"I love coming out here at the end of the day.It's nice to have company."I settled for saying what I was thinking and seeing where that took us, rather than crowding her.
"Do you...often have company here?"There was a hesitance in her voice that I didn't like.I wanted her to feel as if she could ask me whatever she wanted.
"Sometimes, but not very often."
"I'm surprised."She looked away.
My heart squeezed hard in response."Why?"
"The stories make it sound like you're a bit of a womaniser."
I chuckled."I've gone through different phases in my life.One of them involved a lot of lovers, though the stories only talk of the women.After a while, it became unfulfilling.Or I realised it was.So things changed.I've not been celibate by any means, but I'm not the womaniser that I used to be."
"I see."
"I understand if that's not something you're interested in."I hoped that she wasn't about to change her mind on me.I really didn't want that.
"I already knew the stories," she said."I assumed that some of them were true."
"Some are.Some aren't."
"I look forward to finding out which," she said softly.
"I look forward to telling you."As I said the words, I realised how true they were.I didn't mind what people thought of me, or what stories were told, but I did like the idea of sharing parts of my past with her.I'd had that feeling a few times before, and it had normally led to something good.
Laila's expression was intense, and I had no idea what she was thinking until she reached out to touch my face, not unlike she'd done earlier.The movement brought her close enough to touch, and I could have sworn I could feel the heat of her body even through the water.
I reached up and put my hand over hers, reaching out with my other to pull her closer.She responded immediately, straddling me and causing water to slosh over the side of the pool.
"Sorry," she murmured.
"No sorry necessary," I responded.
Her face was so close to mine that the only thing I could think about was kissing her, and thinking about it was already enough for my body to start to respond.
She must have been thinking the same, because she leaned in and kissed me, softly at first, but with increasing urgency.She swept her tongue against my bottom lip and I felt myself fully stiffen in response.
A small whimper escaped from Laila in response, and it made me desperate to hear it again.And to discover what other noises she might make when she was feeling like this.I brushed my hand over her hip, getting a moan in response, and causing her to start rocking back and forth, each movement making me want her more, and have to resist the urge to just take her.She deserved more than that.She deserved to be worshipped.
She broke the kiss, her breathing laboured and lust heavy in her eyes.
I reached up and brushed a stray lock of hair out of her face."We should take this inside," I murmured.
"Inside?"
"I want to take this further."I smoothed a hand down her cheek."But as fun as it sounds, a hot tub isn't a good place for sex."
"How disappointing."
I chuckled."But I do have a perfectly good bed inside."
Her breathing hitched in her throat, only making me more impatient."All right," she agreed.
"Good."I gently moved her off me, making sure that it didn't feel as if I was rejecting her when that was theoppositeof what I had in mind.
I pulled myself out of the hot tub, letting the water run off my skin as I did.I made my way over to where a couple of towelled robes were hanging and got one for her.
My mouth went dry as she lifted herself out of the pool, revealing all of the lines and curves of her body.She was beautiful, with dark brown skin, and perky nipples that were a shade darker.She wasperfect, and I couldn't wait to touch her and make her realise how much I believed that.
