Page 32 of Claiming My Grumpy Ex

She turned to me, her expression thoughtful. “It’s beautiful, Cory. But I can’t imagine Jake coming here for a visit.”

I let out a soft laugh. “Yeah, neither can I.”

We lingered there for a moment, the grandeur of the mansion fading into the background as the weight of her words settled over me. This place might have been a symbol of success to some, but to her, it was just… too much. And maybe that was all the answer I needed.

“Come on,” I said,” Let’s order an early dinner and have some wine.”

“I’d like that. My shoulders are in knots.”

I poured us each a glass of wine, the dark red swirling as I handed one to her. “What are you in the mood for? I can have something delivered.”

She took a sip, considering. “Something light. Maybe pasta or a good salad?”

I pulled out my phone and placed an order from a nearby restaurant known for its Italian food. As we waited, we sat at the kitchen island, the wine loosening our conversation. We talkedabout everything—Jake, Cedar Cove, and even high school memories that made us laugh.

When the food arrived, we set up at the dining nook, which overlooked the garden as the sun began to set. Elena twirled her fork in her pasta, her shoulders finally relaxing as we shared more stories and easy laughter.

After the meal, I leaned back, watching her as she finished the last sip of her wine. “Want to see more of the place?” I asked.

She raised an eyebrow, her playful grin returning. “Is this where you show me the secret passageways and treasure vaults?”

“Something like that,” I teased, grabbing her hand and leading her through the house.

We wandered through the grand halls, pausing at paintings and artifacts that felt less like possessions and more like relics of someone else’s life. Elena’s curiosity and candid observations made the place less imposing. She poked fun at the elaborate décor, and I played along, happy to see her letting her guard down.

By the time we reached the pool area, the stars were out, casting their magical essence over us. Elena walked to the edge, running her fingers through the water. “It’s like a spa in here,” she said, her voice almost dreamy.

“It’s even better inside,” I said, the wine giving me just enough boldness to add, “Skinny-dipping optional.”

She turned, one eyebrow raised, a mischievous glint in her eye. “Optional?”

I shrugged, smirking. “No pressure. But if you’re game…”

Her lustful gaze never wavered from me as she slid off her sweater and undid her bra, revealing those luscious curves I never stopped craving. “Game on!”

Sixteen

Elena

“Don’t tease me like that!”

Cory’s hungry gaze never looked away as he followed my lead—our clothes in two heaps beside the pool. I closed the distance between us and wrapped my arms around his neck, feeling his arousal pressing gently against me. Our lips collided in a passionate kiss as Cory’s hands squeezed my ass cheeks.

“Time to get wetter,” he smirked, stepping back until we both fell into the water.

As we plunged into the crystal-clear pool, the cool water enveloped us in a refreshing embrace. I instinctively wrapped my legs around Cory's waist to be closer to him. His strong arms encircled me, holding me gently as he gracefully moved through the water, his feet gliding effortlessly across the bottom of the pool.

At that moment, surrounded by the serene beauty of the pool and lost in each other's embrace, time seemed to stand still. All that mattered was being here with Cory, savoring ourtime together. "I just want to feel you inside me," I whispered breathlessly. "I want to remember every second of this."

With eager anticipation, my heart thudded against my chest as Cory positioned himself between my legs. Underneath the water's surface, our hips aligned perfectly, sending sparks of electricity coursing through me. His lips pressed against my pulse point, igniting a fire within me that I couldn't ignore.

As his fingers gently parted my folds, every nerve in my body seemed to come alive. "Oh, yes," I gasped, urging him closer. With each movement, he stoked the flames of desire that burned within me, and I could feel myself yearning for him to fill me completely. “The steps. Go sit on the steps so I can sit on your lap,” I pleaded.

As Cory made his way through the cool, waist-high water, his chest hair swirled and tickled against my nipples, sending shivers of pleasure throughout my body. When we reached the pool’s steps, we pressed ourselves tightly together, unable to resist the magnetic pull between us.

My desire burned fiercely, too strong to be denied any longer. Slowly, my hips started to sway in a rhythmic motion against his, my body quivering with anticipation.

I looked down at his thick, throbbing cock as it moved in and out of me, its powerful presence sending waves of pleasure through my entire being. Every thrust brought us closer to ecstasy, the intensity building with each passing moment. I couldn't resist any longer.

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