“Actually, I was thinking of something else, but we can do that in the pool too. In fact, I like that idea,” he affirmed, got up and tugged at me, dragging me toward the backyard.
“Hermes, I need to put on my bikini,” I protested, because when I had stopped by my apartment to get clothes, I had packed one in my bag since his pool was very tempting.
“You won’t need it,” he stated, and continued pulling me along.
I resisted to stop him and achieved my goal. Hermes turned and looked at me.
“What’s wrong?”
“Why won’t I need the bikini?”
“Because we’re going to get in the pool without clothes,” he stated with his wolfish smile.
“And what about your employees?” I asked, surprised by his suggestion.
“On Sundays they leave earlier. We’re alone right now,” he informed me with a wink, and continued pulling me toward the backyard where the enormous, majestic pool was located.
As soon as we arrived, he made me turn around so he could unzip the dress I was wearing.
“The dress is very pretty and looks spectacular on you, but I like what’s underneath much more,” he said, while lowering the zipper and beginning to leave a trail of kisses down my back.
“The pool is gorgeous. That waterfall makes it look sophisticated. As soon as I saw it, I wanted to swim in it,” I said, as I began to shiver from his lips on my skin.
When my dress had left my body, he made me turn and kissed me passionately.
“You drive me crazy, my love. I don’t think you have any idea how much I desire you. Each day I want you more,” and he attacked my mouth again while trying to unhook my bra.
When my breasts were bare, he devoted himself to them with blazing passion until he made me moan uncontrollably. Very slowly he slid off the lace thong I was wearing while one of his hands sought the exact spot that drove me wild.
“Hermes, please,” I begged.
He continued his torture until I began to convulse when the orgasm unleashed and made me lose all sense of everything. I clung to his body while he held me tightly and captured all my moans with his mouth. When my breathing began to slow down, Hermes separated and gave me a sweet kiss on the lips.
“You’re so responsive that I’m about to catch fire.”
“You’re still dressed. That’s not fair.”
“Get in the pool. I’ll be right there,” he said, as he began to take off his clothes.
I submerged myself in the water and swam to the farthest edge to lean against the side and watch that beautiful man strip off all his clothes, revealing his sensual and marvelous naked body as he swam toward me. It was a complete visual delight. When he was a few meters away, I began to swim to get away from him. I felt like playing a little.
“Come here,” he protested.
“Catch me.”
I swam quickly, but I could hear the sound of the water produced by Hermes swimming toward me and his laughter. How I loved the sound of his laughter! Within a minute he had me by the waist and was hugging me against his body.
“You’re slippery, but I won’t let you escape. Now you’re tied to me,” he said, smiling without moving away from my mouth, and it seemed to me that his comment wasn’t just about this specific situation, but rather seemed to refer to our future.
“I don’t plan to escape. On the contrary, I was planning to catch you and never let you go,” I affirmed, looking into his eyes, with the purpose of hearing what he had to say about my comment.
“Don’t ever let me go, because I won’t let you go,” he said again, and lowered to my lips to claim my entire mouth, not leaving a single space unexplored.
He slowly led me until I was leaning against the edge of the pool. At that moment he turned, and it was he who leaned against the wall.
“Wrap your legs around my waist,” he requested.
While I wrapped my arms around his neck and did as he asked, Hermes adjusted himself and began to slide inside me. As we joined, we both threw our heads back and let out a long moan. Hermes waited a few seconds before beginning to move, and when he did, he started slowly at a measured pace, but when our bodies began to demand more, he accelerated the rhythm, holding me by the hips and moving us in a frenzied manner. That familiar and pleasurable sensation began to grow inside me, and Hermes’s moans and his fiery gaze caused my orgasm to unleash brutally and made me scream.