A Beautiful Lie (Playing with Fire #1)(61)

Garrett stared slack-jawed at Parker as she stood by the edge of the pool in her pink string bikini. Her full breasts spilled beautifully out of the small triangles that held them in place. He let his eyes linger over her well-toned abs and the minuscule pink bottom that was tied low on her hips.

As Parker dove into the pool and swam towards him under the water, Garrett wondered just how long his self-control would last.

Parker surfaced a few feet in front of Garrett and decided to play with fire. After all, they were supposed to be a happily married couple. She was wound up from the range of emotions bombarding her and her inability to let them out in the middle of an assignment. She needed an outlet for her frustrations.

Garrett watched as Parker swam the rest of the way towards him, closing the last bit of distance by placing her hands on his shoulders and pulling her body up so that every inch of it slid against the front of him.

She wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck and leaned down to lick a drop of water off of the side of his neck.

"What are you doing?" Garrett growled quietly as he squeezed his hands into fists on the edge of the pool while Parker did magical things with her tongue by his ear.

"Just playing the part, sweetie," she said through clenched teeth. "There are sixteen sets of eyes on us right now, not to mention the four video cameras I counted on the way out."

Garrett casually looked around the pool, mentally cursing himself for not being on the ball. He noticed one guard by the door when he first came out, but now that really looked, he found the rest. Garrett immediately lost focus as Parker shifted against him. He could feel every inch of her wet body pressed into his. Her hardened nipples rubbed against his chest every time she took a breath, and the heat from between her legs radiated against his stomach even through the chilled water.

Garrett realized that Parker came out to play the part, and play it well, so he threw in the towel and followed her lead. He would do anything to touch her and be close to her, even if it meant putting on a show.

He unclenched his fists while she was busy molding her body to his, sunk his hands in the water, and wrapped them around each of her knees locked against his sides.

The heat from Garrett's hands startled Parker, and she figured playtime was over. She waited for him to remove her legs from around him. It was one thing to engage in a little sexual gratification in the bedroom for the purpose of those listening in, but she figured Mr. Military wasn't too keen on doing it out in the open where people were blatantly watching them.

Parker started to pull away but Garrett slid his hands up the sides of her thighs as his fingers reached the edge of her bikini bottom. He slid them underneath and cupped her bare ass.

Garrett tried not to groan as he kneaded her soft flesh and pulled her harder against his stomach.

Parker's breath hitched and her eyes rolled into the back of her head.

“What are you doing?” Parker whispered, throwing Garrett’s earlier question back at him.

He took one hand out of her bikini bottom and ran his palm over the top of her thigh and down the inside that rested against his abs, letting his thumb skim the crease where her thigh connected with her hip.

"Like you said, there are lots eyes on us now," Garrett whispered as his thumb toyed with the edge of the material between her legs.

"This bathing suit looks great on you, hon," Garrett said a little louder as he dipped his head down and kissed Parker's shoulder.

"Thanks, sweetie, I picked it out just for you," Parker said with a fake smile aimed at the guard who wasn't trying to hide the fact that he was staring at them.

Garrett nipped at her skin as he made his way up the side of her neck and concentrated on the soft spot just below Parker's ear.

She did not like the fact that he suddenly had the upper hand, and she was seconds away from telling him to just take her against the side of the pool. Parker took control again, sliding her hand around Garrett’s shoulder and down the wet, muscled planes of his chest until she sunk her hand under the water and reached the waistband of his swimming trunks.

Garrett’s lips stilled against her neck, halting the movement of his fingers that were grazing her inner thigh, and he held his breath. Parker’s fingers dipped into the edge of his shorts and paused. They may both be playing a game right now, but Garrett knew she didn’t have the guts to take it further, no matter how much the hardness in his shorts wanted her to.

Parker’s fingers teased through the thin line of hair that started right below his belly button. She felt him tense against her and couldn’t stop herself from following the trail down further. She pushed her entire hand into his shorts, flattening her palm against him until her hand found the base and her fingers wrapped around him.

Parker had felt him straining behind her last night in the dark under the covers. She’d felt his hard length sliding against her, but nothing prepared her for the feel of him in her hand. Garrett was full and hard and the skin was so soft she wanted to run her tongue along it to feel the silky smoothness of it in her mouth.

Since that was impossible in a pool, she squeezed her hand around him and slowly moved up his length so she could stroke him instead.

“Jesus…f*ck…” Garrett sputtered against her neck. Parker’s small, soft hand working its way up him made his head spin. When she got to the top and slid her palm up and over the swollen head and rubbed her thumb along the underside right beneath the ridge, he bucked his hips into her.