When my gaze lowered finally, I found Remy’s eyes focused on the swells of my breasts above my bra.
Until, of course, my hands went to the button and zipper of my jean shorts, and started to work them free.
His gaze followed as I shimmied the shorts off my hips and let them drop to the ground before kicking them to the side.
Did my panties match my bra?
No, no they did not.
But Remy didn’t seem to care that they were bright red as his eyes landed there, as he took a deep breath that expanded his chest wide, then exhaled it slowly, like he was trying to calm himself down, like he was looking for some control.
I didn’t want to give him a chance to find that, though.
I lowered myself down onto my ass at the edge of the pool, dropping my legs in right on the sides of his body.
Did I let my knees touch the sides of his hips?
Yes, yes I did.
Remy’s head shifted back to look up at me as his hands lifted out of the water, drips dropping down on my bare thighs. I wasn’t sure at that moment if the shiver that moved through me was due to the cold water, or his closeness.
Then, his fingers moved down, teasing up the sides of my thighs, and that shiver? That shiver had nothing to do with coldness, because I suddenly felt on fire.
His fingertips continued upward, teasing under the band of my panties, but slipping back out again. There was a moment of disappointment until I felt his touch slipping up my sides, then the band of my bra.
Flattening his palm, his hand slid across my chest above my breasts, then slipped upward, sliding up my throat, then slipping across my jaw and behind my neck.
My stomach flip-flopped as he started to apply pressure, forcing my body to lean forward toward him.
My lips were a whisper from his, making my chest feel tight, like all the air had gotten sucked out of the atmosphere as I waited for the contact.
But he didn’t seal his lips to mine. He went ninety, and he wanted me to go ten.
I didn’t even hesitate.
My arms slipped around the back of his neck and my lips pressed down on his.
At the contact, a rumbling sound moved through Remy’s chest as he moved inward, spreading my thighs wider to accommodate his body until I felt his pelvis press against the juncture of my thighs.
My body reacted instinctively, legs wrapping around his hips, holding him against me, and when his body shifted ever-so-slightly, I could feel his hard cock pressing against me.
Remy’s lips deepened the kiss, making the fire burn brighter through my system.
My thighs tightened around him as my hips started to writhe against him, needing relief from the aching need in my core.
Another of those rumbles moved through Remy, the sound vibrating through my chest, making the fire raging inside of me burn even hotter.
There was no reasoning with my body right then.
My hips had a mind of their own, moving against his hard length.
Remy’s teeth nipped my lower lip for a moment before he broke away, waiting for my eyelids to flutter open before letting his hand drift behind my back, working my clasps free, then sliding the straps off my arms, and bearing my breasts to his greedy gaze.
His hand dipped back into the water after tossing my bra to the side, coming back dripping wet, and he raised it over my chest to let the drops drip down onto my breasts, making my nipples twist tighter as my breath caught at the cold sensation on my overheated skin.
But then, just as shocking as the cold, his lips were closing over my nipple, sucking it into the warmth of his mouth.
His tongue circled and his teeth nipped before he moved across my chest to continue the sweet torment.