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“Not demanded—you asked and I declined. Please, it’s water under the bridge, isn’t it?” I stood, dripping, shivering slightly. The irony wasn’t lost on me. I grinned and splashed a handful of water at him, breaking him out of his contemplations.
“You’re right. We’re starting again. No more secrets.”
He dived at me, and for a few minutes, we returned to our playful games.
“Enough.” I held up my hand. “I need to catch my breath.”
“You and your lungs. Swimming is excellent preparation for a wind player. Singers too. You should learn to swim underwater.”
I shook my head vigorously. “I hate it.”
“Pity. So much fun to be had down there.”
We both locked on to each other’s eyes. The moment had come to decide—did I want him back? Completely, utterly back in my life?
I edged backward, heading toward the shallow end. He matched my footsteps, as I slid my feet along the smooth surface of the pool floor. My heart quickened. A remorseless flock of butterflies flew out of my epicenter, busying themselves with pre
paring me for him. I ran out of room.
He trapped me. With my bottom pressed against the tiles, I’d reached the end of the pool, but he continued to move toward me. As the pool depth lessened, he rose and planted a hand on either side of me, leaning on the edge. Under the ripples, I saw his erection, his upright cock, fully aroused. He jutted his pelvis forward and nudged it against me. It was a weird sensation, having an erection probe me underwater.
I flattened my palms against the tiles behind me and balanced on my tiptoes. Surrounded by water, its wetness masking another kind. I couldn’t feel it and could only guess at the state of my excited pussy. Crikey, it practically shouted at me to be filled. I squeezed my thighs together, and his erection chafed again. He dragged his sheath across my belly, and I felt the hardness beneath the undulating foreskin.
I looked up, straight into his eyes. I froze. The intensity of his eyes locked mine into a lasting gaze. Those dark locks of hair, which once had bounced uncontrollably about his face, had been compressed into matted strands. Beads of water dripped from his nose and goatee, splattering the surface of the pool. He ran his tongue around his lips. The warm water might have masked my quivering skin, but it couldn’t compete with the molten core of my sex. Pleasure tingled deep within, brought on by a rush of erotically inspired adrenaline.
He lowered his mouth and I lifted mine, tilting my head to one side. Just as he touched my lips, I closed my eyes, blocking out the daylight. A slow, lingering kiss. He explored my mouth with his tongue, darting it in and out, running it along the edge of my teeth. He rocked against me, making sure I couldn’t ignore his erection. The temptation grew too strong. I grasped it with both hands and gently squeezed the head of his cock.
His mouth broke free and a groan escaped. “Mausi. Say yes, let me in.”
I could hold back. Make him work for it. Tease him with my body. I didn’t have the resolve or inclination to keep him adrift any longer. I released his cock and rested my head on his shoulder. “Fuck me,” I muttered to his collarbone. “Hard.”
A foolish request, perhaps, to make of a man like Stefan. He always fucked hard. I’d just invited him to take me like no other man. He growled, like a lion approaching a lioness, a soft deep purr from the back of his throat. He didn’t need to stalk me through the long grass. He’d ensnared me and I’d offered myself to him.
Chapter Fifteen
I followed him out of the water, using the small steps in the corner of the pool. He kept his hand about mine, holding me steady as I found my grip on the wet tiles. Once he released me, he picked up a towel and wiped his face then draped the towel on a nearby sunbed, one of those lovely padded loungers, and he adjusted it until it lay flat. How would we fit on that?
“Lie on your back.”
I carried out his instructions, lowering myself onto the towel and swinging my legs onto the bed. I leaned back on my elbows and droplets of water slid down my chest and belly, pooling in my navel.
He remained at the foot of the lounger, holding his cock and stroking it rhythmically. “Put your legs on the floor, either side.”
Again, I did as he asked without question. I tossed the loose strands of hair out of my face with a shake of my head. Neither of us smiled. A strangely somber seduction, paced painfully slow.
He knelt between my thighs. The sunbed creaked, its legs protesting about our combined weight. Lowering himself across my body, he planted his hands on either side of my head. I tilted my chin up, trying to peck a kiss on his lips, but he jerked his head out of the way with a smirk.
“Patience.”
I chuckled briefly. There was nothing patient about his demeanor. His cock bumped against my entrance, testing my readiness. He rocked up and down, awakening my clitoris from its inertia. I slumped down on my back, defeated by his teasing ways. Each little sway of his hips enabled his erection to penetrate farther. I wanted to grab hold of his shaft and shove him in deeper. I arched my back slightly, meeting his movements and pushing down.
“You want it,” he stated. His deep voice echoed about the room even though he’d spoken softly.
“Yes,” I gasped. I stretched my hands about him, pawing his shoulder blades. I tried to find some excess of flesh to cling onto, but my man was lean, trimmed by exercise. Instead, I ran my fingers down his spine, feeling each vertebrae until I came to his ass, a fleshy location to ply my grip. With my palms cupping a buttock each, I heaved him upward, a rather futile attempt to force him deeper.
He pushed back with his arms. “Tut, tut.”
His mighty cock jerked at my rim. How he held back was beyond my comprehension. My nipples stood out like small pebbles, while I sucked air in and out rapidly and curled my toes on the warm tiles. Every inch of me cried out to be rudely taken and conveyed to the edge of sensory delirium.
