Chapter 27
“So, is a Fated Mate like a soulmate?” Willow asked. It was past midnight the next night, and they were sneaking down through the resort and to the heated indoor pool. It usually closed at 11 in the evening, but they figured they could get away with most anything now.
“Yeah, almost exactly,” Carter said, opening the door to the pool room to her.
“It's a little cheesy, isn't it?” she teased, pulling off her robe to reveal the same black bikini she'd been wearing the first time they met.
“Mm, it is,” he agreed. His eyes were hungry on her, and he pulled her in for a kiss.
She could never get over kissing him.
His lips were warm and perfect against hers. She enjoyed every moment of it. Pulling off the t-shirt he'd worn down to the pool, he grabbed her by the hips and jumped into the pool, dragging her with him.
Willow shrieked, surprised, and then started laughing and splashing him when they'd both surfaced. This was the most fun she'd ever had in her entire time at resorts. She thought about her job, about what she'd tell them, and for a moment, she felt queasy.
She was late on her work.
She hadn't submitted it yet, not even a progress piece, and today was the day she was originally supposed to leave and go back to her empty condo. The idea caught her as funny, and she wrapped her arms around Carter and kissed him again, letting him keep them afloat in the deep pool.
“What was that for?” he asked, grinning.
“I've known you for a week today,” she shrugged, pulling herself closer to him. His skin was soft from the salty water, she was happy to explore it with hungry fingertips.
“Wow, is that all?” he said. His bright blue eyes declared his surprise.
“Yeah,” she nodded. “I can't believe it, I feel like I've been here for a lifetime,” the water was perfect and warm. She felt like she could stay in it forever.
“You will be here for a lifetime,” he teased, kissing her.
“Mm, I know,” she laughed, wrapping her arms around his shoulders, she leaned her head against his neck. Carter swam them over to the edge of the pool. His arms on either side of her held the wall.
“I love you,” he said, his forehead against hers. His breath was warm and sweet on her face.
“I love you, too,” she said. The words still felt amazing to say.
He kissed her again, pressing her against the wall of the pool. Willow's hands went from his neck to his hair, tangling her fingers in it as the kiss deepened. His tongue parted her lips and slid against hers, and Willow kissed him back just as fully.
When their mouths finally parted, his lips went to her neck, making her squirm in the good sensation.
“Oh, my god,” she gasped out, writhing against him. It felt amazing.
An idea froze her.
“Wait, wait, wait, wait,” she said, pulling his head back a little just as he started a promising hickey. “Aren't there cameras in here?” she asked, looking around.
“Mm, yeah, but they aren't on tonight,” he whispered. He looked like he was dying to get his lips back on her. “I have a friend on shift, and he agreed to turn them off in here,” Carter explained.
“You're so dirty,” Willow gasped, surprised at how bold he was.
“Oh?” he grinned, quirking an eyebrow. “I was just going to have some alone time in here kissing you. Don't tell me you're thinking about having sex in here?” he asked, his smile getting more and more wicked.
“What?! No!” she gasped, mortified. Willow could feel her face turning bright red.
“Mm, that's a shame then,” Carter sighed against her lips as he leaned forward against her and the wall again. “I'm kinda warming to the idea,” he admitted, stealing another kiss from her. Willow gasped as he finally left her lips again.
“Oh,” she said softly, thinking it over.
They were alone.
It wasn't something she'd normally try, but the pool was comfortably warm, she was in a bubbly mood, and she wasn't shaking from the murder attempt anymore.
“Yes, okay, yes,” she nodded, kissing him roughly. She heard Carter chuckle into the kiss, and it pressed her to be bolder. She pulled him against her, wrapping her thighs around his hips.
Carter moaned into the kiss as she ground down against him.
“Fuck,” he gasped out, grinding back against her.
She would have never done this in a thousand years with anyone else.
This was Carter, though. The man even the universe said was right for her.
The man who saved her life. Who saved her heart.
His hand slid between them, his finger pressing against her clit and opening through her bikini bottom. It was Willow's turn to moan. She threw her head back, letting her voice reverberate around them in the echoing room as she let him make her feel good.
“Yes…god yes,” she gasped. Carter pulled the bikini bottoms to the side, his fingers now on her without any barrier. The feeling, smoother from the water, had Willow forgetting to breathe. She ground against his hand and leaned up to kiss him again.
His left hand kept them anchored to the side of the pool as she slid his swim trunks down and over his thighs.
“Please,” she gasped.
Carter kissed her quietly and started to press into her.
There was more friction than she expected with the water, but she liked every bit of the sensation. She rotated her hips, rolling them like waves as he filled her.
“You're so fucking gorgeous,” he murmured, his left hand was on her hip to keep her stable.
Willow felt herself blush at the compliment, ignoring how ludicrous that reaction was with how intimate they were. She got the feeling she'd always react to compliments from him like that.
Carter started with shallow thrusts, the water around them splashing and rippling like it was part of it.
Willow moaned, feeling amazing, and met each of his thrusts by pressing down against him.
“Yes. Right there,” she gasped out like a secret as he hit her g-spot. He aimed for the same angle, and on the second try, he hit it again. From there, he didn't miss it again, every thrust bringing her quickly to the edge. “Mm, yes, Carter, yes,” she felt the words tumbling out. Willow didn't care how ridiculous she was being, what she was babbling. She needed him to know how good he was making her feel.
“Mmm,” he moaned along with her, his speed picking up as his thrusts went deeper.
“I'm close,” she gasped as she realized it, embarrassed.
“Good girl,” he teased, not faltering in his speed.
The phrase caught her off guard, and she came without much more warning. The water splashing around her, him holding her up against the wall, feeling herself tighten around him, it all left her buzzing and flying in the pleasure.
Carter was still going, not losing pace.
“If you keep this up,” she gasped, feeling herself getting aroused again, “I might come a second time,” she admitted, embarrassed.
“Then I'll keep it up,” he winked at her as he pressed in again. Willow's face felt bright red, but she didn't complain. Carter leaned in to her as he kept going, his teeth and lips pressing into her neck and jaw. He left a trail of small purpling hickies, chasing them with kisses.
She couldn't handle much more. She was going to come again, and he wasn't losing pace at all.
“I'm going to come,” he said, surprising her.
“Yes, yes, please come for me, Carter,” she said, kissing him and trying to tighten herself around him. Carter slid his hand between them again, rubbing her clit with the beat of his thrusts. “Oh!” she gasped, spasming around him as her body crashed through her second orgasm in just a few minutes.
This did it.
Soon, he was coming, too, filling her as his pace became ragged and fervent.
Willow kissed his forehead as they came down from it, their deep breaths matching in rhythm.
“You're amazing,” she whispered.
“Speak for yourself,” he smiled, wincing as he pulled out of her. His swim trunks had fallen off at some point and sank down to the bottom of the pool. “Let me get those,” he said, kissing her lips again. She could feel just a little of his stubble coming back, even though he'd just shaved that morning.
“Okay,” she sighed, holding onto the wall behind her. She watched as he dove down to get his trunks. He was the perfect man for her.
He was driving her crazy with how much she loved him.