Fearless Hero

Smirking, he approached the water. Balancing on one foot, he dipped his toes in. He then looked back at me and winked. “Just want to test the water first. You know, make sure it’s not too cold.”

With that, he pulled his boxers down, although his back faced to me. While his back was certainly glorious, it was no match for his front.

I moaned, already feeling overheated. I leaned up in my chair. “Hey—no fair. Turn around.”

But instead, Brady jumped into the water and momentarily disappeared under the surface. When he came back up, he grinned. “Your turn.”

He pushed himself up and out of the pool. This time, he stood facing me. All of him on display, water running down his rippling hard body. I let out a slow breath, taking in the massive length of him as he slowly advanced toward me. I quivered as he pulled me to my feet, raised my arms into the air, and lifted my shirt over my head. Pressing his hard body against me, he brought his hands to my back and unhooked my bra, tossing it onto the chair behind me.

He looked down, hunger in his eyes. He then dropped to his knees, where he unfastened my pants and slid them down. Putting my hands on his shoulders for balance, I stepped out of them and kicked them aside.

As I stood before Brady in my lace underwear, he proceeded to kiss my stomach. I moaned, rubbing the top of his head. He then hooked his fingers at the sides of my panties and slowly guided them down. I stepped out of them as he stood back to his feet, staring at me as if he thought I was the most gorgeous thing he’d ever seen.

He reached out to touch me, but I leapt out of his reach, playing coy.

With a smirk, and I ran around him and jumped into the water.

Shaking his head and smiling, Brady jumped in moments after me. Our laughter rang through the air.

“Come here!” he said.

“You have to catch me first,” I teased, swimming out of his reach.

“Catch you? Do you think you can get away from me?” He splashed water at my face and I laughed uncontrollably.

We both trembled hard, our naked bodies fueled with desire.

Brady pulled me toward him.

“What are you doing?” I giggled, my body aching and begging for his. But he had other things on his mind.

“I wanted to do this from the moment I came here. No more playing.”

His searing eyes skimmed over my naked body, making me feel like I was the most beautiful woman in the world. Droplets of water covered his strong shoulders, and my eyes focused on his tattoo. I ran my tongue over it.

His hands grabbed my hips and pushed me against him. I could feel his hardness on my stomach.

I wanted him to take me right then and there.

I took his erection in my hand and guided him to my entrance, but he let go of me and swam several feet away, his chuckles filled the night air.

“Not so fast, beautiful. I need you to beg,” he said.

I pushed through water after him, unable to match his fast pace. A twinge of pleasure shot through my lower abdomen and my whole body buzzed with anticipation. He was playing with me, wanting me to beg, and right now I wanted him so much that I was ready to do just that.

He stopped when he reached the edge of the pool, turning around to face me.

“Please,” I begged when I reached him, craving for his touch.

He grinded against me, pushing himself through my sensitive folds.

I let a moan out, grabbed his shoulders, and rubbed against his thickness, ready for him to finally please me.

He lowered his hand and moved his fingers across my mound, creating an intense pleasure when he slid two of them inside of me.

“Yes, Brady,” I groaned.

I pushed against his fingers, deepening the intrusion as he thrusted them. He then pushed two more inside, stretching my insides.