Page 77 of All Your Lies
“We are,” I say as I approach her.
To create distance, she takes a few steps back. “Down, boy.”
“What?”
“You know what. I know what that look means.”
“What does it mean?” I question with a smirk as I continue to stalk toward her.
Water sloshing against my chest grows louder as I quicken my pace. She swiftly turns and places her arms in front of her as she dives beneath the water’s surface. Right before she fades into the inky blackness of the water, I hastily follow her and seizeher ankle before tugging her back toward me. As she reaches the surface, she sputters, expelling water from her mouth, and wipes away the wetness on her face.
“You dick! I could have drowned,” she says as she tries to get out of my arms.
“You were on the swim team for a decade. Stop with the dramatics.”
“Ugh, you drive me crazy.”
“Ditto, baby,” I whisper in her ear, eliciting a shudder from her.
I tighten my grip on her while my tongue traces a path from her collarbone to her ear. I savor the taste of her skin and the sensation of goose bumps that have risen. Her breath hitches, and a moan escapes as I suck on her skin harder. She reaches her hand behind her and grabs my head as an anchor. My lips continue their exploration, tracing a path of suction and tender kisses down her neck until I spin her around.
She gazes up at me. Her baby-blue eyes shimmer with curiosity and longing, creating an inferno under my skin. I reach out, and my hands find their way into her hair, tugging tightly as our lips collide in a fiery, intense kiss. As I lift her, her moans mingle with mine, filling the surrounding air.
My cock sits perfectly against her center and is barely held back by my thin swim shorts and the small triangle of material she wears.
I intensify the grinding against her center, eliciting another passionate moan that mingles with our kiss.
She breaks the kiss and fixes her gaze on me, searching for something in my eyes.
“I’m not ready for that,” she whispers.
“That’s fine. We don’t have to do that.”
She might not be ready for sex, but I can provide her with pleasure and make her feel special in numerous other ways.
With her forehead pressed against mine, I guide us to the edge of the pool. Her back collides with the tiled wall with a small thud as her hands tangle in my hair. She grabs the longer strands on top and gives them a firm tug. The pain sends waves of pleasure coursing through my body. I suck on her bottom lip as I reach into the water and pull the string on her bikini bottom and then the other side before ripping it from between her legs.
“Wait,” she says as she pulls back.
As I tug my swim shorts down, I firmly grab the back of her head, redirecting her focus to my eyes rather than my movements. “I got you. I always got you.”
I push my hard cock against her soft folds, ensuring my cock rubs her clit with each thrust. Her body trembles and quivers against mine as I move up and down. Her nails dig into my back as I pick up the pace. The once peaceful water now crashes against us, causing the perfect storm to accompany the thunder and lightning of the projected image on the walls.
As our breaths quicken as a tingling sensation surges through my body.
“Oh, Gage,” she says breathlessly. I maintain my steady pace but almost falter at finally hearing her moan my name.
The fake storm and mist fade into oblivion as she unravels in my arms. Her trembling body, filled with ecstasy, pushes me to surrender to the powerful force of my orgasm, which consumes me.
As I catch my breath, I lean against her, feeling the steady rise and fall of her chest.
“That—”
“Don’t. Not right now,” I whisper against her neck. I’m worried she’s going to call what just transpired between us a mistake when it was the exact opposite. It was perfection.
I pull away and tug my shorts back up before reaching over her head and grabbing her discarded bottoms and handing them to her. She looks anywhere but at me as she puts them on.
“What was college like?” I ask to make things less tense.
