Page 53 of Here In Your Arms

Whes!: Am I that obvious?

Pool God: Yes

Me: Well you did ask 7 times in a row while I was in the shower.

Pool God: Shit, I missed naked time

Whes!: Please say I can come see you so I can try to catch your naked body.

Me: LOL well you are welcome to come over and I promise you guys will both get to see it again soon.

Whes!: Yes!

Pool God: Better send pictures since I’m stuck here waiting for the plumber to come figure out why this fucking sink keeps dripping.

Me: Oh no! You guys have a leak?

Pool God: Yeah, the bathroom sink is dripping from the pipes and starting to leak into the basement.

Me: Fuck, that sucks

Pool God: Yeah, we’ll get it fixed though, no worry.

Me: Whes is suspiciously quiet… did he leave already?

Pool God: You bet he did, I’m sure he’ll be there soon. Enjoy your time together, sweetheart.

Me: *heart emoji*

I put my phone down with a smile and put on some lounge clothes. Wes might be fast, but he’s not fast enough to catch me changing, unfortunately for him. I smile at the thought of what his antics will be when he figures out he missed “naked time”. Not a few minutes later, I hear a knock at the door. Through the peephole, I can see Wes standing there, his arms braced on the door frame and a wicked grin lighting his mouth.

“Who is it?” I ask through the door, grinning.

“It’s your favorite ginger,” he says back.

“Sorry, I don’t know any gingers,” I tell him, trying not to laugh.

“You wound me! How about this? It’s the man whose favorite activity is to give you orgasms,” he says loudly.

Shit, I don’t want my neighbors to hear that! I quickly unlock the door and yank it open. Despite my horrified face, he’s still grinning like the cat who caught the canary.

“You play dirty,” I accuse him.

“You have no idea.”

Wes proceeds to push me back gently, close the door, and slam his mouth into mine, grabbing my hips and pulling me close. His kisses are one of my favorite things. He’s a fascinating mix of dominating and lenient. He lets me play but once in a while affirms he could take over if he wants.

Our lips massage and tease each other, tongues wrestle, and I feel his hands squeeze my hips and his hardening erection pressing against me. I roll my hips gently against him and he groans, grabbing one of my legs to hook around his hips. His hardness hits directly on my core and the feeling of him even through our clothing has my body on fire. Our kisses continue and we grind on each other for another moment before breaking the kiss. I can feel how drenched my panties are now.

“You start that and it’s all we’ll be doing,” he says, voice heavy with desire.

“Maybe I want that.”

He tips his head back and takes a deep breath. “I do too, precious, but I was hoping to just spend time with you first.”

“Okay,” I tell him with a smile. “Orgasms later, then.”

“You bet your sweet ass,” he quips before giving me one more searing kiss.

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