Page 101 of The Pakhan’s Accidental Bride

She slides into the water with a soft sigh, and I follow. The pool is the perfect temperature, warm enough to relax but not so hot it's uncomfortable. I swim over to her, backing her against the tiled wall.

"You really do have a thing for pools," she says, wrapping her arms around my neck.

"I have a thing for you in my pools." I lift her easily, positioning her so her legs wrap around my waist. The head of my cock brushes against her entrance, and she gasps.

I grip her ass with both hands, kneading the soft flesh. She's so fucking perfect, all curves and smooth skin. I can feel her nipples hard against my chest, her breasts pressed tight against me.

I push into her slowly, watching her face as I fill her. Her eyes flutter closed and her mouth falls open in a silent moan. She's tight and wet and so goddamn hot I have to grit my teeth to keep from coming immediately.

"Look at me," I command.

Her eyes open, hazy with pleasure. I start to move, thrusting up into her while the water laps around us. Each stroke makes her gasp, makes her nails dig into my shoulders. I love the way she feels, the way she responds to me. No hesitation, no holding back. Just pure, raw need.

"You feel so good," she breathes. "So deep."

"That's because you were made for me." I increase my pace, driving into her harder. The water splashes around us, creating waves that rock against the sides of the pool. "Say it."

"I was made for you," she repeats, her voice breaking on the last word as I hit a spot that makes her whole body shudder.

I fuck her relentlessly, using the water's buoyancy to lift her and drop her onto my cock over and over. Her breasts bounce with each thrust, water droplets clinging to her skin. She's so beautiful like this, completely lost in pleasure. Completely mine.

When she comes, she cries out my name, and I follow her over the edge, burying myself deep as I empty inside her. The orgasm rips through me, intense and overwhelming.

We stay like that for a long moment, both of us breathing hard, our bodies still joined. Finally, I ease out of her and set her back on her feet. She sways slightly, and I steady her with a hand on her hip.

"You okay?"

"More than okay." She grins up at me, looking satisfied and relaxed. "But I'm starting to think you might be part fish with how much you like water."

I laugh, the sound echoing off the tiled walls. "Maybe I am."

She swims away from me, doing a lazy backstroke across the pool. I watch her, admiring the way her body moves through the water. After a few minutes, she climbs out and reaches for her bra and panties, pulling them on while water drips down her skin.

I get out too, grabbing my boxer briefs and sliding them on. They cling to my wet skin, outlining every inch of my still half-hard cock. Kiera's eyes drop to my crotch, and I see her swallow hard.

"Hot tub?" I suggest, nodding toward the bubbling water.

"Sure."

We climb into the hot tub, and the jets immediately start massaging my sore muscles. I sink down onto one of the built-in seats with a groan of relief. Kiera settles next to me, close enough that our thighs touch.

"This is nice," she says, tilting her head back and closing her eyes.

"It is." I watch her for a moment, taking in the peaceful expression on her face. She looks content. Happy, even.

We sit in comfortable silence for a while, the only sound the bubbling of the jets and the occasional splash of water. The heat seeps into my bones, relaxing muscles I didn't even realize were tense.

Then Kiera shifts, moving to straddle my lap. Her wet panties press against my cock, and I'm instantly hard again.

"Round two?" she asks, her voice low and teasing.

"Greedy."

"Your fault for being so good at this." She grinds against me, and I groan.

I hook my fingers in the sides of her panties and pull them aside, not bothering to take them off completely. My cock springs free from my boxer briefs, and I position myself at her entrance.

"Ride me," I say.