Princess Next Door

He rested his hands on her hips, and neither of them spoke for several seconds. Her gaze kept going to his lips then back again. “Do you want me to kiss you?” he asked.

“All I can think about is that kiss.”

“Close your eyes.”

She did as he asked, and he stared at her. He didn’t know if their little house rumor was true. He only knew his own feelings when it came to this woman, and how much he wanted her. He’d never known anything like it before in his life. It was like a consuming need.

His thoughts were dominated by her. He constantly wanted to know if she was okay, if she was happy. She’d gotten under his skin, and now he couldn’t seem to shake her, not even when he was writing, which always took him away from his troubles, and yet this seemed to only give him trouble.

Pressing his lips against hers, he squeezed her hips, knowing that small touch wasn’t enough. His cock thickened even more, pressing against the front of his black briefs, demanding attention. He ignored it, focusing on the woman in his arms.

As he slid his tongue across her mouth, she opened up, and he plundered inside. At the same time, he began to move her backwards until they were at the wall.

Moving his hands from her hips, he slowly stroked her body, moving up as if to cup her tits, but then gliding down to rest on her thighs.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, holding him close.

Running his fingers in a pattern, he caressed up until he cupped her large tits. Her nipples were already rock-hard as they pressed against his palm.

He rubbed them in a circle before cupping them even more.

She pulled away, breaking from their kiss first.

With her gaze still on him, she slid each strap of her bathing suit down until it fell to the surface, exposing her large breasts.

She had tiny, red-tipped nipples, begging to be sucked.

Leaning forward, unable to resist, he lifted up her breast and sucked on one nipple before moving to her other. Having two tits to choose from, he alternated between the left and right.

Pressing her tits together, he laved each bud with his tongue, loving her moans as he did.

Finally, releasing her tits, he pushed her suit down even more before it hit the floor of the pool.

Sinking under the water, he picked up her swimsuit and placed it on the edge of the pool before claiming another kiss.

He removed his boxer briefs, holding them up for her to see and placing them on top of her bathing suit.

Naked.

Princess didn’t try to cover up. She stared at him, and he gripped her hip, pulling her against him. Her gaze widened when she felt his cock.

“I’m not going to fuck you or make love to you today. You’re going to get used to seeing me like this, and I’m going to enjoy watching you naked. I made lasagna. Will you stay for dinner?”

“You made dinner?”

He smiled seeing her little blush. She wrapped her arms around his neck.

“I have a great deal of skills, baby. Just let me know which one you’d like to see me show off.”

“Why don’t you show me all of them?” She raised her brow, and he found it so cute when she did that.

“Whatever you wish.”

He slid his hand around to cup her ass, but he didn’t stop there, moving around to cup her mound. She had a small dusting of hair, and he slipped a finger through her slit. Even with the water all around them, he could tell that she was aroused, her cream coating his finger.

She moaned.

Her grip around his neck tightened as he touched her clit.

No man had ever touched her.

She was a virgin.

His to do with as he pleased, to show her exactly what he liked, and to get her used to his touch.

Just the thought of that alone was making him ache to claim her there and then, but he held back.

“I want us to get out,” he said.

“Why?”

“I want to see all of you, and I want to show you another skill I have, and I know without a doubt you’re going to love.”

She smiled, and he watched as she moved to the edge of the pool. He followed her, groaning as her ass came into view.

He wanted to bite her ass, to slap it as he fucked her hard. There would be time for that, so much time, but for now, he kept his hands to himself.

She stood at the edge of the pool with her hands clenched.

Taking the lead, he walked her toward one of the lounge chairs, getting her to lie down.

She stretched her arms out and he put her legs on either side, spreading her wide. When she kept trying to cover herself, he winked, and got her to put her hands on the arms of the chair.