“Thanks for all you do for him. I think your love is mutual,” he joked.
That evening was warm, and Aaron sat outside and went through some paperwork. He fetched a bottle of wine from the cellar and opened it. Jodie came downstairs in her robe, intending to swim.
“Have you got one of those for me?” she asked.
“Sorry. I only got one glass. I'll get you one,” he said. “There,” he said when he came back.
“I see you have already forgotten what you said to me all those weeks ago,” she said.
“Sorry, but I don't quite follow.”
“You only got one glass. You could have gotten two and invited me.”
“Oh, sorry. Yes, I could have. How thoughtless.”
“Stop treading on eggshells. You're not that kind of man.”
“I'm frightened you will leave again if I do anything to—”
“Upset me?”
“Yes.”
“I've been thinking about it. You shocked me. But now I'm used to the idea, and I can tell you meant it. It wasn't just that you wanted to get in my panties. You really do respect me. If you didn't, you wouldn't be able to behave as well as you have the last couple of weeks.”
“What are you saying?” he asked.
“I'm saying I would be open to something more...er...I mean, if you still want me, I would like to explore how that would be.”
“So you’re saying you would like to get to know me better.”
She smiled. “Yes. In a sexual partner kind of way.”
“What has changed you mind?”
“Time, not being rushed. You. You are a wonderful man. Okay, you haven't got a clue about women, but you are nonetheless a lovely guy.”
“I don't suppose you are going to swim this evening?”
“I might.”
“Maybe we can swim together?”
“I'd like that.”
In the pool, it was Jodie that pulled Aaron to her. He was still in shock from her sudden change of heart, and he was still wary.
“Kiss me,” she said. He kissed her, and he loved the softness of her lips. Her breasts touched his chest, and they were firm, her nipples already hard.
As they kissed, she let her hand slip under the water and felt for his manhood. “Wow. That's quite some surprise,” she said when she felt him. She slid her hand inside his shorts and held him. Slowly, she began to rub up and down his length.
“Oh God,” he moaned. He'd waited for this for so long. He'd thought it would never happen, and now that it was happening, he loved it. He let her play with him; he was enjoying it too much to stop her. She too didn't want to stop. As her hand explored him, she felt a whole range of sensations: his hard shaft and the softness of his balls, their coarseness and the way he shivered at her touch.
“Take me to the shallow end and have your way with me,” she whispered.
He swam and pulled her with him, and when they could stand up, he stopped and pulled off her top.
She put her hands on his smooth chest and felt his tight muscles. Again she felt between his legs, driving him crazy with lust for her. Unable to wait any longer, he spun her around and pushed her against the side of the pool. Her thin swim bottoms offered no resistance as he ripped them from her. When his hand rubbed over her under the water, she moaned and thrust herself against his hand.
“Do it,” she moaned. “Take me.”
He pulled her hips to him, placed himself where he wanted to be, and thrust into her with the force of a man who'd been waiting too long. Inside her, he stopped and kissed her neck, savoring the smell of her skin and the way her hair brushed his cheek. The water rippled as he started to move.
All the confusion that had played in Jodie's mind in previous months had disappeared, and she knew, more than ever before, what she wanted. She wanted this man. She wanted him to love her with all the intensity and desire he was now showing. The feeling of him inside her was the most intense sexual feeling she had ever had, and she wanted it to last the rest of her life.
He was thrusting hard now. She could feel his hot breath against her back as he clung to her. One hand held her hip as the other caressed her belly, pushing against the pressure that was building up in her. As soon as his hand slipped between her legs, she cried out at the intense feeling that shot through her. His fingers were playing with her most sensitive part, and she couldn't hold on any longer.
“Jesus,” she hissed as every muscle in her body tightened.
“You’re so sexy,” he muttered as he fought to control his breathing. She rolled her head violently as waves of pleasure rocked through her. He stopped and held her tightly to him as she shook. When she was still, he began to thrust again. His eyes devoured her as she felt him slapping against her, the strength of him taking her breath away. He rammed harder and harder until she came again, this time taking him with her. When she felt his desire seep into her, she was overwhelmed and couldn't stop the wave of emotion that engulfed her, sending tears rolling down her cheeks.
“Okay?” he asked as he clasped her to him.
“Never better,” she gasped.