He grinned. “Give it your best shot, kid.”
I reached for his shirt, and he helped me slide it off and toss it to the side. I stared at him for a moment, taking in his incredible body. I kissed him once on his lips and said, “Close your eyes.”
He gave me a funny look but let his eyes flutter gently shut. My hands reached out delicately, so ready to feel his warm skin. I leaned in, breathing in his delicious scent, and rested my head on his chest, pressing my lips softly to his skin. “Mmmm. You taste good,” I breathed, tickling his chest.
I traced my fingers down his chest, taking the time to touch every crevice. They reached his pants, and I kissed his lips delicately. He kissed me back, soft and sensual in his demeanor. I shivered as he wrapped his strong arms around me, rubbing small circles on my bare shoulders. I slid a finger along the base of his stomach, teasing the skin just above his pants.
He pulled away from a long kiss, letting out a deep breath. His eyes closed and he leaned his forehead against mine. "I want more," he whispered, his voice pleading.
I kissed him again, unbuttoned his pants, and reached in to slide my hand along his cotton boxers. The nerves along my spine sparked to life as I felt him hard against my hand.
I felt anxious because his length and size was more than I had anticipated. Taking a deep, unsure breath, I slithered my hand into his underwear. I bit my lip as I felt the warm, tender skin of his cock beneath my fingertips. His body shuddered as I wrapped my hand around him. His hands tightened their grip on my body, and I loved the way his jaw clenched tightly. I moved up and down, slowly at first, exploring and discovering him. I began to move faster, and he let out a low sound.
I kissed him, and he was ready for my mouth, taking it over with a rough, deep one. He rocked his hips against my hands, thrusting with my movements. His body was still trembling as he grabbed my hand and stopped my movements.
"Was that okay?" I asked him, worried I had done something unpleasant.
He smiled at me with dancing eyes and said, "That was incredible." I smiled, relieved, and he said, "I need to cool off."
Blake looked at me with a mischievous grin and scooped me up into his arms. I struggled, and through a fit of giggles, I protested, "Put me down!"
Blake carried me out of the living room, through the house, and out the back door. I looked at the glittering swimming pool and yelled, "No, Blake, stop!"
Despite my struggles, he walked into the deep end of the pool, taking me into the water with him. I swam out of his arms as the ice cold water rushed around me. I shot out of the water, inhaling the fresh afternoon air greedily. Blake popped out of the water a second later, a wild look in his eyes.
"I hate you," I said with a laugh, splashing him with the icy cold water before I swam to the ladder. I was almost out of the pool when Blake's hands grabbed my waist. I looked back at him as he tried to pull me back into the pool. He tugged harder, and I tumbled backwards into the water. After resurfacing, I wiped the wet, matted hair from my face and said, "Why did you do that?"
He pulled me towards him with a grin, and I let him pull me into his embrace. "I want you to swim with me," he murmured.
"But it's cold!" I interjected, whining.
"Then let me warm you up," he whispered sensually before pressing his lips to mine.
He backed me up to the edge of the pool, pressing me into the wall as he closed the distance between our bodies. I wrapped my legs around him, and he pressed against my loins. He massaged my breasts as he ground against me, his mouth moist and warm against my ice cold lips. I pushed my hips harder against him as he sucked lightly on my bottom lip. We were lost in each other for a long time, our mouths and hands continuously touching and exploring.
When Blake finally pulled away, he said, "I remember my first day here, when I saw you in that little bikini." He smiled as he remembered and pressed emphatically against me as he said, "God, I wanted you so badly."
I stared into his eyes, dark and tempting, and I knew there was no going back. I leaned into him and whispered, “Take me inside.”
He nodded and scooped me up out of the water. We walked into the house separately, and I noticed how cold and empty my body was without his. “I’m going to go get a towel,” I called over my shoulder.
In the bathroom, I peeled off my water-soaked pants, heavy from our swim. I slid my panties off, too. I was toweling my naked body when I noticed a shadow in the doorway. Blake watched me intently, his gaze glued to my body, roaming. I dropped the towel and stood before him, letting him take in my full nude form.
Blake stepped into the bathroom. “You are so beautiful.”