Page 76 of All Your Lies
“They don’t matter right now. I want to show you another part of the club.”
“I don’t know if that’s a good idea,” she says, shaking her head.
“You were always so curious when we were younger. What happened to that girl?”
“She now has a sense of self-preservation.” She shrugs.
“Or maybe she’s just a chickenshit these days,” I say with a smile.
“If I remember correctly, you were the chickenshit back in the day, not me. Still scared of the dark, Gage?” she asks as she leans closer to me, over the table. Her breasts are close to spilling out in this position, and I want nothing more than to shove my cock between them. I gaze into her eyes, which are full of goading mischief.
Alexa’s eyes widen in surprise when I stand and stalk toward her. Standing over her, I watch as her back sinks further into the comfort of the backrest. With a tender touch, I place my index finger under her chin and lift until her eyes lock with mine.
“I was only scared of the dark because I enjoyed playing in its endlessness so much. I was the darkness, and I was terrified of it touching your light.” My eyes track her throat as she visibly swallows, which makes me smirk in satisfaction. “Now, I not only want to touch your light but make it obsidian.”
In one swift motion, I slide behind her chair and smoothly pull it out, lifting her effortlessly to her feet. With no resistance, I escort her out of the dining room. My words have obviously hit a cord and render her speechless for once. I like it.
As she trails behind me, I rush to the supply room to fetch us complimentary bathing suits and robes that the club has available for members. I pass the garments to her and gesture toward the women’s dressing rooms. Once she’s in and the door’s locked, I stride purposely to the men’s dressing rooms around the corner, change into my trunks with lightning speed, and then walk back to hers. The last thing I want is for her to vacate the dressing room and not see me waiting for her.
As the door clicks open, I glance up from where I’m leaning against the opposite wall. Her delectable body is enveloped in the plush white robe that I can’t wait to unwrap. As my eyes move upward to her face, I catch a glimpse of the delicate pink flush on her cheeks. Noticing her reaction to me enjoyingthe view of her body, I smirk, to which she rolls her eyes in exasperation.
Closing the distance between us in just two steps, I extend my hand to grasp hers, and she accepts it, much to my amazement. I intertwine our fingers as I steer her down the hall to our destination.
“Get in,” I say as I stand in the middle of the pool, my bottom half submerged in the warm water. The moment we entered the room, I let her hand go and jumped in, allowing her to take in the simulation.
With trepidation, she looks around at the dark water that appears to have endless depths despite me standing chest deep. “I’m—”
“Scared?” I supply. “The only thing that’ll bite you in here is me.”
Her gaze shifts to the side, where a captivating thunderstorm simulation plays on a large screen, creating a hypnotic experience with mist swirling from the ceiling and a gentle fog rising from the pool’s surface.
She stands there, the vibrant red of the bikini contrasting against her fair skin. The reality of seeing her in this far exceeded the limits of my imagination.
I wade toward her in the water, causing her to move forward.
“Okay, okay, I’m getting in.” She takes tentative steps. “Oh, it feels good in here.”
As I watch her walk around in the water, I can’t help but lick my lips in anticipation. Her lips curve into a gentle smile, radiating warmth. Her hair, once sleek and smooth, now clings to her wet body and has a slight wave as the mist comes down around her.
I want to rush her, grab her, and have my way with her. However, my refined side yearns to witness her sheer enjoyment.
As I constructed the club, I knew this feature had to be incorporated. Whenever it rained, no matter what she was doing or wherever she was, Alexa would pause, tilt her face to the sky, and embrace the droplets with a smile on her lips and arms outstretched. When I was lonely and sad, that memory echoed through me, and I longed to relive it.
Facing away from me, she stretches her arms outward while her palms hover just above the water’s surface.
She turns toward me, her smile lighting up the dark room and etching itself into my memory. “This is amazing, and probably my favorite part of the club.”
“It’s one of mine too.”
“And what about the others?” she asks before shaking her head. “Never mind. I don’t want to know.”
“Your jealousy is adorable but unnecessary. As I’ve mentioned before, I’ve only been with you.”
“You were away for a long time. It’s hard to believe you’d wait all this time for me.”
I exhale and take in the surroundings of the dark water. “Thoughts of you and revenge consumed my mind while I was in there. Then, I was free, and you were still all I could imagine. I’ve always wanted you so fucking bad, and that will never change.”
“And now we’re here.”
