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I'm ensnared by the contradiction, caught between safety and danger, between the urge to surrender and the warning pulse in my chest. Kenric's touch, his dark gaze, every rough caress and gentle worship, leaves me trembling in a space where fear and desire melt together. The world outside the pool fades, and all I see is him and the way his mouth kisses my pussy, the way his tongue swirled and presses hard against my clit until I cum again.

Kenric rose a little, water streamed from his shoulders like liquid armor, his presence loomed above me like a promise anda threat, all at once. Kenric’s hands found my waist, anchoring me as though I might drift away. He leaned up and pressed his forehead to mine, breath mingling with mine, and I felt the thrum of his heartbeat through our closeness.

"Let me show you," he murmured, voice low and steady, "what it means to be saved." I can hear the emotion and longing in his voice as I slowly nod my head agreeing without words.

Fuck it! What do I actually have to lose in this?I thought as I sense the gravity of what I’m agreeing to. The edge between pleasure and peril narrows, yet I choose not to step back. Instead, I reach for him, letting my fingers trace the line of his jaw, memorizing the heat of his skin. I want to believe that there’s sanctuary in the madness, that being with Kenric will rewrite every rule I’ve known.

“I want to feel you inside of me.” I said above a soft whisper.

“I know, come here.” He tapped his stomach; my eyes widened in shock as a giggle slipped through my lips.

“You want me to jump on you from here?” I cocked my head to the side as he moved a couple of inches back in the pool.

“If you want this dick,” He pulled his trunks all the way down. I watched them float in the water then focused back on him. “You’ll come get it.” He grinned.

“Come on violin beauty, come get this dick.” His voice was low laced with challenge.

My breath caught, it wasn’t the words. It was the way he said it, like he already knew I wanted to and would. I also didn’t miss him pretending that I had all the power when we both knew it was him that controlled this moment and every other moment after this. I did want his dick, and all of it stuffed deep inside of me. But there was also this deep aching need to feel him, feel his dark soul tangled up with mine.

I pushed my butt off the concrete and got in the water, letting it carry me closer. Kenric had this commanding stillnessattached to him. He was a storm on mute, always concealing the pain that was rooted deep inside of him. I eyed all of his tattoos along with the hard lines of his chest, the water lapped at his hip. But it was his eyes that always got me.

Dark, daring, and bottomless. Under that, I saw loneliness.

“You only let people near when it’s on your terms, Kenric.”

His gaze narrowed, as my legs brushed against his. Heat radiated from his body.

“I want you, so I’ve been let you near… it’s not on my terms like I want it to be little owl. You’re hot and cold. You love to pretend like I don’t affect you, yet you got in this pool to claim the first thing you fell in love with…”

I watched his tongue dart out from left to right along his bottom lip.

“And that is?”

“This dick.” He pulled me against his body. “You’ll fall in love with me later.”

He grabbed me by the ass, on cue my arms went around his neck, I lifted a leg and wrapped it slightly around his ass as my other leg floated off the pool tile. He looked down between us gripping his dick in his hand, nastily, he rubbed it down my slit before pushing inside me. I moaned against his chest then wrapped both legs around him as he spread my ass cheeks apart for leverage.

Kenric pushed so far inside of me stretching me along the way until my clit grinded along the skin of his pelvis. My nerves were on fire, my entire body felt sensitive as his pelvis rubbed against my clit while he offered deadly strokes to my contracting pussy.

One callous hand wrapped around my throat; his fingernails felt like Josie’s claws digging into the sides of my neck.

“Can I own you baby?” He pulled back then seconds later slammed all the way back inside.

“Let me worship you, save you, while I obsess over you and this tight ass pussy, over and over until the next fuckin lifetime.”

I moaned; my eyes filled to the brim with tears as the water danced violently around us. This man could tell me that he was getting ready to ruin my life more than what it was, and I would scream at the top of my lungs to ruin it.

“Talk to me, little owl…tell me that I own you.”

He pulled his dick back until the crown of it rested at the beginning of my tunnel.

“You own me, Kenric.”

I moaned desperately as I spread my legs wider around him, wanting him to push all the way back in.

“I know, little owl…I fuckin’ know it.” He leaned in and kissed my tears away.

He pushed back inside of me like moving liquid then rocked into me while he kissed me passionately. He whispered all kinds of things against my lips; his words fell down my throat and connected with my soul as he hit my spot over and over.