Summer Heat (Cruel Summer #1)(31)

I rocked back against him, pressing my ass into his body feeling his hard length beneath his shorts.

He was so hard, searing hot.

I let out a little gasp when he bit the skin he’d just kissed.

The sound of laughter filled the air.

We both froze.

And then I was under the hot water with him. The curtain pulled. Just us in that corner. Just us in that universe.

His eyes searched mine.

I didn’t give myself time to think, I cupped his face with both hands and jerked him forward, meeting his mouth for a kiss that would eventually ruin me.

The thing about Marlo? He was so unapologetic about the way he kissed me, almost like he knew it was part punishment, part uncontrollable lust and fire like it had always been.

There would always be that sliver of anger between us, that underlying hatred that fueled our passion, added kerosene to the sparks that flew between our mouths like ammo.

More showers turned on around us.

It didn’t matter did it?

Not anymore.

Water dripped between our hungry kisses as he devoured each and every word that should be said between us.

I gripped his hair with my fingertips while he hooked his thumbs in my wet underwear and jerked them down to the ground. I stepped out of them without breaking the kiss and did the same to his shorts, they floated in a puddle at our feet as he lazily kissed down my throat.

In a way, he was more experienced. He knew how to kiss, how to drive a girl crazy. He knew how to create a frenzy, a slow burning fire that made it impossible to think straight.

My thighs trembled as my core pulsed for more of him.

His length pressed against me, hot, needy.

Marlo broke the kiss, chest heaving, and locked eyes with me again just as more talking ensued around us. More laughter.

The other staff members had no idea.

No idea.

Jackson’s laugh was easy to pick out.

“And then I told her, look, if you can’t even look at it while it’s all erect, do you think you should ask to suck it?” Male laughter ensued.

Marlo lowered his head, brushed a kiss to my mouth, and then whispered in my ear, “How quiet can you be SP?”

I smiled at my nickname. He would be the guy to still call me out seconds away from moving inside me.

“Can you?” I hissed back.

That. Damn. Smirk.

He didn’t answer. He just picked me up with both hands on my bare ass and pressed me against the wall. I wrapped an arm around his neck to hold on while my body rocked against his.

I expected him to go fast, to enter, to get off, to get us both off.

I should have known with Marlo things were never that easy.

He slid down to his knees until my legs were hooked around his neck, and with that smirk still in place, he thrust his tongue inside me.

I held onto his hair and let out a little gasp.

“Shhhh…” He flicked his tongue.

My thighs trembled as he worked me into a frenzy so damn fast that I couldn’t help but squeeze his head between my thighs.

He suddenly stopped and stood, letting my body slide down his until I couldn’t slide anymore, until he stopped me and with one movement, was inside me. I gasped, tried not to cry out, and was treated to his hand covering my mouth while he slowed his thrusts, driving me crazy.

I couldn’t take it anymore. I hooked my heels together and pulled him in as deep as I could. He swore against my neck and pumped faster and harder.

“Don’t stop,” I begged, biting down on his ear lobe.

“Can’t.” His mouth moved down my chest in tiny kisses until he was sucking on one of my breasts. I held him between my thighs. I wished for him to stay there. I found my soul in that moment.

Tethered to his.

Like I knew it had always been.

And when I chased my release and felt him pump into me one last time.

I mourned the loss as if someone had died.

The loss of him inside me.

The loss of the only thing between us that had ever made sense.

We stared at each other.

He opened his mouths to say something.

And then I heard Brax’s voice in the background… “If you ask me, it’s a brilliant as hell idea! He wants revenge. What better way than to fuck the girl who fucked you over before she can do it again? The guy’s been in such a shit mood, a little sex will do him good, plus you know Marlo, one-night stands, never two.” They all fell into fits of laughter.

And the remaining pieces of my heart crashed to the ground between the guy who had only ever seen me… and the stupid, stupid girl who thought she could trust anyone other than herself.