The Resistance (Hard to Resist Book 1) by S. L. Scott

Author:S. L. Scott [Scott, S. L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Contemporary
Publisher: S. L. Scott
Published: 2014-04-27T18:30:00+00:00

I come up for air, my wet hair covering my shoulders. Dalton is sitting on the edge of the pool and I swim to him. When I reach the side, I kick my feet behind me as he finishes a phone call.

He lifts my chin, eyeing my mouth. His fingers leave my skin and he looks away. When he stands up, he turns his back and walks toward a chair by the hot tub. “I don’t want to. That’s why,” he says. His voice is low which makes me wonder if he doesn’t want me to hear. Irritation takes over. “Fine. In. Out. Appearance only. Now drop it, Tommy.”

Pushing off the wall, I swim to the other side of the pool to give him privacy while he talks with the band’s manager.

“Do you want a drink?” he asks, calling to me.

I turn around and balance with my arms on the edge. My eyes meet his and I reply, “Sure. Whatever you’re having.”

His phone rings again as he walks inside and I start to wonder if this is how his days in L.A. will be—here physically, but too busy to invest in us.

I untie my top when he returns. He has what appears to be two whiskey and Cokes. He sets them down near the steps and I toss my top at him. “Come in with me.”

His phone beeps with a text and he looks down at the screen. Frustrated, I take my bottoms off and hit him in the chest. Surprised, he looks at me. With a raised eyebrow, he jumps into the pool, clothes and all and comes after me. I splash him, laughing he jumped in fully clothed. Grabbing me to him, he says, “You look good in my pool.” His hand slides up my naked body.

“I like your pool a lot.” I tug at his shirt. “But you’d look better without these on.”

“Wet isn’t enough? I can’t please you woman,” he says, laughing, making me giggle in return. He strips his shirt off, then his jeans come down, but he struggles in the water, so I go under and help him out.

Our bodies come together and he grabs my hair, tilting my head back gently and kissing me. When I wrap my arms and legs around him, I hold him close. Our lips part and our tongues meet. There’s something magnetic when we’re together, something more powerful, a draw stronger than us.

My back is pressed against the stone side, his erection pressed against me. Dalton’s stubble scrapes my skin as his lips caress my neck. The pain mixed with pleasure sends tremors through my body.

“I want you,” he whispers, his breath harsh against my jaw.

I stroke the back of his head, my own voice laden with heavy breaths. “You have me.”

He lifts up, his eyes locking on mine. “I want to be inside you. Right now.”

My breath slows, deepens as I realize what he’s saying. My tone dips, and I say, “Dalton—”

“Forget it,” he says, pushing away and swimming to the other side of the pool.

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