It doesn’t take him long, noticing me when he lifts his head to take a breath. He looks a little shocked to see me, but his shock is quickly replaced with pure delight as he swims forward until he’s able to stand on the pool floor. Our eyes lock as he walks forward, placing his hands on either side of me and effectively pinning me to the wall of the pool.
“What a pleasant surprise,” he says, leaning in to kiss me softly. “Sleep well?”
“Well, I didn’t fall asleep on my books, so that was a nice change from the rest of the week,” I tell him, only half-joking. “You?”
He shakes his head. “I’ve missed you.”
“I’m here,” I whisper, pushing his wet hair off his forehead before wrapping my arms around his neck. “I’ve always been here, I’ve just been busy.”
Between studying for mid-terms and work, not to mention Greyston’s job, our schedules just didn’t line up. We were lucky if we got a half hour together before I disappeared to my room for the night to hit the books.
Greyston sighs, one of his hands disappearing beneath the water and securing itself to my hip, his pinky twirling the tie that holds my bottoms together. “Me, too. If we didn’t live under the same roof, I’d be afraid you’d think I was avoiding you or flaking out on you after our date. It’s been torture not spending more time together.” He leans in and kisses my neck. “Not being able to kiss you as much as I’d like…” His fingers curl into the soft flesh on my hip. “Not being able to touch you as much as I’d like…”
There’s no holding back the moan that slips past my lips as I pull his face to mine and kiss him deeply. His hand releases my hip before slipping down my thigh slowly until he reaches my knee and pulls it up to his waist. I whimper against his lips when he pushes between my legs, and I tilt my hips forward, craving more.
Moments like this are why I feel waiting is an insane notion. It’s not that I don’t understand why we should. I get it. I do. But when he says the things he says and does the things he does…well, it’s really hard to stick to.
With a groan, Greyston stops kissing me and presses his forehead to mine. “While I would love to keep doing this, don’t we have to get you to work?”
Smirking, I shake my head and bring my other leg up around his waist, hooking my ankles behind his back. In this position, there’s no hiding just how turned on he’s become. “Nope.” I tighten my arms around his neck, displacing what little water is between us until our chests are pressed against each other. “I swapped my shift with Katie so we could spend the day together.”
His eyes brighten, the outer corners creasing when his smile reaches them. “Really?”
I shrug. “I figured we deserved an entire day to ourselves after our schedules kept us apart for the last few.”
Greyston exhales and tucks my hair behind my ear. “Always so considerate.” His fingers move through the length of my hair and back beneath the water, trailing down my arm and making me shiver. “So, what are we going to do today?”
Arching an eyebrow, I glance up toward the sky and hum. “Mmmm. I think what we’re doing right now is a good start.”
“You know,” Greyston says with a faint chuckle, “I’m starting to think you’re not nearly as innocent as you’ve led me to believe…” I regard him with confusion, and he continues. “You’re somewhat of a vixen.”
This makes me laugh, because I know that to be the farthest thing from the truth. “You have no one but yourself to blame,” I tell him, tightening my legs around him.
Something mischievous flashes in his eyes, and I shudder. “Is that a fact?”
Resolute, I nod. “Absolutely. If you weren’t so good at what you do, then I’d probably be able to stop thinking about wanting you all the time.”
His hands grip my ass, pulling me against him firmly until my eyes close, and I stifle a loud moan. “You know,” he says, his voice low and gravelly with lust, “I’ve imagined doing unspeakable things to you in this pool since the day I met you.”
I sigh. “Just one more thing we have in common, then,” I admit quietly, wiggling my hips against him in an effort to entice him to act on his fantasies. I’m shameless, I know.
“Unfortunately…” Disappointment floods my veins as I wait for him to continue, but he doesn’t have to.
“Hey!” Toby calls out, his feet slapping loudly across the stone tiles of the patio.
“Doesn’t anybody knock anymore?” I mutter under my breath.