“I’ll go change into a suit and meet you outside,” she says over her shoulder as she leaves the room.
I follow her out and up the stairs. When we get to our rooms, she pulls the sweatshirt over her head and tosses it at me. I wait until her door closes and then sniff it, inhaling that fruity scent that I love. I throw it on my bed by my pillow and grab a pair of swim shorts.
When I get down to the pool, I start a fire in the fire pit and turn the jets on in the hot tub. She walks out of the house in a dark pink bikini with her hair piled up in a messy bun. I let my eyes roam over her lean and strong body. Her shoulders are perfectly toned from years of competitive swimming, and she even has slight definition of her abs. Her boobs are small but perky, less than a handful, but that doesn’t bother me. She wastes no time and jumps right into the water.
I know what she’s doing as soon as she hits dead center of the deep end. She takes one big breath and lets herself sink down to the bottom. I give her a minute before I jump in after her. I wrap my arms around her waist like I did the night we met and push up off the bottom of the pool. When we break the surface, she spins in my arms.
“You’re still as ungraceful in the water as you ever were,” she smiles and wraps an arm around my neck.
“We can’t all be Olympic caliber swimmers,” I swim us over to where I can touch. She lets go of my neck and floats on her back with her legs still wrapped around me. The sight has my dick hardening against her. “Ives?”
“Yeah?” she asks with her eyes still closed.
“Did you ever think of me?”
Her eyes fly open and she pulls herself up against me. “Of course I did. Every day, Levi.” Her eyes search mine. “Did you?”
“So often,” I rasp. “This feels right, Ives. You in my arms like this.” I squeeze her thighs. “I know you feel it, too. I see it in your eyes.”
“We can’t,” her eyes get glassy, “our parents…”
“Who the fuck cares about Frank and Jennifer?” I shout. “It was you and I first.”
My heart constricts when one lone tear makes its way down her cheek. I don’t want her to cry, but I want her. I want her to understand that whatever this is between us is the real fucking deal.
“Give me one night.” I cup her cheek and run my thumb over her parted lips. “Give me tonight.”
She barely opens her mouth to say yes when I crash my lips against hers. I have so much need for this girl. I want her so desperately that the kiss is my attempt to claim her. I’m not an idiot. I know our first time was not good for her. It was unplanned and clumsy, bumbling. She definitely didn’t even come close to having an orgasm. That changes tonight.
I feel the moment when she fully gives in, and it just acts as an accelerant to my already burning desire for her. Her fingers thread through my hair as she clenches her thighs around my hips. I move one of my hands up her thigh and gently tug on the strings of her bikini bottoms, seeking permission to pull them off. She nods against me. Our lips lock together, and our tongues duel for dominance.
I pull the strings off her bikini and toss the bottoms on the pool deck. She reaches behind her back and pulls the strings of her top off. I walk us to the edge of the pool and set her on the edge. For the first time since she gave me consent, I break our kiss and lean back to look at her. She tries to close her legs, a blush working its way down her body, but I push her knees open.
“Don’t hide from me,” I command. I drag my gaze from her perfect, pink pussy up to her eyes and watch as they go half-lidded when I slip a finger inside her. She lets out the tiniest little gasp when I slide another finger inside and pump them in and out slowly. I kiss her again while I draw her pleasure out with my fingers. I run my lips along her jaw, nipping and licking a path down her neck and chest until I reach one of her rosy nipples. My tongue swirls around the pebbled tip before switching to the other side. She’s leaning back on one hand with the other hand griping the back of my head and holding it to her. Every moan and pant that comes out of her mouth is the most beautiful sound.
I pull away and look back up at her. “Has anyone ever tasted your pussy?”
“No,” if possible, her eyes grow even heavier, addled by pleasure, “I haven’t been with anyone except you.”
That makes me pause and stand up straighter. “Really?” How is that possible, was our first time so bad that she was put off sex entirely?
“Levi,” she lifts her hips off the ground, seeking contact, “don’t stop.”
I lower myself between her legs and use my shoulders to keep them spread apart. I tease her with short, light licks, flicking my tongue gently over her clit. I increase pressure and swirl circles around it as I hook two fingers inside her drenched core.
“Oh, fuck.” Her hips lift and she grinds against my face. “Levi, fuck.” Her voice rises in pitch as she comes apart on my tongueand fingers. I continue giving her lazy licks as she comes down from the orgasm, her body going bonelessly limp against me.
7
IVY
I lay there,completely boneless and sated as the final tremors subside. When I look down at Levi, I see him wearing a smirk with a satisfied gleam in his eyes. He kisses the inside of both my thighs before lifting himself out of the pool. He leans over me and smiles before kissing me gently.
“Relax while I turn everything off out here.”
As if I could do anything else right now, I’m not sure if my legs will work yet. That orgasm had me seeing stars. I’ve never experienced anything like it, granted I’m the only who has ever made me come. But still,holy wow.
I’m still laying there completely naked on the edge of the pool when I feel Levi reach down and lift me. He carries me into the house and up to his room. When I look at him questioningly, he arches an eyebrow at me.