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I don’t have a perfect body, far from it. I’ve always had thick thighs, a substantial ass, smaller breasts and at five-five, I’m not that tall and kind of awkward.

“You see that plunge pool?” he murmurs in my ear.

I nod.

“I want to fuck you in it.”

I groan when he reaches inside my robe and cups one breast, biting gently on my neck when I gasp. He undoes the ties to my belt robe and then lets the thing drop to the floor by my feet. I go to cover my breasts but he stops me.

“Nobody can see,” he tells me. “For my eyes only, my little rose.”

I rest my head back against his shoulder as I feel him slip out of his robe and we stand facing Seattle, completely naked.

He fondles my other breast and I spread my legs a little as his hand wanders south. I can feel his erection pressing against my ass crack as he tugs on my breasts.

I can’t believe what a service this man is giving me. And he’s still not done. Endeavors is going to get a glowing review from me, that’s for sure.

He cups my pussy and I sigh when I turn my head and his mouth finds mine.

“So beautiful,” he murmurs.

He walks me backward until he scoops me up into his arms and we begin to descend into the pool. The water is warm, a contrast against the slightly chilly breeze in the air.

He lets me go as he dunks himself under the water, resurfacing as he slicks his hair back off his face. I watch him adoringly.

“The stars would be jealous of you tonight,” he tells me, wrapping his arms around my waist as I wrap my legs around him.

“You certainly have a way with words,” I muse. “Do they give you a little handbook when you become a… uh…”

He silences me with more kisses, moving through the water as I lose myself in his kisses. Never in my life have I felt this aroused. This turned on. And completely head over heels with a man I know is only here because he’s being paid.

Still. I can’t let that get me down. He seems to be enjoying it as much as I am.

This is just the spark I needed to get back on my feet. It sounds ridiculous, but after being with Khristian, I somehow feel so much more empowered. Like his words; even though he knows exactly what to say because I wrote it on my sheet, it means something.

The fantasy is complete when he mutters. “I need to bury my cock inside you, sweet, sweet, Krasavitsa.”

He reaches below the water and I still. No condom.

“Fuck,” he mutters. “I need to go get a…”

“You’ve been tested recently?” I breathe, knowing this is unorthodox and probably stupid on my part.

He looks up at me. “Yes. Of course. I always wear a condom.”

“It’s okay, I’m on the pill,” I whisper. “Pull out before you come, let me taste you instead.”

His eyes darken as he pulls me to him, gripping the back of my neck. “Are you sure?”

I nod. “Yes.”

“You are so fucking beautiful. I may never want to let you go after tonight…”

My eyes go wide as mischief dances in his eyes. He shoves his cock inside me and stills. My legs tightly wrapped around him, my arms too. I gaze into his eyes.

“I like you being inside me, Khristian,” I whisper.

“Like?”

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