Saxon's Soul (Haven, Texas 5)

Fuck. He made a good point. She didn’t want to hold them back or let them down. She glanced down at the dark water. She still wasn’t sure.

“Aspen, place the monitor next to the pool then strip down and sit on the side of the pool.”

“Strip down?” she squeaked.

“You can’t go swimming in your clothes.”

“But I don’t have a swim suit.”

“You’ve got a bra and panties on, don’t you? That’s the same as wearing a bikini.”

Not exactly.

“Unless you’re not wearing panties,” he said in a low, seductive voice. “That could be interesting.”

She glared at him. “I’m wearing panties.” She still hesitated. “You’ll teach me to swim?”

“I will. We might have to adjust our lesson times for when I’m at the club, but I’m going to have you in the pool each day.”

Somehow when he said that, it sounded almost dirty. Naughty. Her mouth went dry. She could do this. For her boys. She started to strip, blushing bright red when she was left wearing just a pair of white cotton panties and a bra.

“We have got to have a talk about lingerie.”

She snorted. “Why would I care what my underwear looks like? I’m the only one that ever sees it.” Until now.

Her blush deepened.

“It’s not just about who sees it, but how it makes you feel.”

She shrugged that off. Lingerie didn’t exactly factor into her budget. It was a want not a need, and she’d never really been that interested in lacy undergarments.

“Come, sit on the side, dangle your legs in the water.”

She looked from him to the water.

“Aspen, I know you’re not used to trusting other people, but can you trust me e

nough to know I won’t let anything happen to you?”

“I know you won’t.” Everything he’d done so far had been with her protection in mind. Even his threats to spank her. Well, mostly anyway.

“Then come here.”

She moved to the edge of the pool and slid down onto the rough tile, dipping her legs into the cool water. God, that felt so nice. The evening was hot and humid, and she longed to get in.

“Feels good, huh?” he asked with some amusement. “Going to feel even better in a moment. I’m going to pull you into the water.” He put his hands around her waist and she tensed. It might have seemed appealing while she sat there safely on the side of the pool but getting in there was another story entirely.

“Easy, I’m not going to let you sink,” he told her in a coaxing voice. “I promise, you’re safe with me.” He drew her in, his voice almost hypnotic as he spoke. She wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist, clinging to him tightly.

“Well, if I’d known a swimming lesson was all that was needed to get you this close to me I would have done this the day you moved in,” he told her.

She loosened her hold, aware she was being an idiot. He was standing about chest height in the water, that meant she could probably touch the bottom on tip toe and not drown since the top of her head reached his shoulders.

“We’re just going to move slowly around, get you relaxed and used to the water.” He walked with her wrapped around him. It was an interesting, sensual mix. The coldness of the water against her flushed skin and the heat burning from the inside out.

“I’m going to turn you around now and float you on your back.”

She tensed. “What? No.”