“Well, it’s not words that I’m looking for.”
Wow. I let the possibility of this spin out in my mind. I’m not a virgin, but I haven’t been with anyone since I graduated—unless you count my vibrator. I look at James out of the corner of my eye. Let’s be honest, there’s not a lot I wouldn’t do just to have the chance to see him naked. Getting caught would be bad. Very bad. But is it worth the risk?
I sink back down into the water, and James cleans the pool. We don’t say anything, instead taking turns looking at each other, occasionally locking eyes. It doesn’t take long for James to finish skimming, and shortly after that, he puts in the little robot that roves the bottom of the pool sucking up gunk. He grabs the test box and the skimmer and goes into the pool shed. I glance at the house to make sure my mother isn’t peeking through the windows, and realize I’ve made my decision.
I don’t bother with a towel, instead going straight into the pool shed, closing the door behind me. James turns from where he was putting away the equipment. “You followed me,” he says.
“Yes,” I murmur, taking a step toward him.
“This is not a good idea,” he warns, taking a step toward me.
“No, it’s not.” Now we’re face to face, inches apart.
“Thankfully I’m not known for my good decisions,” he says, and then he kisses me.
Oh god. The kiss slams through my body and it’s all consuming. It feels like my entire body has been asleep and suddenly decided to wake up. James’s hand runs down my back and the sensation sinks into my spine. His tongue plunges into my mouth and I gasp, sending mine right back. He’s not close enough to me. I wrap my arms around his neck, pressing my body against his and feeling his erection hard and ready.
I weave my hands into his hair and feel him groan more than I hear it, the vibrations skimming through my mouth. I feel his fingers at my neck working at the knot of my halter, and I freeze. “Wait.”
Catching my breath, I pull away from him. I don’t like stopping, but I need to be sure. “If we get caught, you’re definitely going to get fired. You’ll actually be lucky if you get fired. My father will kill you.”
“Then I guess we shouldn’t get caught,” he says, with a smile as dirty as the devil on his lips.
“I just want you to be sure.”
With one fluid motion, he takes his shirt off. My heart skips a beat as I see the dips and planes of a body that is cut. Gardening has been good to him. “Believe me, I’m sure.”
“Well then.” I clear my throat. “I guess I won’t be needing this.” I reach up and untie my halter, letting the fabric fall away from my breasts. I hear James suck in a breath as I untie the back and toss the top aside. The way he’s looking at me now, I don’t know if I’ve ever felt sexier or more powerful. “Show me some of those things you imagined.”
James reaches out, skimming around my breasts and taking them in his hands. Goosebumps rise on my skin as he touches me, and I want more. My body is still damp from the pool and because I’m cold his hands feel like sweet, sweet fire. He takes my nipples between his fingers, rolling them and squeezing. The sensation makes me gasp, lines of heat running straight to my pussy, which is soaking through my bathing suit. He pinches harder, the small bite of pain waking up all my nerves, and then he pulls. He draws me forward by my breasts until there’s no more space between us.
He’s taking his time and playing, still pinching and squeezing, now leaning his head down and putting his mouth on me. His tongue rasps over my nipple, teasing me before he sucks my breast deep into his mouth. I let my head fall back, groaning as I imagine that he’s sucking on other parts of me. He releases me, leaning forward to lick the skin between my breasts. “Your nipples are darker than I thought they would be,” he says.
“Oh?” I can’t manage more than the single syllable.
“And just as sensitive as I hoped.” He takes my other nipple in his mouth and as I moan again, I realize that I’ve never felt like this. We’re not even to the sex yet and it’s the best sex I’ve ever had.
I explore his chest and abs with my hands. His skin is firm and warm and I would love to take the time to trace every line of his body, but I’m not going to be able to wait that long. I drop to my knees and I’m working on his belt before I’m even on the ground. I pull down his jeans and his cock is straining against his underwear. Even masked by the fabric I can tell that he’s huge, and I’m sure that what I’m about to see will match his body in its perfection. I press my mouth against his length, licking him through the cloth, and from above I hear James curse.