“I promise, my mistress.” He took back his hand, as he moved it to the back of my neck. His nose was trailing up my cheek lightly, making me shiver as his breath slid over my skin, coating it in his scent of mint and sin. His face trailed down to my neck like he had all the time in the world, and I let out a whine. He squeezed at the back of my neck, reminding me he knew what he was doing and to enjoy it. It was a wicked kind of torture to be touched but not firmly, to have his lips graze over my skin, but not press into me.
I wiggled at the attention, getting antsy and hot at the same time. He grabbed the hair at the base of my skull and pulled on it slowly, tilting my head up while his lips traveled up my neck. I couldn’t help it anymore and I pressed into his lips, needing more friction, needing more pressure to ease the rapidly rising need inside me.
He chuckled, a dark and villainous sound. “Are you wrapped up that tightly, my mistress? Do you need to feel pressure now?”
“Yes.” I groaned. “I need… something now.”
His roguish fingers trailed up my thigh, keeping my neck bent in one hand while the other quickly found my pleasure point and rubbed fast and slow circles. I cried out, bending back and gripping the stone ledge underneath me. I felt his hand tighten his grip on my hair, keeping my head backwards as my body moved in time with his fingers. My nipples hit his chest in the most intoxicating way, rubbing against him with every large intake of breath and then submerging back into the heated water with every exhale.
He was looking down at me, watching me like he was memorizing every twitch, every move I made, searing it into his brain in order to learn as much as he could about my pleasure. He finally plunged two fingers into my channel, keeping his thumb on my clit as he pumped in time with his rubbing. My mouth went open in a silent scream. His eyes took on a brighter green shade as the light from the sconces reflected off his hungry gaze.
“Yes, my mistress, give it all to me. Give me every cry, every scream, every shudder. I want it all. I demand it all.” His hands worked faster as he attacked my neck, biting and sucking a trail that made my legs quake. I didn’t want it to stop, this overwhelming intake of him owning my body, stringing it along to the tune of his choosing. It was easy to get lost in it all, to let him take over, but something inside of me snapped.
A monster all her own awoke, and I yanked my head out of his grip, his eyes widened in shock, my legs pushing off of the ledge so hard that I tackled Zayden into the depth of the pool, wrapping my legs around him in a vice grip as I fused my lips to his while under water, slashing my tongue into his mouth and stealing his breath from him. I wanted it all. He may have wanted my pleasure, my desire, my lust, but I want his life.
It surprised me he didn’t fight me, he just let me do what I wanted, how I wanted. I took, and I took until soon, the air bubbles from his nose were far and few between and I knew I had to make a decision. I dragged him up with me to the surface, and as soon as we broke through, he gasped for air, sucking down as much as he could. Smiling, I grabbed his arms and moved him to the ledge.
“Holy hell, Em-” He couldn’t finish his sentence because I was done playing his games. He had his fucking turn, his time to do things his way. Now I wanted mine. I wrapped my hand around his cock, feeling it already hard as a rock, as his body shook when I pumped my hand up and down.
His head fell back and his eyes rolled into the back of his head as he let me play with him. I squeezed hard, and I moved up and down, finding where he liked it the tightest, and I smirked. I get now why he likes to watch, why he wanted to try things on me and see how I reacted. It was fun.
I swam forward, my knees landing on either side of him as I positioned myself on top of him. The top half of my body was out of the water, making my skin pebble at the breeze cooling off my sensitive skin. I took my other hand and fisted his hair like he did mine. His cock throbbed in my hand, and I looked down at him with a toothy smile of my own.
I don’t know what overcame me, or why the words came out of my mouth, but I called out in a rough voice, “You’re mine now.” Then I slammed myself down onto him, spearing myself with his silky, long cock. His eyes flew open at my words, but before he could even form a word, we moaned together at his entry. Our moans bounced around the bathhouse, echoing back to us, intensifying the experience.
He suddenly croaked out, “Fuck! It’s better than I imagined.” His eyes looked up at me like I was a goddess among them. I could feel his fingers wanting to grab my body, but he hovered, enjoying each roll of my hips as we got used to each other.
I pushed forward for a kiss, devouring him, tasting him with all that I had before I took this to a much faster level, one where kissing was not possible. As I broke us apart, he kissed between my breasts, pinching each nipple as he whispered lovingly, “You're so fucking beautiful. So perfect. You are this dark monster I never want to be free off.”
His touches were making me crazy. I couldn’t take it anymore and I slapped my hands to his shoulders, digging my fingers into him so hard they were going to leave bruises. “I’m not done yet, pet.” I pushed up from his shoulders and slammed back into him, repeating the motion furiously as I was starting to make waves in the pool. My tits bouncing up and down in front of his face as I lifted and fell.
“Fuck. Fuck, yes. Oh, please fuck me, mistress.” His cries of pleasure and pain were like music to my ears and had me keeping a vigorous pace. My thighs were burning from the workout, and the water sloshed around as we fucked like bunnies.
His hand gripped my hips as he pushed up to meet me, fucking me back, and I liked it. I liked how we both wanted each other so much we had to both take a little control. Soon, I felt my body wind up tight, getting ready to burst. As my head fell and my back bent, I screamed as my orgasm crashed through me, making my body explode in bliss.
As soon as my pussy clamped down on him, he roared out his release, gripping my hips like he wanted to stay fused like that forever.
I slumped onto him as he slumped against the wall, both of us breathing like we sprinted for our lives. A smile curved up my lips against his shoulder as I felt all the tension and worry leave my body. I felt empty and full in the best of ways. He kissed my hair, breathing in deep as if he was savoring the moment.
I felt his arms tentatively wrap around my shoulders, keeping me against him as he hugged me. “That was amazing, my gem. There is no way we could’ve gone backwards after that.”
I nodded against him, realizing the truth to his words. “But I don’t regret it.” And I didn’t. Even if this all went to shit in the end, at least I will get to keep this one special moment. This moment in time where everything was calm, everyone was happy, and everything felt good.
He squeezed me, peppering my shoulder and neck with kisses at my admission. I let out a small giggle, and he gasped as he pulled me away to look at me. “Did I hear the almighty and powerful assassin just giggle?”
I gave him my best straight face as my lips turned down. “No, you didn’t.”
He eyes me up and down, heat rising in them up as he lifted his hands and cupped my breasts, “I think you did. And you can’t take it away from my ears. It has burned into my memory for all time.”
I moaned again as he rocked up into me, tugging at my nipples at the right moments to work me back up. I grabbed his face and kissed him hard. “One more time and then we have to go. Can you do it fast, my pet?”
He ran his hands up and down my body, humming in agreement, “Yes. Whatever my mistress requires.”
We went another round, fucking fast and hard, as we knew we had little time left. Once we were done, we both got out of the pool and dried off. He tried to get me to fuck him against the wall, but I told him we didn’t have time. We needed to get up to the room or else the others would be looking for us.
“Let them look.” He cried as I walked out into the cool air, completely dressed as I was drying off my hair.
“No.” I replied as I kept walking.
