She swims like a fish, something I knew but had somehow forgotten, and we ended up playing in the water. I can’t remember the last time I played and laughed so much. I guess life can get in the way of true happiness if you let it. “What is it? Why are you looking at me like that?”
She’d stopped mid-laugh when she noticed the look on my face, and I swam up to her, where she rested against the rim at the side of the pool. “You’re beautiful!” I reached out to touch her cheek gently, still in awe of all this. I never knew I had this softness inside of me, never thought I was the type to believe in fate, but what else could this be. The coincidences are just too many to ignore.
She caught her breath, the sound drawing my eyes to her lips which were slightly open as her legs bobbed in the water. I moved in close and took her chin between my fingers before leaning in ever so slowly as if to give her the chance to pull away.
The kiss started out slow, sensual, but none of our usual heat. On a scale of one to ten, I’d give it a seven on the heat meter because I was feeling tender towards her. One of the rare moments since I took her virginity that I wasn’t falling on her like a starving wolf in heat, and then my cock touched her soft middle beneath the water, and her nipples hardened against my chest.
I took it deeper, the kiss, my mouth ravishing hers as she moaned and hummed, her body rubbing against mine sensually with the sway of the water. And then she wrapped her legs around me, pulling me in, while one hand went down between us to find me. I helped her put me inside her until I was sheathed in her warm silk, then went back to kissing her with tender loving care.
I told myself I was going to take my time and love her with more finesse than a wild animal, but once my finger grazed across her puckered rosebud, it was game over. She went into a frenzy, fucking herself harder and harder on my cock. I don’t know; I guess the low vibration from the water added extra stimuli, and my finger touching her ass was like adding gasoline to a fire.
When she came, she pulled her lips away from mine and threw her head back, and screamed. I’m sure the sound carried into the night. I pulled out of her and lifted her to sit on the edge of the pool so I could eat her pussy while she was cumming. I wanted to taste her fresh essence as it sprung from its hidden well.
I lapped and sucked her flesh until her ass jerked in my hands. Her pussy was wet both inside and out and with her sprawled before me so wantonly and completely at my mercy, I ravaged her with my tongue and fingers until she pleaded with me to fuck her.
This time I turned her around with her back to my chest and held her throat from behind as I slid up inside her. “So fucking tight!” I ground my cock into her, not quite pounding, just a slow stroke that sent me in at an angle that was heading for her sweet spot.
I found it and tormented it with the head of my cock while she came over and over again. At the end, I couldn’t control myself any longer and ended up piston fucking her against the marble edge of the pool. If not for the water, I might’ve fucked her right over the edge of the pool. That’s how hard I fucked her.
“One last lap, and then it’s time for dinner.” When we got back to the room and entered the shower, I noticed a subtle discomfort in her. “What is it?”
“It’s silly, I know, but did she shower in here with you?” My heart ached at the sadness in her voice, and I took her face in my hands.
“She never spent the night here.”
“Oh!” Women! She looked like she’d just won the lottery, which made me grin.
“Jealous little thing, aren’t you?”
“Maybe!”
“Let’s go shower!” I tapped her ass and escorted her into the bathroom.
“What do you feel like having, or would you like to go out to dinner?”
“No, let’s stay in. I’ve had enough of being around people for a while. I want you all to myself.” She wrapped her arms around my neck, and we shared a kiss before separating to find our own robes.
“Fine, that’s what we’ll do, so what do you want to have for dinner? I’ll have something delivered.”
“I don’t care, anything. I know you won’t let me have what I really want anyway, so you choose.” She pouted, and I rolled my eyes and walked away. Her mind may have grown, but she still eats like an adolescent. If I ate the way she does, I’d have indigestion.