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I studied her for a few more moments, quietly taking her in. She was young, obviously had no idea how to swim. I looked back toward the pool and saw her clothing laying across the diving board.
That’s when I got pissed. What if I hadn’t been here and she had fallen in. She couldn’t fucking swim.
“What’s your name?” I gritted out, my anger at her actions barely contained. She needed her butt paddled for pulling a stupid stunt like going anywhere near a pool by herself when she had no clue how to swim. If I wasn’t here, she would have drowned.
“Luna. Luna Reyes.” She started to get up because my tone must have been harsh enough for her to sense how angry I was, but in her haste, she almost lost her footing and fell in again.
I moved to her quickly and captured her hand pulling her against my body again so she didn’t fall back. She didn’t need to go for another dip, she needed her ass spanked so she would never do anything so foolish again, and she needed swimming lessons, not that I’d ever let her near the pool without me again.
“What am I going to do with you, Sprite?” I whispered, looking down into her sweet upturned face. She looked so innocent and trusting, and something about her pulled me in.
Her brow wrinkled in confusion, “Sprite?
“It suits you.” I shrugged.
She chuckled and I swear I wanted to hear that sound for the rest of my life. “I remind you of a soda?”
I smirked at her, my eyes trailing over her face and to her breasts that were still pressed into my chest. “I was thinking more of a water sprite since I found you by the pool.”
“Oh.” She giggled nervously and a blush stole into her cheeks. I couldn’t help my smile from spreading. Her sweet innocence drawing me in, just begging for me to corrupt her.
“You, Little Sprite,” I called her the new nickname I picked for her. “Should not be swimming alone if you don’t know how to swim.”
“I normally stay in the shallow end where I can touch.” She whispered and swallowed hard. Luna didn’t seem in a hurry to pull away from my hold, and I was in no hurry to let her go.
“Where are your clothes, Luna?” I asked her, enjoying the feel of her skin against mine. Her breasts were plumped against my chest again giving me an amazing view of her cleavage, and her pebbled nipples were searing heat into my chest from behind the thin fabric of her bikini top.
She didn’t look. “On the diving board.”
“And where is the diving board?”
Her eyes fluttered down to stare at my chest, “By the deep end,” she whispered, knowing that she was trapped by her own mistake.
Right where I wanted her.
ChapterFour
LUNA
I feltlike I just painted myself into a corner and that he effortlessly maneuvered me there. It wasn’t my fault though, I was having a hard time concentrating on anything, but the feel of his solid body against mine. My clothes was the last thing on my mind and my job should have been the first considering I’d been caught getting ready to go for a swim in a client’s pool.
“What do you think your punishment should be?”
PUNISHMENT! My mind screamed at me. I was going to lose this job for our company, and I can’t say I didn’t deserve it.
“I don’t know.” I whispered lowering my eyes from his intense gaze and focusing on the smooth expanse of his pecs. God, he was built like a rock. “The only thing to do is fire me and my mom’s company from cleaning your home. I can give you some reccommendations for another company if you need.” I shrugged feeling dejected. He still had his hold on me, and my body was humming like it was just waking up from a long nap. I started to notice things, like the slickness between my legs that wasn’t from the water, and the tightness of my nipples as they pressed into his chest. Did he notice?
I felt my cheeks burn with embarrassment. Thankfully, I had my dad’s darker coloring and my blush didn’t show up as easily as some of my sisters that more favored my mom’s paler skin. I’d only ever seen pictures of my dad. He died when I was only two, so I didn’t get to know him growing up, I always felt that sense of loss. I know mom loved him because she never remarried. Some of that could have been she didn’t have the time to date with eight daughters, but the way she talked about my dad and the look in her eyes when she did, told me she still loved him.
I wanted a love like that, and I never felt any desire toward the boys at school. The ache in my core and in my chest was surprising, new, scary, and exciting all at the same time, and it was all a direct result of the man holding me close.
“I’m sorry, Mr. Blake.” I gently pushed at his chest so that I could disengage, but he didn’t loosen his hold on me. My gaze met his intense stare again, and the bottom about fell out of my stomach.
I didn’t know a lot about boys and men, but the hunger in his eyes told me that he would consume me given the chance.
He moved his hand to touch the side of my jaw, and his thumb found the beating pulse point in my neck. I knew he could feel the rapid beat of my heart. Desire swirled around us, and his gaze dropped to my lips. I licked them reflexively and he groaned.
“Your punishment is you have to come back for swim lessons each evening after work.”
