Chapter 5

FIVE

Jake

I"mchest-deep in the pool"s warm embrace, the golden hues of Nate's estate lighting up the night like it"s trying to outshine the stars. Kaitlyn, with her sun-kissed skin and those hazel eyes that flicker with mischief, is a few strokes away.

"Care for a race?" I challenge, my voice carrying over the water.

She grins, playful as ever. "Only if you can handle losing."

The water surges around us as we kick off. But this isn"t about winning. It"s about the chase, about the electric thrill that zaps through me every time she looks back over her shoulder with that wild laughter bubbling from her lips.

We reach the other end together, panting, laughing, and it"s like there"s no one else here but us. Her giggles echo against the opulent backdrop, a sound so genuine it sends a shiver down my spine that"s got nothing to do with the night air.

"Jake," she whispers, her fingers finding mine under the water. "Catch me if you can."

It"s all the invitation I need. My body reacts before my mind catches up, desire pooling in my veins as heavy as lead. We"re underwater ballet dancers, all fluid movements and silent communication. It"s a discreet dance of hips meeting hips, a push and pull that makes my heart slam against my ribs.

My cock is hard, and she backs that pretty little ass against me and rubs it. I hump her as discreetly as I can under the water. Something about doing this here with all these people around makes the moment even that much more exciting.

"Kaitlyn," I rasp, barely above a breath, and I can feel the heat rising between us, the kind of heat that has nothing to do with the summer night.

"Shh," she places a finger on my lips, her smile wicked. "Not here."

She glides out of the pool, water cascading off her like she"s some kind of goddess stepping out of her element. I follow, utterly spellbound. She leads me by the hand across the lush grass, our footfalls silent. The mansion looms before us, grand and imposing, but with Kaitlyn tugging me forward, there's no way I can say no.

Hell no.

The door to her room clicks shut behind us, sealing us away from the rest of the world. Her gaze locks onto mine, fierce and unyielding. "Welcome to my sanctuary," she says, her voice threaded with promises.

And I"m ready to worship at her altar.

I"m on fire, and Kaitlyn"s touch is both the spark and the kindling. Her room is a haven of soft light and softer sheets, and we"re all over each out, shedding clothes like they"re on fire.

"Jake," she whispers against my neck, her breath hot and heavy. "Show ,e."

"Only if you show me first," I challenge back, grinning despite the throb of desire that courses through me.

She meets my eyes, that mischievous glint in hers saying she's ready to play. With a sly smile, she pushes me down onto the bed. The hunger in her gaze matches the pounding rhythm in my chest as she trails kisses down my body, exploring with an eager curiosity that has my fingers digging into the sheets.

"Kaitlyn," I gasp as she takes me into her mouth, warm and wet and oh so perfect. God, she"s a natural, sending shivers of pleasure down my spine.

I'm not one to be outdone. Flipping us over, I pin her beneath me, my hands roaming her sun-kissed skin. She tastes like chlorine and temptation, and when I return the favor, her moans fill the room. It"s a melody I could listen to forever, but tonight"s about more than just this.

"Are you sure?" I ask, voice husky as I hover above her now. I need to hear it. I need to know she wants this as much as I do.

"More than anything," she breathes out, and that's all the confirmation I need.

Slow and steady, I guide myself into her, watching Kaitlyn's face for any sign of discomfort. There's a flicker, a brief wince, but then she"s pulling me closer, wrapping her legs around me, urging me deeper. And damn, the feeling of her tight around me—it"s like nothing else.

"Jake..." she whispers, and that"s all it takes.

We move together, lost in the heat and the rush. Her pussy is grippin me so damn tight. "Fuck baby, how are you so tight?" I manage to croak out.

Her cheeks turn pink as she confesses, "Because this is my first time."

I go completely still as I stare down at her, trying to process the magnitude of the gift she's given me.

"Motherfucker," I grunt out as I finally snap and drive my hips back and forth, fucking into her ferociously as my mind churns with thoughts of possession.

Mine, mine, mine!

Kaitlyn is mine.

"I'm not going to last long, baby. I need you to come for me. Can you do that, you pretty little thing?"

I reach down and flick my thumb over her clit, and Kaitlyn goes off beautifully.

Her pussy flutters around me as she screams and clutches onto me, and then I lose it.

And when I come, it's like hitting a home run in Hawkins Stadium—exhilarating, triumphant, and damn satisfying. I ride her through our orgasms, pumping every last bit of cum from my balls into her until it's dripping down onto the bed.

But then I hear a sound like strikes the fear of God into me.

It's Nate, and he's mad as hell.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?"