Four Week Fiance(24)

“Join me in the lake,” he said, his right hand reaching up to caress my right breast. His fingers were cold against my skin and I shivered slightly as he grabbed my breast and rubbed his palm against my nipple. I moaned involuntarily and he grunted, squeezing my breast even more tightly and pinching my nipple before stepping back and releasing his hold on me. “Join me in the lake. You can leave on your panties or take them off,” he said gruffly. “Whichever one you decide will let me know what you want to do next.”

“What about Barbie?” I said breathlessly.

“What about Troy?” he said and raised an eyebrow before shrugging and walking back into the lake slowly and confidently. I stood there for about ten seconds before I pulled my panties down and followed him into the water. It was freezing cold against my body and I yelped as I surged down into the water, letting it cover me completely, so that I could get acclimated to the cold water quicker. I felt his strong hands grabbing me and pulling me out of the water and his face looked down at me with a stern look.

“What are you doing, Mila?” he said with a frown as he held me.

“I was just getting my body adjusted to the temperature,” I said, glaring at him and then gasping as I felt his fingers sliding down my waist and in between my legs, rubbing me gently in my most private of spots.

“What are you doing?” I gasped, pushing against his shoulders as my breasts brushed against his chest.

“Checking to see if you were wearing any underwear,” he said, his fingers still lingering between my legs and rubbing on my clit.

“Well, you know the answer now,” I said, feeling turned on as I grabbed his arm and pulled it back.

“Yes, I do,” he said as he finally removed his fingers and then grabbed me around the waist and pulled me closer to him, so that my body was now pushed up against his as the water splashed over us.

“So now what?” I said, my voice squeaking as I felt his hardness moving against my stomach. I wasn’t even sure how he was still hard as I thought men grew flaccid in cold water.

“Now you tell me that you want me more than you want Troy,” he said, his hands falling to my ass and squeezing.

“No, you tell me you want me more than you want Barbie,” I said and I felt myself losing my balance and moving my legs up around his waist.

“Was there any ever any doubt?” he said as he bent down to kiss me. “Right now, I want to fuck you more than I’ve ever wanted to fuck anyone else before.”





Chapter Twelve

TJ

Damn! I knew from the look on Mila’s face that she didn’t appreciate my last words. She didn’t want to hear how badly I wanted to fuck her. She didn’t want to hear how her bud had quivered against my fingers as I’d rubbed her. How I’d felt her releasing her juices against me even though we were in the water. Her breasts felt soft and hard as they pressed into my chest and her legs were wrapped around me tightly as if she were scared she was going to drown. Fuck. How badly I just wanted to drive my hardness into her and make her mine. It would be so easy. I was so close to her opening and she was ready for me. I could feel it in the way her pussy had been pulsing as I’d rubbed her clit. She wanted me inside of her, even if she didn’t know it. One shift of my body to the right, one movement of her right leg up just a little higher, and I’d be inside of her, making her mine.

But I knew that now was not the time to be playing with fire. Everything was too complicated. I needed to play it cool. Especially as Cody was here. He was going to be trouble and I didn’t know what to do. He was my best friend, but even his wishes couldn’t stop me from doing what I was going to do.

“TJ.” Mila gasped against my mouth as her lips kissed me back hesitantly. I could tell that she didn’t really know what was going on but that she was willing to give me whatever I wanted.

“Mila,” I said, teasing her and tugging on her lower lip with my teeth. She moaned and shifted her position against me and I could feel my cock twitching to be inside of her. My hand moved up to her breasts and squeezed gently, my fingers rubbing against her cold and hard nipples, doing things that I wanted my lips to be doing.

“Oh TJ,” she cried out and pulled away from me, her eyes wide with passion and shock.

“Sorry, I got a bit carried away,” I said, treading water next to her, my body missing the closeness of hers in the cold water.

“You seem to be doing a lot of that today,” she said, her lips still slightly parted. My cock grew harder as I thought about her sucking me and taking me deep into her mouth. I looked away from her mouth then. I wasn’t sure I’d be able to resist fucking her if I continued thinking about her moans and her groans as I fucked her into oblivion.

“I’m going for a swim,” she said, her eyes looking slightly anxious as I stared at her. She could probably see in my face that I was feeling confused. Maybe I even looked gruff. Maybe I was scaring her, looking like some wolf in the night that wanted to eat her. She drifted onto her back and floated away from me. I watched as her breasts glistened through the water. She looked like a nymph that was tempting me. Staring at her made me think of Shakespeare and poetry. The moon made her body glow enticingly and I could feel myself stilling as I watched her. She was such a work of art, a beauty to behold that was both innocent and tempting at the same time.

“Above the lake a mist was lifting; through milky clouds across the sky, the ruddy mood was softly drifting, when water drew the friar’s eye.” I whispered the words to Alexander Pushkin’s poem, The Water-Nymph to myself as I watched her, moving in the water. I felt surprisingly at ease, as if the moment were magical. And then something inside me stirred; my loins grew tense and aching. The wolf was awakened. And I was ready to take what was mine.

I paused then, trying to think about more than just my carnal thoughts. I felt more for her than just sex. I could feel it in my bones, in the way my heart raced as I gazed at her graceful movements in the water. I found myself staring at her face as she stopped floating and started treading water to me. I immediately swam over to her, my strokes fast as I ached to get to her quickly.

“Enjoy your swim?” I said lightly, stopping a couple of inches away from her. Though I wanted to touch her, I didn’t want her to think I was all about sex. I wanted her to like me for me. I wanted her to want me, not just because I was attractive and rich. And I wanted her to know that my interest in her wasn’t just about sex—even though I wanted to fuck her into oblivion. Things were going to get complicated and I didn’t want the start of everything to be ruled by our sexual attraction to each other.

“The water feels good.” She nodded, her eyes gazing into mine wonderingly. She looked disappointed, and I had to hide a smile. She wanted me to move closer to her and take her into my arms. I knew it as well as I knew that my name was TJ Walker.

“It’s not too cold tonight.” I nodded and tried to ignore the slight parting of her lips. Her eyes looked huge in her face as she stared at me and her blond hair was slicked back.

“Do you want to race?” she asked me finally, and I laughed.

“You know I always beat you. Are you sure you want to go down that road again?”

“You don’t always beat me.” She glared at me and her expression reminded me of when she was a child and got annoyed when Cody or I teased her, which we had done a lot.

“I don’t think you’ve ever won any race that we’ve been in,” I said and raised an eyebrow at her. I found myself moving closer to her as I just couldn’t stop myself.

“Whatever,” she said, her breathing slightly faster as our bodies lightly touched. “I’ll beat you now.”

“Where do you want to race to?” I said, never one to turn down a challenge when pressed.

“We’ll race out to that buoy.” She nodded her head to a lighted buoy in the far distance. “And then back to shore.”

“You really want to take on that distance?” I asked her in surprise. By my calculations it would be at least half a mile there and back to shore.

“Yeah, you got a problem with that?” she said, her brown eyes glittering at me, as if to say, don’t call me out for your problems.

“Nope,” I said, ignoring the desire to kiss her. “Let’s do it.”

“Okay,” she said. “On your mark, get set, go.” She screamed and I felt a huge splash of water in my face as she swam off, kicking through the water with all of her might.

I swam behind her at a leisurely pace. I knew I could beat her, but I wasn’t swimming to win. I wanted to make sure that she didn’t get a cramp in the water or run into trouble. That was more important to me than winning the race. I picked up my pace slightly when I realized that she was still going strong as she made it to the buoy in what I thought must have been record time. I felt a wave of appreciation for her and I was impressed at how quickly she was swimming. Mila was really in this race to win it. I picked up my pace slightly as she did a flip and started swimming back towards the shore.

“Sucker.” She grinned as she saw me still swimming to the buoy and I was just about to answer when she put her head back down so she could front crawl as quickly as possible back to shore. I laughed as I flipped and I started to do the breaststroke as I made my way back. I could keep my head above water and continue to watch her as I swam. I found myself catching up to her quickly and I knew I could either let her win or take over. A part of me wanted to win so that I could watch her huffing and puffing and fuming about how I’d cheated, but I didn’t. It didn’t feel important to win this. Not now. Not with everything I had planned. I’d be winning plenty pretty soon. I might as well give her this. I slowed down my pace and watched as she made it to the shore and jumped up in excitement, a huge smile on her face as she jumped up and down. My loins froze and my cock swelled as I watched her breasts bouncing up and down. Damn, she was sexy.