It’s dark, which is comforting.I’m thankful that he doesn’t make a move to turn on any of the lights.He slips into the pool and disappears under the surface.With trembling hands, I slowly unbutton my shorts and slide them down my legs, jerking at the cool air on my exposed skin.
I’m a shaking mess as I remove the rest of my clothes.I edge closer to the side of the pool and inch my way into the water, hissing at the coolness, although it is warmer than I expected.
Zayden takes a breath as he emerges, facing me, a smile on his face.‘Night swims are the best.’
‘Can’t say I do it very often,’ I reply, moving my hands through the water.
‘You’re missing out.’
‘So it seems.’
Tantalisingly slow, he treads water closer to me and my back hits the edge of the pool.His arms move to either side of me, caging me in.I feel the heat from his skin as he stands over the top of me.His eyes rake across my face, drifting slowly down my neck, landing on my breasts.
‘I haven’t stopped thinking about this beautiful body of yours since the moment I saw it in my bathroom,’ he murmurs, and goosebumps erupt across my skin.‘I hope that’s okay for me to say.’
My heart is thundering, and I try to stay calm as I meet his eyes.‘Definitely okay to say.’
‘We didn’t exactly discuss the rules of this fake relationship,’ he says slowly.‘I’d like to clarify what I can and can’t do, because I really want to fucking touch you.’
Oh sweet heaven.
‘I think that it would be okay, if you did,’ I murmur softly.‘Hands-on research for my next novel.’
‘Where do you want me to touch you?’he asks.My eyes widen impossibly more.‘If you can’t use your words, show me.’
Rolling my lips inwards, I slowly raise my hands, running my fingers across the hard muscles of his bicep.He shivers slightly at my touch, encouraging me to keep going.Grabbing his hands, I move them so that they enclose my breasts.He exhales, gripping them, eliciting a moan from me.
‘Just as good as I expected,’ he groans.His finger skates over my piercing and I gasp at the feel of it.‘It’s so fucking sexy that you have these.So unexpected.’
‘It was a dare,’ I whisper.‘Scored a hundred bucks from it.’
‘Amazing,’ he breathes.
Massaging my boobs, he takes his time, feeling and cupping them.I’m breathing heavily – embarrassingly so – but I have no control over it.
‘Anywhere else?’he questions.
My lips part, and we stare at each other for a long moment.
Then, I move his hand down my stomach, around the back of me.His fingers bite into the soft skin of my ass, and I love the way it feels.
‘Damn,’ he murmurs, squeezing it.‘More than a handful.’
I release a quiet laugh.‘You can say that again.’
Suddenly, he hoists me up and my legs automatically wrap around his waist, water splashing up our chests.
‘Anywhere else,Vixen?’he whispers, and heat ebbs through me at the use of my pseudonym.It sounds utterly intoxicating coming from his lips.Like a secret only the two of us know.
‘Maybe here,Biker Boy?’I ask, moving his hand to the front of me and between my thighs.Zayden’s fingers ghost across my skin and slip across my entrance.He groans softly and my hips buck when he presses against my clit.
‘I sure do like you calling me that,’ he grunts.
Moving my mouth to his ear, I run my tongue across his earlobe.‘Biker Boy.’
Groaning again, he pushes a finger into me and I gasp at the sensation.He pushes it in deep, curling it so that it hits a spot I didn’t even know existed.A moan leaves me and I tilt my head back, leaning heavily against the tiled edge.He moves his finger expertly in and out of me, and my legs tighten.
He lifts me upwards and sits me on the edge of the pool.He parts my legs and dives towards me, sliding a tongue right down the centre of me.
