Pierced (Lucian & Lia 1)

“You’re just evil, you know that, right? By the look on your aunt’s face, she knew exactly where your mind was…in the gutter!”

He holds his hands up, looking like the picture of innocence. “What? You did want to go for a swim, and there was some mention of eating something sweet out there. I was just agreeing with her.” I huff in response, trying to look angry. In truth, now that the embarrassment of his aunt thinking I’m some sort of slut has passed, I’m just hot, bothered, and needy. His words have struck a direct line right to my clit, and it’s throbbing for his attention.

“Oh, baby,” he growls, seeing the look on my face. “Come here, I’m ready for my appetizer.”

“No, oh, no!” I hold out a hand to stop him. “I’m so not getting naked on your aunt’s couch.”

He looks adorably confused as he asks, “What’s the difference between the couch and the pool? I’m sure she uses both of them.”

“The pool has chemicals and stuff to, you know…kill off the evidence.” Lucian appears vastly amused by my statement.

“Baby, unless there’s something I’m unaware of, I don’t think we need to ‘kill off evidence.’” He jumps to his feet, smacking my ass on his way by. “You want to be fucked in the pool, just tell me. No need to make up all these excuses.” I sputter behind him indignantly.

Then, I surprise us both when I say, “Oh, hell, who am I kidding. I do want to be fucked in the pool.” His mouth is hanging open as I walk by him, unbuttoning my pants. I have no idea where I’m going, but when he scoops me into his arms, I know he’ll take care of the rest.

“That was seriously hot,” he says as he cradles me against his chest. I smile proudly in return before looking around at where we’ve stopped.

“Oh, my,” I stare in wonder. The room we have stepped into has huge sliding doors with a patio beyond them. Chaise lounges are arranged both inside and out. Lush greenery and a beautiful waterfall into the pool create a tropical paradise right out of a movie. “Oh, Luc, this is gorgeous.”

He smiles at me shyly, seeming pleased by my comment. “My dad had this built for my mom. She had rheumatoid arthritis from a very young age, and the pool helped her with the discomfort. She used it almost every day. I know it seems like a waste to maintain it when it’s not used that much anymore, but I just…can’t stop.”

Turning to him, I stroke his cheek. “Of course, you have to keep it.” He takes my hand, nipping playfully at my fingers.

“I believe something was mentioned about feeding me lunch.” I know what he wants, and even though I am far from the most seductive person, I want to give it to him. Without breaking eye contact, I slowly strip my clothes off until I am standing before him naked. He draws in a deep breath, his eyes blazing. When he makes to touch me, I evade his hand, determined to see my seduction through.

I lower myself to sit on the edge of the pool, leaning on my elbows. Looking back at him, I deliberately ease my legs apart…and wait. I hold my breath, praying he wouldn’t be turned off by what he sees. I am tempted to look when I hear something hitting the floor but continue to stare ahead…waiting. And, oh, is it worth the wait. A splendidly nude Lucian walks down the cement steps looking like a Greek God. The tattoo on his muscular chest ripples, and even better, his big cock is stiff and standing at attention. I am staring…I am drooling. I am in danger of falling into the water and dying a happy woman.

“My face is up here, baby.” As if he knows I am helpless to look away, he encircles the girth of his cock with his hand, stroking it up and down lightly. “See anything you like? I can’t help but notice where your interest is…focused.”

I literally choke on my own tongue, wheezing like someone with a bad case of asthma. “Uh…Hmm…Yeah…Okay.” He looks like he’s trying hard not to laugh as I mumble a bunch of unintelligible gibberish. So very cool, Lia. I’m blushing like a virgin faced with her first picture of a man’s penis. So much for looking seductive; that all went out the window when naked Lucian made an appearance.

Thankfully, he submerges himself in water, covering his luscious anatomy enough for me to regain my composure. Well, until he surfaces between my dangling legs, latching on to them. I squeal, thinking he’s going to pull me in. The water is only to his waist where I am sitting, but I’m not ready to try it out yet. Instead of pulling me in, his body pushes my legs further apart, opening my sex completely for his perusal. His hands wrap around my ass, sliding me closer to the edge, positioning me exactly as he wants me. When he is finished, there is no part of my pussy he can’t easily see or reach.

Lucian runs a finger down the center of my slit, causing my body to jerk. “So perfectly pink, wet and swollen for me baby. Want my tongue or finger first?”

I ‘m not sure if he’s really expecting an answer to his question, but I supply one anyway. “Could I…have both?” Oh, dear God, that question came out sounding like I was asking him for an apple pie with my McDonald’s combo.

I am really screwing this moment up. He slides the tip of his index finger inside me, saying, “Greedy, I like it. I’d love to give you both.” And boy, does he ever. As his dark head descends toward my throbbing clit, sucking it into his mouth, I feel the finger go in fully. He licks, sucks, and finger/tongue fucks me to three orgasms sitting on the side of the pool. My fingers gripping his hair are all that’s keeping me from collapsing backwards. The things he can do with his mouth are probably illegal in a handful of countries, and I love them all. When he finally lets me come up for air, I am boneless, ready to do nothing more than crawl into one of the lounge chairs behind me and go to sleep. Lucian, though, has other thoughts. “Time for a ride, baby. My dick has been punching a hole in this damn cement for thirty minutes; it needs something a little softer now.” My lips barely had time to form an O before he is pulling me off the side and impaling me onto his cock.

“Luc!” I moan as he slides home. “Feels so good, so good.” I feel the rough texture of the side of the pool dig into my back as he braces me against the pool. We both groan as I wrap my legs around his waist, pushing him deeper.

“Baby, fuck me, you feel good. So tight, sucking me dry.” His dirty sex-talk is enough to bring me to the brink. As he uses his hold on my hips to slam me up and down on his length, I lick his neck, biting the tip of his ear. I have never done anything like that before, but the shudder that runs through his body shows me he likes it. I bite the vein standing out in his neck, and his hips go into overdrive. I scream, falling headlong into my release and setting off a chain reaction within him.