Once we had torn our mouths apart, James had kept his promise of making dinner. He had poured me a glass of wine, sat me at the counter in the kitchen and put some music on.
I'd found it a turn on watching him cook. The concentration on his face as he measured out ingredients was adorable.
"You're welcome. I'd make you dinner anytime you want." He replied, sipping his wine.
We were both watching each other closely. The air between us was crackling with sexual tension, it was intoxicating.
"So, how about we play a game?" he whispered, giving me a knowing smile.
"Depends what you have in mind?" I shot back, my heart racing.
He winked at me.
"Never Have I Ever?"
I rolled my eyes.
"Georgia's favourite game."
He nodded at me,
"I promise to keep it light-hearted. I have a bottle of El Dorado rum that I have been saving as well..."
I looked at him blankly.
"It's one of the most expensive types of rum in the world. It's good, the best in fact." He said, looking at me with disbelief.
"Sorry, I don't know about all the different overpriced alcohol brands. If you ask me, rum is rum." I said, shrugging my shoulders.
He stood up and walked over to me, shaking his head. I squealed as he took my hand and pulled me up.
"You have so much to learn, Sophie."
I was craving his touch so badly, I bit my bottom lip.
"Care to teach me?" I asked, barely recognising the sexy, breathy tone in my voice.
Wow, he had me thinking I was some kind of seductress.
"Later." He husked.
My eyes wandered over his body, I could see the outline of his erection through his shorts. When I looked back up at his face, my whole body felt alight.
"Wait by the pool. I'll clear up here and get the rum."
I was about to argue that I would clear up, but he held his hand up.
"Go. If you don't, then I swear I'll bend you over this table and fuck you right now. "
I was so taken aback I burst out in laughter. When I looked at him, I realised he was being serious.
"That isn't necessarily a bad thing..." I whispered, my heart pounding in my chest.
"Sophie, don't make this any tougher. I plan to spend the whole night inside you, but right now I want to get to know you better."
The whole night? It had taken me long enough to recover after once.
I nodded and picked up my wine glass. James smiled at my obedience and gave me a chaste kiss on the lips.
I wandered over to the pool and sat down, my legs dangling in the water. I couldn't help but wonder how he would surprise me next.
"James, you can't ask that. The game is Never Have I Ever, not truth or dare."
I couldn't stop laughing. I didn't know much about rum, but I knew that this was strong and I was feeling drunk.
"Well, maybe we can mix it up a bit." he whispered, resting his hand on my thigh.
I shrugged, I was ready to have him take me to bed.
Maybe I could dare him to fuck me?
"Ok, so answer my question. How old were you when you lost your virginity?" James continued, nudging me.
Ugh, he wouldn't drop it.
"I was fifteen."
I didn't want to talk about losing my virginity. It reminded me of Tommy, and that was the last thing I needed.
"What about you?" I said, not wanting him to ask me anything else about it.
"I was seventeen." He replied, making me snort.
"Really? That's surprising. "
He looked a little embarrassed.
"She was my first girlfriend."
Hmm, that was a surprise. It was adorable seeing him so flustered.
"I went to a boys' school. Well, if I'm being specific, I went to three different schools as a teenager. I was always getting in trouble. Maybe if there'd been girls around, I would have had a distraction."
"Three schools expelled you?" I exclaimed, raising my eyebrows at him.
"Yeah. It was nothing terrible, just fighting and arguing with teachers."
He put his arm around me,
"I might have started a fire at one school, but it wasn't a bad one."
"James!!" I laughed. "Your parents must have been furious with you."
He shrugged his shoulders and swigged some rum.
"They were always mad at me, especially when they realised I was nothing like Richard."
"I'm sure that's not true."
His blue eyes flashed with pain, and he took another swig of rum.
"Speaking of Richard, he didn't seem thrilled about us getting together." I whispered.
James rolled his eyes,
"Did he warn you away from me?"
I nodded, and he swore.
"It's none of his business. He always sticks his nose into everything I do."
I could see he was getting angry, and I put my hand on his leg.
"I think he worried that if we fell out, it would mess things up with Georgia."
That did little to calm him.
"Well, that's bullshit. I like you, Sophie. He didn't even consider that. What if you had listened to him and not given me a chance?"
"You did a good job of messing it up yourself. You can't blame your brother for that."
He stared ahead at the pool, his body tensed. I snuggled into his side and wrapped my arm around him.
"Don't get mad. I'm sure he didn't mean any harm."
I thought he was going to say something more on the subject, but he changed his mind at the last minute.
"Right, that's enough talking for tonight."
I watched as he put the bottle beside him. Anticipation was making my stomach churn, and I clenched my thighs together.
He didn't take his eyes off me as his hand travelled between my legs, pushing them apart.
"How am I going to touch you if you keep clenching your thighs together? It's been distracting me all evening."
His voice was low with desire, and I held my breath as he slowly undid my shorts.
At this point I was putty in his hands, and I lifted my bottom so he could slide them down my legs. Once they were finally off, he chucked them into the pool.
"Hey, my shorts!" I frowned.
The corners of his mouth twitched, like he was trying not to laugh.
Before I knew it, he had me laid on my back. My legs were over his shoulders, and his face burrowed in the apex of my thighs.
"I prefer what's underneath the shorts..." he breathed, pushing my underwear to the side.
With one lick of his tongue, I had forgotten all about my shorts.
Hell, I'd even forgotten where I was.
My hips jerked up as his mouth reached my clit, circling and rolling his hot tongue on it, over and over again.
His hands gripped my hips as I cried out, desperately moving against his face.
"Let me know when your close."
I gasped his name, my fingers pressed into the cool tiles surrounding the pool.
"I'm close." I moaned, breathing out loudly.
"Well, you are keen, aren't you?" he teased, moving his hand from my hip and pushing two fingers inside me.
"Oh, shit." I cried, grabbing his hair.
He moved his fingers in and out of me, his thumb teasing my clit. As for his tongue, he lapped at my folds.
The pleasure was overwhelming. I didn't want it to end, but my body was crying out for release.
I was shouting his name as the pressure released.
Wave after wave, exploding through my body.
James carried on licking and teasing me, as I slowly came back down to earth.
I stroked his hair between my fingers.
"I'm surprised I didn't pull any out." I joked, tugging it lightly.
"Mm, it would be worth it."
He trailed his mouth over my stomach and breasts, stopping to kiss my chin.
"That was the hottest thing ever. You're so fucking sexy."
He kissed me on the lips as I wrapped my arms around his neck.
My mind was blown. How was it possible that a man like him could find me so hot?
"We should go to my room. What if Graham had come back? I muttered, glancing around.
"Relax, I have a better idea."
He jumped up and started undressing,
"James, what are you doing?" I hissed.
"Take the rest of your clothes off."
He shot me a wicked smile as he chucked his t-shirt onto a sunlounger. I couldn't stop staring as he stripped off the rest of his clothes.
He shook his head, marching over to me and making quick work of my vest top and bra. Once he had my panties off, he smirked, pulling me into his arms.
His mouth devoured mine with red hot kisses. I moaned as he picked me up, my legs wrapping around him.
"Hold your breath." He ordered, winking at me.
The next thing I knew, we were splashing into the pool.
I resurfaced from the water, coughing and spluttering. He pulled me back into his arms.
"I told you to hold your breath." He sighed, stroking my face.
I raised my eyebrows,
"It was hardly enough warning, I-"
I never finished my sentence as he began another assault on my lips.
I wrapped my legs around him as we floated around the pool, rubbing against his hard length.
We drifted towards the shallow end. When I could stand, I let go of him and moved my hand to his cock.
Hearing him murmuring my name felt so erotic, I moaned as well. His hands reached for my breasts, teasing my nipples between his thumb and index finger.
"I need to fuck you right now." James groaned, removing my hand from his erection.
He lifted me up and carried me over to the steps leading into the pool. Placing me out of the water, his forehead met mine.
The only sound was our laboured breathing, both of us needing release. Without warning, he pushed inside me, making me cry out.
Oh God, it was so much better without a condom.
Every thrust made my head hit against the steps. I was going to end up with a concussion at this rate.
James moved his arms, cupping the back of my head with his hand, cushioning me as he fucked me harder.
He was in me so deep, rotating his hips with each thrust. My nails were digging into his back as I held on.
I was going to come, I could feel it building rapidly. I arched my back, pushing my breasts into his chest.
"Not yet, Sophie... together.." he mumbled, kissing my mouth.
I moaned into his mouth. I was so close, I couldn't hold it back much longer.
He drove into me harder and faster.
Finally an orgasm exploded through my body, at the same time I felt him throb and jerk inside me. Our mouths caught each other's moans, tongues desperately stroking each other.
James collapsed on top of me, the back of my head still cradled in his hand.
I ran my fingers down his cheek to his lips. He kissed them softly.
"This is the part where you say thank you." He teased, giving me a sated smile.
I felt my cheeks flush, making him laugh.
"I love making you blush." He breathed, kissing me into submission.
He finally pulled out and I felt my heart sink, missing the connection.
My feelings were too strong. Could I really do this with him?
I dived under the water and swam away, feeling overwhelmed.
Floating on my back, I noticed how clear the sky was, you could see all the stars.
James was by my side within moments.
"You never see the stars in New York. I've missed looking at them."
"I've never really paid them much attention "
I frowned and turned to look at him.
"Well, look now! They're beautiful. It looks like someone has sprinkled glitter in the sky."
James joined me, both of us floating on our backs and staring at the sky.
"Some of them are so far away, beyond any distance we could comprehend." I whispered.
I was suddenly reminded of my seventeenth birthday with Tommy.
He'd taken his dad's car and driven us to a meadow near my house. We'd made love on a blanket, and afterwards we'd watched the stars, talking about how lucky we were. How in the entire universe, we had already found each other.
Soul mates till the day we died.
My eyes filled with tears.
Normally, I would shut down this line of thinking, but I couldn't. It was so unfair. If only someone could have told me what he would become... I could have protected myself from him.
"What's wrong?" James demanded, grabbing my hand.
I flinched as he touched me.
"Nothing, I'm fine."
"Don't lie. I can tell you're not ok." He said, keeping a hold on my wrist.
I couldn't speak, but tears started rolling down my cheeks.
"Who hurt you?" He asked. "I can see how much pain you're in."
His intuition impressed me, but memories were filling my head. I was sinking into a world of pain that I tried so hard to keep locked away.
"I can't talk about it. Please, don't ask…"
My voice trailed off as I sobbed. James said nothing, he pulled me into his arms and held me tightly.