Page 44 of A Journey For Jasmine

“Can I say wow?” he asked.

She ran her hands over her face to push the water back. “Thank you. It’s one of my favorite suits.”

“It shouldn’t be legal, but since it’s only me here, I’m not complaining.”

“I’m going to start complaining if you don’t get in the water with me.”

He dove in and then turned underwater to swim back to her, his hands on her sides, and he slid them up as he came up for air.

“You’re nice and soft. Smooth.”

“I think it’s the water making me feel that way,” she said.

“Whatever it is, it works,” he said. She turned to face him, their wet bodies close and sliding against each other as their feet kicked to keep them up in the deeper end of the pool.

His mouth lowered to hers, her hands went behind his neck, and he soon realized he wasn’t strong enough or smart enough to keep his feet going while she kissed him the way she was because the next thing he knew they were both under the surface and came up laughing.

“That didn’t work.” She grabbed his hand and pulled him to the shallow end so they could both stand. “Now let’s try it.”

She pulled him close, his hips slamming into hers while their tongues tangled and their bodies moved against the wall.

His hands were all over her and she didn’t seem to be stopping him. He covered her breast, pushed the material aside and found her perky nipple that had been showing itself through the material before she even dove into the water.

She moaned when he flicked at it and he found that, yeah, it was like riding a bike.

“You can tell me to stop,” he said.

“I’m not going to. I think we’ve both waited long enough. No more.”

“No more,” he said, his mouth dropping down and finding the nipple and pulling it in to suck.

Her hands went into his hair and held him in place and he decided to make a feast out of her as long as he could. Or as long as she would let him.

It’d been so long since he touched and tasted a woman like this and right now he only had eyes for the sexy woman in a hot bikini in his pool.

“Wesley,” she said. “I’m so worked up and need something more than that.”

He picked her up and set her on the ledge of the pool, then moved the tiny piece of material aside, exposing her completely bare lady parts.

He looked up at her and she wiggled her eyebrows and if that wasn’t sign enough to continue, he didn’t know what was.

His mouth moved in and his tongue came out, tasting and licking every part of her he could.

She was moaning and he wondered if his neighbors might hear and then told himself no one could see what they were doing. They were shaded by trees and fences all around him.

Her legs wrapped around his back pulling him closer, but he lifted them to put over his shoulders and got as close and deep as he could, sending one finger inside of her at the same time.

She was tight but eager. Just like him.

He was pumping in and out and sucking on her bud of pleasure until she started to tense, her fingers in his hair, her nails on his scalp.

The muscles around his finger started to pulse, but he wasn’t letting up until she told him. The powerful feeling of pleasing a woman was riding high now.

He leaned back when her legs went lax. She was a sight to behold. The bathing suit was pushed to the sides exposing everything and she was holding her hand out to him and standing up.

“Come on,” she said. “That furniture looks nice and comfy if you think we can stay out here?”

“We can if you want,” he said, pulling himself out of the water. His suit was clinging to him, his dick rock hard and visible. Her eyes dropped right to it.

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