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“Yes,” she whispered. “Who wouldn’t?”
He studied her as though trying to tell if she was telling the truth. Whatever he saw must have convinced him, because he straightened his shoulders and gave her a small nod.
“Right, baby, let’s go swimming.”
Isla barely swam, even back in Los Angeles. Cullen and Marcus had a gorgeous pool, but she was always too nervous. Even though Marcus had often told her that he would give her lessons.
When they reached the bottom of the stairs, she sucked in a breath. She glanced around, but saw they were now on their own. She wasn’t sure when the other two swimmers had left. She’d been too engrossed in Eliot and his chest. Eliot had his hands around her waist, holding her.
“Are you guys coming or what?” Marcus stood up beside them. Water dripped down his chest and abs.
Delicious.
Without thinking, she leaned over to lick one nipple. Then she straightened, feeling shocked at herself. She was just too caught up in their bare chests. They were scrambling her brain.
He giggled and jumped back. “Naughty, La-la. Not in the pool.” He waggled a finger at her. “Want to have a water fight?”
“I think we already had one,” Eliot said dryly. “You won.”
Marcus grinned. “I can show you how I can dive again.”
“Maybe soon. But make sure you only dive at the deep end and no running around the pool.”
He gave Eliot a salute, then swam off.
“Now, why don’t I take you out a bit deeper and you can float?”
“Deeper?” She stared at the water as though a monster might attack her.
“I won’t let go of you,” he promised.
“Swear?”
“I swear. I won’t let anything happen to you, Isla.”
She let her feet float up as he drew her out deeper. Then he had her flip over so he could hold her up as she attempted to float. She was embarrassed at the start over her lack of ability. But there was never any impatience or ridicule on his face.
“Good girl. Look at you! You’re doing it! I’m going to let go now.”
What? No! She stiffened up and her body began to sink. He quickly scooped her up against his chest. She clung to him in fear. Her legs were wrapped around his waist, her arms around his neck.
“Don’t let go! Don’t let go!”
“Shh. Shh, I won’t. You’re all right.” He rubbed his big hand up and down her back.
Gradually, she became aware that her shivers weren’t just to do with fear or the cold. He was so hard and warm, and she wanted to push her body lower, to press her pussy against his cock.
Whoa, chill, Isla.
“La-la! Are you all right?”
“Yeah, I’m fine. Just acting like an idiot.”
“What did I say about putting yourself down?” Eliot growled.
Oh shoot.
She gaped at him. Then he shifted her, raising her up out of the water, and his hand landed five times in quick succession on her bottom.
She barely had time to catch her breath, and it was over. No time to worry. Or build up any fear.
And maybe that’s why he’d done it like that. So she didn’t have time to stress.
She’d just had her first spanking… and while it had stung, it hadn’t sent her into a panic or frightened her.
Because of him.
Because she felt safe with him.
“Whoa, La-la just got her first butt whipping. How does it feel? You’re lucky because the cold water will chill your hot cheeks down. But then again, you got spanked on a wet ass. That’s the worst. So, what’s the verdict?”
The verdict was… she’d jumped the hurdle of her first spanking.
And she felt relieved.
Eliot wrapped his arms around her, and she pressed her face into his neck.
“I’m sorry I had to do that, little one. Did I frighten you?”
She moved back so she could see his face. “You did that on purpose, didn’t you?”
“Spank you? Yep.”
“No, I mean… you didn’t give me a chance to think about it first.”
“I could be wrong, but I think half your problem is that you overthink everything.”
“You’re very observant,” she told him.
“That’s why they pay me the big bucks.”
She grinned at him.
“You’re still smiling and letting me hold you, so I’m guessing you’re not too upset with me?”
“No. I think… I think that was smart doing it that way. At least the first time.”
“I won’t do it like that again. Unless you tell me it’s what you need.”
“Well, I don’t think I’ll ever need a spanking again. That hurt!”
“It’s meant to hurt, La-la, and I bet you’ll get plenty more in the future. You are a little bit naughty,” Marcus said, before diving under the water.
Eliot and Isla shared a look, then grinned at each other.
She was suddenly aware that he’d been holding her for a long time, his big hand resting under her ass as she pressed her pussy against his lower stomach.
