Panther

  I HAD NO idea how I’d managed to wait until Houdini—that motherfucker—finally vacated the house to touch Solo. But now that everyone was out and there was nothing in my way, I was going for it.

  With a naked Solo pinned to the side of the pool with his legs wound around me tight, I’d never been so turned on in my life. His body was a masterpiece, muscle upon lean muscle under that taut, smooth skin of his, and as he rolled his hips harder and faster against mine, I knew I needed to get control of him before he made me lose mine.

  Letting go of the edge of the pool, I reached up to cup his jaw in my hand. “Turn around.”

  Solo’s eyebrows arched, but when I released him and reached under the water for my shorts, a filthy smile tugged at the corners of his lips.

  “Turn around, huh?”

  I brought my shorts up, balled them in my hand, and then tossed them to the side of the pool by his head. “That’s what I said.”

  Solo ran his eyes down over me and then began to turn. “Bossy fucker.”

  He wasn’t wrong, either. Something about having to wait to touch him tonight, something about being denied what I wanted, made a primal side of me I didn’t know I possessed rise to the surface. All I wanted was to mark him, claim him, and let him know that here and now, in this moment, he was mine.

  The long line of Solo’s back came into view, and I was on him in seconds, fitting my front to all of that perfect skin. I caged him in with my arms, my dick nestling between his cheeks. I braced my feet on either side of his and kissed him under his ear.

  “So fucking sexy,” I said as I sucked the skin a little harder, licking up the water. “Everything about you is so fucking sexy, I don’t know how I keep my hands off you when you’re around.”

  Solo angled his head back and rubbed his ass up against me, his fingers digging hard into the side of the pool. “Jesus, you feel good.”

  “Mmm, so do you.” I nipped at the skin where his shoulder met his neck. “You have the most incredible ass.”

  I lowered a hand beneath the water to smooth it over the rounded curve under discussion, and when I pulled his cheeks apart and thrust my cock up against him, he cursed.

  “I really want to get in there tonight.”

  “Fuck,” Solo said, and dropped his head forward.

  I shifted so I could kiss the back of his neck, as I flirted my fingers over the top of his crack. “What do you think?” I teased, and slipped my fingers down between his cheeks to stroke his hole. “You gonna let me in?”

  Solo spread his legs a little wider and gripped the edge of the pool, and when he glanced over his shoulder, his eyes blazing, I had my answer. “What do you think?”

  I pressed my finger up against him and shifted in to kiss that sinful mouth. “I think you’re dying for it.”

  “So confident…”

  I chuckled and twisted my hand, making him gasp. “More like hopeful.”

  Solo smirked, but as I added a little more pressure, he bit into his lower lip and pushed back against me.

  My finger slipped past that first tight ring of muscle, making him groan. When I took his lips in a blistering kiss and slid all the way inside, he began to tremble.

  “Oh, fuck yes,” I said against his mouth as his muscles clenched around me, and I crowded in behind him, pushing him up against the edge of the pool.

  Solo lowered a hand down under the water, no doubt reaching for his cock, and the thought of him getting off to what we were doing made my own dick throb.

  “You want more, don’t you?”

  Solo punched his hips back. “You know I do.”

  As I entered his body with two fingers this time, he dropped his head, steadily milking his cock.

  “Fuck.” It hadn’t taken long to work Solo up to near explosion. “Panther. You’ve got to—”

  “What? Faster? Harder? You’re a greedy fucker tonight, aren’t you?”

  He cursed again and dropped his hand from his cock. “If you don’t want me to come in your friend’s pool, we need to take this somewhere else.”

  Ah, shit. Stopping was the last thing I wanted to do, but he was right. Neither of us wanted to be responsible for that cleaning bill.

  As I removed my hand and stepped back, I noticed how hard I’d been breathing. The guy worked me up like no one I’d ever been with, and even being this close and not touching was too far.

  I could barely hold myself together, the need too great, and I had to grit my teeth to keep some semblance of control. “Get in the damn house. Now.”

  26 Solo

  PANTHER DIDN’T HAVE to tell me twice.

  As much as I hated to put a stop to things for even a second, we had all night, and I planned to make good use of Panther’s dick.

  I headed straight for the sliding glass door, grabbing my towel off the lounge on the way. Not because I wanted to dry off, but because I had a feeling we’d be making a mess of each other tonight.

  I was barely through the door when Panther flattened along my back, wrapping his arm around my waist and pushing me against the closest couch. In a flash, he had me bent over the leather, his hand firm on my spine to keep me right where I was, and damn, that was sexy. Since day one, I’d gotten off on the pissed-off, no-nonsense way Panther had about him, but this dominant side was fast becoming the hottest thing I’d ever seen. I loved the way he took control, the effortless way he switched things around and submitted. Being who we were, doing what we did…it was rare to want anything other than being on top. But with Panther, I was more than happy to be anyfuckingwhere he wanted me.

  Panther kept his hand firmly on my back while he trailed the other down over the curve of my ass, and then back up between my cheeks. From my position, I couldn’t do much more than thrust my hips back, hungry for him to be inside me.

  He chuckled and withdrew his hands, then he leaned over me, the delicious weight of him pressing me further into the couch, upping my anticipation. “Still sure you want it this way?”

  Panther already knew I’d take him however I could get him,
but he wasn’t referring to our current positions—he was referring to something else entirely.

  “I’m sure.”

  “Mmm.” He lifted off me and kissed down my spine, taking his sweet time.

  It was too much.

  “Panther, stop being a cock-tease. We’ve both been tested and cleared, so if you don’t get your dick inside me right now—”

  I didn’t get a chance to finish that sentence, because Panther spread me open, angled himself against my hot hole, and pushed inside of me before I could blink. My breath left me in a rush as he filled me up, his head dropping down between my shoulder blades as he shuddered.

  “Fuck, you feel so damn good. Perfect.” He pulled out of me slowly and didn’t waste any time diving back in, his pace picking up as he held on to my hips.

  Holy shit… The feel of him bare inside me was unreal. I’d never experienced that with anyone before Panther, and now that I had, I wouldn’t be letting him get away anytime soon, that was for damn sure.

  I could feel the way he shook, like his legs were trembling, and he thrust into me again then stayed there, grabbing my hands and interlocking our fingers.

  “You can’t imagine how this feels,” he said, his breath warm against my back. “It’s too good. Almost too much…”

  Turning my head to the side against the cushion, I grinned. “Oh, I can imagine, because you feel that good inside me.” As Panther chuckled and struggled to catch his breath, I pumped my hips back and clenched around his dick. “Now fuck me until you can’t stand up anymore.”

  “Sounds like a challenge.”

  “It is. The ‘whose body gives out first’ challenge.”

  Panther moved his hands back to my hips as he slowly, torturously pulled out of me. Then he said, “Deal,” and began a relentless pace that made me hold on to the couch for dear life. My fingers flexed and dug into the leather as I braced my feet wide on the floor and reveled in the primal way Panther was letting loose behind me.

  A growl that nearly shook the walls of the house rumbled out of Panther as he drilled into me time and time again, gripping my hips so hard that I had no doubt he’d leave bruises behind.

  “Fuckin’ hell,” I said, as he gave a particularly savage punch of his hips, and when he bottomed out and held his ground, I squeezed my eyes shut.

  “Do you yield?”

  The fucker. I opened my eyes and glanced back to see Panther’s narrowed on me, as he canted his hips forward a fraction, making me gasp.

  “Asked you a question.”

  “Fuck you,” I said, and when Panther’s lips curved into a dangerous smile that made my dick jerk and my ass clench, I had a feeling I was about to get punished for my insolence.

  “Fuck me, huh?”

  Panther’s eyes ran down my back to where his dick was stretching my ass wide, and when he placed his large palm flat over my tailbone and slowly withdrew, my legs began to shake.

  “I think you got that wrong. ’Cause from where I’m standing, it looks an awful lot like I’m fucking you.” Panther surged forward, pounding into me like he was born for that purpose only. Then he grabbed hold of my shoulder and hauled me up straight, plowing as hard and deep as he could go.

  “Ahh, fuck. Fuuuck,” I shouted as I arched back into him, his thick length rubbing over my sweet spot in the most unbelievable way, and when he wrapped his arm around my chest and took my hip with the other, it was a miracle I managed to stay on my feet.

  Panther’s warm breath washed over my fevered skin as he stood behind me, balls deep, his cock a throbbing reminder of just how much he wanted me. But just in case that wasn’t enough, he scraped his teeth over my lobe and said, “You yield?”

  Motherfucker. My chest rose and fell against the arm stretched across it, and as my thighs trembled and my ass tightened around him, I reached for my cock and gave it a rough stroke. “No.”

  “Hmm…” Panther said by my ear as he began to roll his hips ever so slightly, and holy mother of God it felt unreal. He nipped at my ear and said, “Maybe you will once my cum is dripping out of you, and all down your legs.”

  Filthy fucker. He was gonna kill me.

  As I turned to face him, my breath caught. His blue eyes were wild, his expression half animal, half man, and when I said, “Guess we’ll find out,” the sound that left him was feral.

  Panther swooped in and took my lips in a bruising kiss, one that sent any thought that was left in my head right out the window, because Panther untamed and set free was a fucking beast, and as he went after what he wanted, I held out for as long as I could, until finally it was too much.

  The feel of him, the sounds we were making. The unapologetic way he was using my body to satisfy the hunger that was clawing at him. Everything about this moment, this coming together, was elemental. It was more than I’d ever experienced with another human being, and if I never felt this way again, I could die knowing I’d touched the sky right there in his arms, without getting in a plane to do so.

  “Fuck, Solo. Fuck…”

  “Come on, give it to me,” I said, wanting that final explosion, needing it. When Panther tensed behind me and shouted out my name, the feel of his climax shooting deep inside me sent my pleasure right over the edge.

  As we stood there in the silence of such a tumultuous moment, all of the joking was pushed aside, as was all the one-upmanship, because in this moment between Grant and myself, we knew that both of us had come out on top.

  27 Panther

  SOMETIME LATER, WE finally made it to the bedroom after several stops along the way. It was as if we hadn’t seen each other in months, when hardly an hour had gone by in the last two weeks that we hadn’t been together.

  I didn’t understand how I’d gone so quickly from wanting to rip his head off to wanting to tear off his clothes, but once it happened, there’d been no turning back. The need I felt for Solo bordered on insatiable, and that craving wasn’t easing off—if anything, it was getting worse. Keeping things physical was one thing, but the tug in my gut when I looked at him lately was something else entirely. Something I couldn’t let grow into anything else, because our time here was limited and soon we’d end up on opposite sides of the world. Nothing could survive that. It was best not to even try.

  “Have you ever tried to make it work with someone?” The words were out of my mouth before I could stop myself—and because I was a glutton for punishment. “While you’ve been enlisted, I mean.”

  “That’d be pretty fucking hard, don’t you think?”

  “Yeah. Impossible.”

  Solo turned his head on the pillow where he lay beside me, a lone sheet drawn up around our hips, our skin still slick with sweat. “I haven’t been a one-man type of guy.”

  “Solo the slut-bag. That’s what Whiplash would say.”

  “Maybe so, but I hardly think I’d be alone in that assessment. Unless you’re forgetting that the night we met you were busy trying to get a rise out of carrot dick.”

  “He’s carrot dick now?” I laughed. “Jesus.”

  “Hey, I’m not judging…much. But you can admit it: you just wanted to go home with me.”

  “And grow your ego five sizes? No way.”

  Solo pulled the sheet down slowly from my hips, but I grabbed it before he could expose my naked body again.

  “Come on,” he said. “Admit it. Tell me how hot you were for me the second you saw me.”

  “So hot I turned you down…twice.”

  Quicker than I could blink, Solo rolled over on top of me, pinning me to the mattress. “And you regret that decision every day. Come on. No one’s here. You can tell me.”

  “You gonna make me?”

  Solo’s grin grew wider. “I’ll do whatever it takes. You should know that about me by now.”

  That comment alone should’ve made my dick react. The possibility of Solo doing anything he wanted to me was a promise that I found seriously hot. But for some reason, I felt a pang in my chest. He’d do whatever it took, all right. To be on top. To get what he wanted. To get me in bed.

  But not to get me.

  Oh, shit. There it was. Fucking emotions butting in where they weren’t wanted.

  The smile on Solo’s face dimmed as his brows pinched together. “What did I say?”