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In a few more steps, we were both chest-deep in the pool. I ducked under the water, rinsing away a day’s worth of sweat and dust. Rae did the same, and when we broke the surface, I pulled her close, smoothing wet hair back from her face. She wrapped her arms and legs around me.

“So how’s this compare to your college skinny dipping adventure?” Her body slid over mine, skin to skin. On my list of skinny-dipping adventures, this one already ranked number two. Right behind Misty Lee Compton in her daddy’s hot tub. The first time I touched a pair of boobs.

“Let me think. We’d jumped a fence at an apartment complex to get to the pool. I nearly sprained an ankle in the process. It was dark and I could hear someone’s stereo pumping club music. Mostly, I recall checking the parking lot for cop cars and the overpowering smell of chlorine. I don’t even remember the guy I was with.”

“Time to make sure that in twenty-plus years when you think about skinny dipping you remember me.” I took her lips in a deep kiss and slid my hand between us. I found her clit. Her hipsrocked against my hand, and she whimpered into my mouth. The sound had my cock hard despite the cool water.

“I want to listen to you come, nice and loud so the birds in the trees hear. Let me know how good this feels.” My words whispered over her lips.

She shifted her legs, opening more fully to my touch. I pressed two fingers into her entrance. The heel of my hand provided friction to her clit.

She let her head fall back, eyes closed, back arched. She floated in the water as I stroked her pleasure higher. Her whimpers built in volume, louder and longer. I took her hard nipple that peeked out of the surface of the water in my mouth, sucking the tender point.

My name mixed with the occasional gaspedyesandplease moredrowned out the birdsong and the lapping water. She dug her nails into my biceps, clutching desperately as she strained toward her release. I lifted my head from her breast to see her face. Her lids fluttered open, and our gazes tangled together. The raw need in her eyes made me ache to plunge into her.

“Now, oh God now. Atley!” She screamed my name long and loud as her body convulsed.

Through her orgasm, her eyes stayed open and locked on me. She was utterly fearless; I’d keep telling her until she saw this part of herself. The bold, brave beautiful woman that reached for what she wanted.

I wrapped her in my arms, breaking our eye contact. She cuddled into my chest as tiny aftershocks rocked her body. I carried her to a place where the water had carved a natural bench and sat with her on my lap.

“Watching you come is my new favorite thing.” I kissed her neck and shoulder between words.

She sighed, a sound of contentment that was bone deep. Her body was relaxed and supple. I’d finally quieted her noisy thoughts.

“What about you?” She shifted in my lap, rubbing against my hard-on.

“Soon. There is a daybed up on the cabin’s deck that was made for long, slow, deep fucking. And I finally have a woman worthy of its grandeur.”

“Atley, your mouth is…”

“Talented.”

“I was going to say shockingly dirty.”

“Hum, I think you need a reminder of how good my mouth feels between your thighs when we get out of this pool.”

Chapter 16

Rae

I’d made a strategicplan to be late this morning—only seven minutes. Enough that hopefully the contractor would have already arrived at the dancehall when I got there.

If Atley and I were alone, I’d probably unzip his jeans with my teeth and climb him like a tree.

After our insane, out-of-this-world, orgasmic sex-a-thon at the beautiful poolside cabin on Saturday afternoon, he and I parted company at his truck in the parking lot with a kiss on the cheek and a promise to meet this morning with the contractors.

Last night, he texted me a short and unsexy reminder of the meeting. I wanted to reply with a string of dirty emojis but restrained myself and only sent a thumbs-up.

I’d been thinking about him naked all day and all night. The man had set my heretofore dormant inner nymphomaniac free. And she was running wild. Her hair down, a fully charged vibrator in one hand and a strip of condoms in the other, she demanded more time with Atley.

Where the hell had she been for the last twenty years?

Oh, and she’d arrived with ideas… the naughty bitch.

I parked my rented minivan next to a pickup truck with H & A construction painted on the door. So far, my plan was going great. I only had to keep my mind on winery business and off naked Atley until the meeting was over.

Afterward was a different story.Down, crazy girl.

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