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"No patrols on this side until I give the word."
"That's safe?"
"We have motion sensors on the wall and cameras covering every angle but the pool itself right now. That camera will be turned back on at my instruction."
"You planned for this."
"Rowan, you are irresistible to me. I always plan for the possibility of this." He canted his hips upward, letting her feel the hardness of his erection.
With her legs splayed over him, his hardon pressed against her clitoris and she moaned, pushing downward with her hips to increase the friction. The two swimsuits stopped anything but contact that teased at pleasure.
She climbed off his lap, her gaze locked on his. "No one can see us?"
"No."
"You promise?"
"You have my word."
She pulled her top away from her body and tossed it to the side of the pool, her nipples going instantly hard in the evening air. It felt so good, she moaned a little and then she reached down to remove her bottoms. It was easier than she expected. Unlike a wet swimsuit outside the pool, the fabric glided down her legs, helped by the water.
Throwing it in a pile with her top, she motioned with her other hand toward Lysander. "Now you."
With a choked sound, her lover surged to his feet and shoved his suit off too, not bothering to retrieve it from the water before pulling her against him and kissing her with open mouthed passion.
The water ebbed and flowed around them adding to the sensations bombarding Rowan. Seconds later, he'd maneuvered them back to the bench and she was once again astride his lap, but no fabric separated her sex from his. This time when they arched together, his erection pressed directly against her pleasure spot, rubbing up and down as they shifted together in the water.
She rode him like he was inside her, the water acting as a lubricant that allowed smooth movement. The stimulation to her clitoris felt amazing.
"That feels so damn good,glikia mou."
"Yes, it does." Was that throaty purr her?
Lysander brought out a sexual side that Rowan hadn't known existed in her and she reveled in every ecstatic second.
He cupped her breasts, squeezing and brushing his thumbs over her nipples. Rowan increased the speed of her thrusts. So did Lysander so they were rutting together in a beautiful frenzy.
The water added to the pleasure, but it also made it hard for her to get enough sensation to tip over. It all felt too wonderful to stop though.
One of Lysander's hands slid down her back, over her bottom and between her thighs. He pressed a single finger inside her, and Rowan's vaginal walls contracted around it. Now every thrust brought pleasure to her most sensitive flesh both inside and out.
Pleasure coiled tightly in her belly and then exploded, fireworks going off in her body as ecstasy roared over her. Lysander thrust upward sending aftershocks of pleasure through her as his body went rigid and he shouted with release.
Rowan collapsed against him, her head resting on his shoulder. Her lungs were working like bellows, but then so were his.
"Definitely sexy," she managed between gasping breaths.
"Yes, you are."
It was a cheesy line, but the sincerity in his tone and the way he held her close made it something more. Lysander didn't need Rowan to be thinner, or less chatty, or anything different than exactly what she was, to be sexually enthralled with her.
She would take it.
If her heart insisted there should be more, she ignored that little voice in favor of the sense of repletion she felt.
"I'm so glad you arranged for our privacy. This was amazing."
"Even if we had not made love, I would not have wanted the staff watching our every move. Sometimes, it is good simply not to have eyes of other people on you."
