This time, I had to give it to him. The cold raindrops beating on my skin felt heavenly as we jogged naked toward the pool.
“Aren’t we going to flash anyone?” I checked.
“The staff is gone aside from the cook, and he’s on the other side of the house. C’mon!”
He dove into the pool. Looking around perfunctorily, I followed. I recalled my first night at this place when I’d seen him swimming in the nude.
And now, here I was.
I’m being stupid. So damned stupid.
Underwater, like I could take a few seconds break from the real world, I let my body sink deeper without moving. There was no going back from this, was there? But I’d already fucked up irreversibly last night when I let Zach and Lothair rope me into a threesome. I couldn’t do more harm than that.
Until Monday. Two days, two nights.
I’d taste his cum again. I could fuck him.
I will fuck him.
That shouldn’t have been the most convincing argument, dammit.
Needing to breathe, I kicked off the bottom and resurfaced in the middle of the pool.
“There you are,” Lothair called from the edge. “I was about to dive under and rescueyou.”
“I’m fine.”
He narrowed his eyes at me, but I looked away and began swimming.
I did three laps and paused by the edge, lifting my face toward the rain. Lothair stopped right next to me. I felt his gaze on me, but I was a little afraid to face him.
This was uncharted territory. What were we doing? Sex was one thing…but were we actually spending time together?
Suddenly, he was right in front of me, caging me against the edge of the pool. He nuzzled under my jaw and grazed his teeth down my throat.
“You’re pretty when you’re all wet.”
I let out a broken chuckle.
It was such an alpha thing to do. I was always the one who approached my lovers, complimented, seduced, and took initiative.
But of course, even Hamish had ridiculed my “old-fashioned notions about alpha-ing,” as he’d described it.
Lothair gripped my ass cheeks under the water, squeezed and kneaded, kissing and biting my neck. We’d both come twice already. Even so, my dick stirred, and my balls felt heavy.
“How about we have breakfast?” I asked. I hated that my voice came out shaky.
Lothair leaned away and squinted at me. Then he caressed my ass and pushed himself from the edge of the pool. He climbed out on the other side, giving me a magnificent view of his backside in a move that must have been intentional.
“We need to dry up. Then food.”
We had no towels ready, so we walked into the pool house, leaving puddles everywhere. Lothair found a stack of towels on a side table by the sauna and threw one myway. I dried my hair, rubbed at my chest and back, and wrapped the towel around my hips.
Lothair threw his over his shoulder and walked into the house with his ass on display.
“Do you normally enjoy traipsing around the house naked, or is it for my benefit?”
He twirled around, his heavy dick swinging between his thighs. “Both.” He winked at me and continued down the hallway.
