Just For You, Sir (Doms of Decadence 1)

“Yes,” he agreed, trying to calm his racing heart. “Let’s take this inside.”

He kept a firm hold on her hand as he led her into his house, as if he were afraid she might just disappear. She paused in the foyer to remove her shoes.

“Don’t worry about your shoes, love,” he told her.

Shrugging, she pushed them to the side. “Does anyone else live here?”

He shook his head. “I have a housekeeper, but she lives offsite. Robert, my handyman, lives above the garage. Sometimes Holly stays, but not very often.”

“So this whole house is for you?”

“Yep, house, grounds, pool.”

“Oh… you have a pool.”

He heard the longing in her voice. “Come,” he commanded, pulling her through the large living area to the French doors that led out to the pool. Switching on the outdoor lights, he turned to face her.

Jacey’s face was filled with longing as she stared at the crystal waters. It was definitely a warm enough night for a swim.

“Let’s go for a swim.” He was already stripping off his shirt.

She shook her head. “I don’t have a bathing suit.”

“You have a bra and panties, same thing.” And she would have to stay here until they dried.

She watched him, seemingly riveted as he stripped down to his underwear. He was gratified by the way her eyes widened, her breathing quickening as she took note of his erection pressing against his underwear. Derrick let her look for a long moment before turning and diving into the pool. Maybe the water would help cool his raging libido.

Then again, maybe not. He watched as Jacey stripped. Pulling off her pink shirt, she folded it neatly. She hesitated a moment then quickly stripped off her jeans.

My God, she’s beautiful. She crouched down in her underwear, sitting on the side of the pool with her legs dangling in.

“Come in, or are you chicken,” he called out.

Wrinkling her nose at him, she pushed off, letting herself fully submerge in the water. Coming up, she pushed her hair back off her face, a huge grin forming.

“This feels so good.”

Derrick dove beneath the water, and grabbing her, threw her into the air toward the middle of the pool. With a squeal she landed with a splash, and came up coughing.

“You rat! You’re going to pay for that.”

They played for a while, something Derrick hadn’t done for years. Finally, he grabbed hold of her, pulling her toward the shallow end of the pool. He pinned her between his body and the side of the pool. Capturing her wrists with one hand, he grinned.

“Got you now.”

She wiggled playfully.

“Are you going to surrender?”

“Never!” she told him, with a wide grin.

“A dare.” He used his free hand to tickle her under her arms.

“No, no, no,” she squealed, laughing as she attempted to twist away.

“Do you surrender?”

“No!”