Page 37 of The Hard Hitter

I know.”

She steps from her panties, and I shed my clothes and scoop her up.

“Never have I ever gone skinny dipping,” she says, as I walk to the edge of the pool and jump in with her. She yelps, and we go under. When she comes up, she’s laughing and pushing her hair from her forehead.

“I’m going to do a lot of first with you, aren’t I, Zander?”

I gather her into my arms, put my lips near hers. “If you want to.”

“I do.” She pushes off me and swims away. “Now what was that you said about tying me up?”

“Tease.”

“I believe that’s what you like about me.”

“I’m going to tie you up, Sam.” I’m not asking right now, I’m telling, and the widening of her eyes lets me know how excited she is about that.

“First you have to catch me.”

“I can catch you. I don’t just skate fast, I swim fast, too.” I dunk under the water and surface in front of her. I pull her too me, kiss her deeply. Her hard nipples press against my chest as she writhes against me. I back her up until she’s pressed against the wall of the pool, and she slides her legs around my hips. My cock presses against her warm center, eager to get inside.

“Mmm,” she moans as my mouth goes to her neck, to kiss the hollow spot that drives her crazy.

I lift her a little, just enough so I can get my mouth on her nipples. I take one between my teeth, and tug until her nails are digging into my back. I let it go, and lick the sting left behind.

“So good,” she cries out and rubs herself against me.

Desperate for more, I carry her from the pool and, with water dripping from our bodies, I head into the house and straight to my bedroom. I don’t bother shutting or locking the door. I set her down at the foot of the bed, and dash into the bathroom to grab towels to dry us off. I wrap mine around my waist and, beginning with her neck, I run the cotton over her body. She stands there, arms at her sides, legs spread slightly as she lets me take care of her. I run the cotton over her hard nipples, her belly, between her legs, and soft mewling sounds fill the room.

“Now that you’re dry, let’s get you wet again,” I say, and toss the towel away.

“What do you have in mind?” she asks.

I walk to my closet, and come back with four neckties. I wrap them around my hand and tug.

“What exactly do you plan to do with those?”

“On the bed, arms and legs spread,” I say.

Her chest rises and falls rapidly as she climbs onto the bed. I growl as she goes to her hands and knees, showing me her sweet ass as she crawls to the middle. She goes to her back and sprawls out, offering me her body.

“Like this?” she asks.

“Exactly like that,” I say. I step up to her, wrap one tie around her hand loosely, and secure her to the headboard. I do the same with other hand, and then her ankles. Once I have her how I want her, I stand back and examine my handiwork. “I might never let you go.” She wiggles and squirms on the bed, and I must say, I love having her at my mercy like that.

“Zander,” she says. “Touch me…please.”

I drop my towel and climb between her legs. I lightly pet her clit, and she moves restlessly beneath my touch. I slide a finger into her, find her so goddam wet it blows my mind. “Are you hurting for it, Sam? Hurting for my cock?”

“You know I am,” she says, and I reward her with another fingers. I scissor them inside her, finger-fuck her a little harder, and her head rolls from side to side. Her entire body begins to quake but I’m not ready to take her over just yet. I want to play with her some more. I pull out and she groans in protest.

I go back on my heels, take my dick into my hand and rub myself. Her eyes drop, latch onto my cock. She wets her bottom lip, and I chuckle. “You want this?”

Her eyes flash to mine. “Yes.”

“Where do you want it?” I ask.

“You’re dripping. I want to taste it.” I squeeze my cock, and pre-cum spills from my slit. “Put it in my mouth,” she says.

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