Sweet Pain (Amatucci Family #3) - Sadie Jacks Page 0,120
covered and closed for the season. His eight-person hot tub though…that stayed open year round. The seating area was steps away from the built in outdoor grill and kitchen. Behind that was the changing rooms and bathrooms for his pool guests.
I pointed my man in the right direction. “That’s the guys. This is the girls.”
Ryker went off, grabbed a pair of black trunks. He dropped his pants and underwear right there. He didn’t bother with the changing room.
My mouth dropped open. “What if someone had been in the house?”
He looked over his shoulder to the wall of windows. Shrugged when he turned back to me. “No one’s in there. All clear.”
I narrowed my eyes at him. I started grabbing up handfuls of my dress.
He shoved me in the bathroom. “Nope. I’ll remember to use the changing room next time.” He stood in the doorway, his eyes hungry as he scraped his gaze down my body.
I rolled my eyes. “I’m on my period. We’re not doing anything while I’m on my period.”
It was his turn to have his mouth drop open. “You don’t want to ever have sex while you’re on your period?”
I shook my head. “I feel extra f—”
He growled.
“Chubby when I’m ragging. Feeling chubby and wanting to have sex don’t really go along together well in my world.” I smiled. “Baking. Baking and ragging are a perfect combination though.”
He sighed. “I guess I’ll have to try to convince you otherwise.”
I shimmied into the black one piece suit. More modest than any other suit I owned, I walked from the changing room to the hot tub. I punched the button that would turn on the jets. Climbed in.
I let out a groan as the frothing water melted my tissues and eased my bones.
“Hey. I’m the only one allowed to make you sound like…aaaahhhh goddess that’s good.”
I chuckled. I dipped down to the lowest level, my chin floating on the bubbling surface. “That Jessa sure knows what she’s talking about, huh?”
“She gets a gold star from me.” Ryker eased up to the seat, ran his arms along the back of the tub. “I think we need to get one of these.”
I smiled. “I’m pretty sure the house had a built-in hot tub in the pool section.”
He nodded. “Yeah, I think I remember seeing that on the floor plans.”
I scooted to the far side of the tub. Ryker’s body was a temptation now that it was uncovered. Sculpted by a loving hand, his body was sheer perfection. I would never get tired of looking at him. Even if we were both old and flabby, I was pretty sure I would like him. More than his body, his heart called to mine. I sighed as I watched him in the late afternoon sun.
He looked at me. His green eyes sharp. “What’re you sighing about over there? And why are you so far away?”
I smirked. “So I don’t jump your delicious body. And how much I love you.”
His smile faded into a look of pure contentment. “Ditto and ditto, cupcake. You okay after today?”
I nodded. Shook my head. Laughed. “I will be.” I danced my hands in the water. “I really hate them.”
He nodded. “I was fantasizing about ripping them apart and then beating them to death with their own legs and I’ve only met them once.”
My head tipped back as I laughed. “I think you’re the only person who fantasizes about their deaths like I do. It makes me happy.”
“Fantasizing or me fantasizing with you?”
“Both.” I smiled.
He blew me a kiss. “Honestly, had you not needed me, I probably would have killed your father when he gave me that disgusting look. I wanted to rip his face off with my teeth. But then I was in the moral dilemma of not having a tooth brush handy and wanting to kiss you as he bled out.” He sighed dramatically. “It’s the hard decisions that define us.”
My laughter snorted. “So true.” We sat there in silence for a while.
When I started feeling lightheaded, I blinked. Realized the sun had set behind the house. “We should probably go.”
He nodded. “I need food. And probably some sugar as well.”
“Yeah, I’m getting foggy in my brain.”
We made it out of the tub, stumbled to the changing rooms. I winced, but knew it had to be done. I pushed Ryker back, my hands on his chest.
“You getting frisky or what?” he said as he grabbed my wrists.