Page 48 of Taking The Virgin

Thump. Thump…

Pushing off the concrete, I break the surface with a gasp, hearing the fall of water at the pool’s edge then wiping the moisture from myface.

After I blink my eyes, I find Owen looming at the edge like a naked, rugged beast. Every muscle is cut and glistening with emerging sweat, and I shudder as I realize that I’ve made him this way—sweaty and hard, his cock long, thick, and erect.

He never looks away from me as he steps down into the pool. Excitement and fear boil inside ofme.

When he crooks a finger, summoning me, I walk through the water to him, a slow, expectant hum buzzing through my veins. At the same time, he backs up until he comes to a little cove at the side of the pool. He brings himself onto the seat there and sits on the ledge, halfway submerged.

“God, Juliet,” he growls while watching me approach.

But this is no ordinary sexual growl from Owen. The way he says it makes a flush of intimacy flow through me. And as he keeps looking atme…

On a burst of passion, I swim the rest of the way to him. When I arrive, he slowly pulls me up until we’re face-to-face.

I’m breathless, my heart stuck in the middle of a beat. As he gradually lifts me closer…closer…I think my pulse is going to stop altogether.

He keeps looking into my eyes, a shockwave to my fragile system. It’s as if his emotions really are in his gaze, revealednow.

As if he’s shown me too much, he tugs me toward him until my legs are braced on either side of him, my hands gripping his strapping shoulders as I lean back. I’m panting, aching, because the stiff length of his cock is on top of my thigh and against my hipbone. Then he nudges the opening of my pussy, and I push againsthim.

He sucks in a breath, his grasp tightening onme.

Inspired, I rock against him again, feeling his penis tip against my slit, and he growls louder, then suddenly brings me up higher until my full breasts are crushed to his chest, my sex against his belly.

“Fuck, you’re a born tease,” he grits.

Then he presses me flush against him, urging me up then down so my breasts are rubbing against his chest. The wet, carnal sensation of my tips against his skin makes me coo for him. I let him guide me, getting me hotter with every rub as I feel his shaft sliding over the inside of my thigh, so close yet sofar…

Steam is building inside me again, and when he reaches between my legs to stroke my clit, I finch with an electric jolt. I’m there, I’m ready, I’m—

As a crashing orgasm shakes me, I cry out. It keeps quivering through me, gripping me, not even close to dyingout.

“That’s it,” he says roughly. “Show me that dirty little girl. Keep it going.”

And as he continues to work my sweet spot, and I fiercely spurt inside again, wet and wild, hot and hotter.

With a brutal grunt, he grips my hips and lifts me, bringing me down and impaling me with hiscock.

“Fuck!” That’s my voice, and it sounds a world away as Owen thrusts into me once…again. His fingers dig into my hips as he churns me over his stiff, long cock, and I keep hearing myself cry out, dirty little words blasting from me every time he pummelsme.

Fuck—

Shit—

Keep—fucking—going—

Then I come again with a powerful blast that seems to last forever, like heat that seeps over my sight inch by throbbing inch until, with one last shuddering quake, everything goes dark again.

But Owen is still going, and I fist his hair, urging him on, gyrating with every driving stroke of his cock into me. The water is in turmoil around us, splashing with waves that hit the sides of thepool.

“Come on,” I say between my teeth as I ride him. “Get me as dirty as youcan…”

He blasts into me once, then presses his mouth to my neck, lightly and erotically biting it as he comes once more, sending a shattering thrill throughme.

As he relaxes, everything sizzles to an after burn. Our heaving breaths slice through the air, and I cling to him, not knowing if he’ll start getting bothered by the water we’ve just contaminated with our juices.

Things are a mess again, and I don’t only mean thepool.

I don’t know where we stand.

As that reality sinks in, I’m the one who goes tense this time, bothered, still bewildered.

Then Owen draws me in for a kiss, and my world starts spinning, making me not care about anything else as I once again lose myself inhim.

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