Page 9 of Pool Girl - An Instalove Possessive Age Gap

Her eyes are closed and there are no more bubbles, just her sweet mouth gaping slightly.

I thrust an arm around her, using my other to thrash through the water as my legs spring us both up to the surface.

I squeeze her diaphragm as I make for the steps, feeling some of the water in her coming up but she’s still unconscious.

Hold on Piper. Just you hold on.

Lifting her out of the water once I feel the steps under my feet, I carry her in my arms to the lawn by the edge of the paved path, laying her down gently but swiftly.

Frantically, I tear open her sodden jacket, her thick chest is round and full with large dark nipples.

Not my concern right now, but I can’t help but utter a cry of disbelief at just how beautiful she is.

Turning her onto her side, I’m overjoyed when she heaves up the remaining water and starts to splutter.

I hold her like I’ve never held anything in my life, swearing to myself that nothing is ever gonna happen to her ever again.

Ever.

She hacks and heaves for a while longer, slowly regaining her senses before she turns to face me, looking embarrassed more than anything.

“I thought I was gonna have to give you the kiss of life,” I say, trying to make light of what could have been a deadly situation.

She smiles feebly, water running from the side of her mouth, her hair slick on both sides of her sweet face.

“Why didn’t you then?” she rasps, clutching at me as hard as I’m holding onto her.

“Because if I did,” I tell her. “I wouldn’t have been able to stop,” I tell her honestly, my voice nearly breaking with emotion as I hold her closer.

“Oh, Will,” she gasps, shivering suddenly.

I stand with her in my arms, feeling my hardness restored and pressing into the small of her back, not caring in the least.

“Let’s get you inside and out of these wet clothes,” I say firmly.Chapter SevenPiperAt the same instant I think of him… my last thought as I try and call out for Will, it’s only a few moments before I feel a pressure around my middle in the darkness.

A part of me is ready to give up and let go, but a greater part of me knows it’s him.

That he’s saved me.

That I will belong to him from now on… Forever.

I slip into a kind of deeper darkness, but I know it’s not the end. It’s more like the beginning.

The sensation of cold air, and being turned on my side hurling up pool water slaps me awake. I can’t see properly when I try to open my eyes, but I can feel something that tells me I’m saved.

Will’s huge arms are holding me and I can feel his nakedness against me, forcing a weak smile to play on my lips.

I shiver once he tells me what would’ve happened if he’d given me the kiss of life.

I’m starting to freeze for real, but the warmth that’s growing deep down inside me is lit once again.

He carries me in his arms, into the pool house, firmly telling me he’s gonna get me out of my wet clothes.

Where I was shy and embarrassed before, I know I have to get naked now, if only to stop from going hypothermic.

He lays me out on a huge wicker sofa that has giant waterproof cushions and pillows. The interior of the pool house has a tropical theme and looks geared up for company and pool parties.

Something I just know has never happened somehow.

There’s an empty bar and large tropical style plants in pots. The floor’s tiled with sandy looking slabs, non-slip and like everything else around here, spotless.

Will props my head up, looking concerned, my teeth are chattering and I’m shaking more than ever, but secretly, I’m trying to crane my head forward.

I could swear I saw his member was out.

He reaches for his robe, which is on the floor close by and covers me with it, then it looks like he’s tucking himself back into his speedo before he looks at me seriously.

“Piper, I need you to undress. You’ll get very sick otherwise.”

I hear myself half protest but I’ve already unbuttoned my jeans and Will looks at me again sternly.

“I’m going to help you, okay? It’s only to help you dry get and warm,” he says, reassuringly. Not a hint of any ulterior motive in his voice.

I might be pouting when he says that, but I can’t feel my mouth or my face.

Easing me forward as I sit up as much as I can, he peels off the heavy and very wet parka which he tosses angrily to one side. I feel even colder suddenly, my breasts feel like icicles and Will’s eyes freeze on them.

I know my breast are huge. I’ve been self-conscious of that most of my life and right now my nipples feel like bullets. I didn’t wear a bra today either… it just makes it easier skimming leaves all day.

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