Below us, the city sparkles like a bunch of tiny, scattered diamonds flickering in the evening sky. Steam rises from the empty pool, the water glowing a gentle turquoise, casting an enchanted-looking light across our faces. Right now, it’s just us, existing in a world of our own.
I dip a toe in first, heat climbing up my leg.
“It’s warm,” I say, grinning over my shoulder at Hudson. He’s watching me with that look; the one that makes my stomach twist and my heart race. The city sparkles below, the pool empty and inviting, and suddenly, I want more than just to swim. I want to do something reckless, something I’ll remember when I go back to being locked away behind gates and rules.
Impulsively, I glance at Hudson, then down at my boring black swimsuit.
“Let’s skinny-dip,” I blurt out.
He blinks, startled. “Are you serious?”
I nod. “Yes. I want to feel free. Just for tonight.”
For a second, I think he’s going to say no. Then he grins, wicked and wolfish.
“After you.”
My fingers fumble with the straps, for once not caring who sees. I slip my suit off and sink under the water naked, gasping at the heat, every nerve singing with boldness. When I resurface, Hudson is looking back at me with half-lidded eyes, full of desire. Without another word, he peels off his trunks and joins me. Seeing him like this—all hard muscle and glistening skin—sends a hot pulse of need straight to my core.
The water hides us, but not completely. We swim, splash, laugh like little kids, but every brush of skin is electric. He chases me, catches me, and hauls me to his chest. My bare chest presses against his, and the feel of skin on skin makes me dizzy. His hands linger, bolder now, sliding down my back, until he’s gripping my hips, making me feel wanted.
He pushes a wet strand of hair from my face, his thumb grazing my cheek.
I force myself to look up. “I want you, Hudson. I want you to be my first.”
He kisses me; hungry, desperate, claiming. His hands roam everywhere, cupping my breasts, sliding down to my ass, pulling me closer until there’s nothing but heat, skin, and wanting. He lifts me, pins me against the edge, and my legs wrap around his waist, the friction making me gasp. I can feel his cock, thick and hard, pressing against my belly. I shift, bolder than I’ve ever been, lining him up with my slick folds. Slowly, I rock my hips so the length of him drags over my clit. The sensation is electric. Every nerve ending is alive as I grind against him, greedy for more, shuddering as the head of his cock glides back and forth along my most sensitive spot.
He groans, eyes squeezing shut like he’s in pain and heaven all at the same time. “Wait…wait. Ivory, if we start, I won’t be able to stop. And I don’t want your first time to be out here, not like this. You deserve better, something special.”
I wrap myself around him, “Don’t stop. Please, Hudson.”
“I’ll make you come, but we’re not having sex for the first time in some hotel pool.”
“Okay.”
His hand finds me under the water, fingers stroking. He finds my sweet spot, making tiny circles. I moan his name, loving the sound of it echoing off the water.
“That’s it, baby,” he whispers against my neck. “Let go. I’ve got you.”
He adds a finger, working me, until my whole world is nothing but pure pleasure. It doesn’t take much until I’m coming undone in his arms, clutching on to him as my orgasm hits, leaving my whole body shuddering under his touch.
My body feels electric, like I’m glowing from the inside out. Hudson makes me feel brave and beautiful in ways I’ve never felt before. It’s intoxicating. Tonight, I belong to him, and it’s everything.
Still shaking from my release, I slide my hand down his body until I find him, still hard and thick. I want to return the favor like I did this morning. I want to make him come apart the way I just did; to feel him push inside me and make us one.
But when my hand closes over him, he catches my wrist, stopping me. His eyes are dark, burning with need and something deeper, softer.
“No, Ivory. I said, not like this,” he says, voice thick. “You’re not going to be a quick fuck in a pool. I want you in my bed, where I can take my time with you. I want your first time to be right. To be something you remember and never regret.”
I want to argue, to tell him it’s fine and that I don’t care. But there’s so much feeling in his voice, so much promise.
All I can do is nod, tears stinging my eyes. No one’s ever made me feel like I was worth waiting for.
He kisses me, slow and deep, as if he’s sealing a promise.
“Come on, let’s get you warm,” he murmurs, gathering me up and carrying me from the water.
We wrap ourselves in towels, laughing softly at a joke Hudson makes, trying to lighten the mood. All the while, my body is humming, my heart wide open. I know everything is about to change, and I know without a doubt, Hudson is the one I want to share this moment with. He makes me feel things I’ve never felt before. That I’m worthy of being wanted by someone, and not just for transactional purposes.
