Princess Next Door(17)
“Is this something to do with your family?”
“Nah, just … pools.” She leaned forward, and he watched as she began to swim, moving from one end of the pool to the other.
It wasn’t a large pool, not like a proper full length, but it was a nice size to stretch out, or take a short swim.
Moving toward the edge, he stretched his arms out and simply watched her. She floated on her back, staring up at the sky. Treading water, he moved toward her side and placed a hand on her stomach.
She jerked up but didn’t push him away. Her head turned toward him.
“Have you changed your mind?” He ran his thumb back and forth over her stomach.
“Yes and no. I’ve not changed my mind.”
“Tell me your thoughts.”
“I’ve felt guilty for putting you in this position. I shouldn’t have, and I’m really sorry.”
He smiled. “You don’t have to apologize.”
“Do you want to?”
Staring into her blue eyes, he nodded. “Yes. I want to.” He took her hand and placed it over his dick, which was already rock-hard. “This is what you do to me, even when you’re driving me crazy. I want you. That’s never going to stop.”
She slowly rubbed him through his pants, and he closed his eyes, enjoying her touch. Her feet touched the pool bottom, and she stood, staring at him. “I don’t know what I’m doing. I don’t believe that our houses are connected, and I have no intention of telling you that I love you any time soon.”
“I don’t either.”
“I’ve never had sex before. I’ve never done anything but touch myself, and even as I’m sharing this with you, I’m feeling crazy because I don’t know why, but I feel safe with you. Is that normal?”
“Define normal for me.”
“I knew there was a big reason why I liked you.”
He rested his hands on her hips, and neither of them spoke for several seconds. Her gaze kept going to his lips then back again. “Do you want me to kiss you?” he asked.
“All I can think about is that kiss.”
“Close your eyes.”
She did as he asked, and he stared at her. He didn’t know if their little house rumor was true. He only knew his own feelings when it came to this woman, and how much he wanted her. He’d never known anything like it before in his life. It was like a consuming need.
His thoughts were dominated by her. He constantly wanted to know if she was okay, if she was happy. She’d gotten under his skin, and now he couldn’t seem to shake her, not even when he was writing, which always took him away from his troubles, and yet this seemed to only give him trouble.
Pressing his lips against hers, he squeezed her hips, knowing that small touch wasn’t enough. His cock thickened even more, pressing against the front of his black briefs, demanding attention. He ignored it, focusing on the woman in his arms.
As he slid his tongue across her mouth, she opened up, and he plundered inside. At the same time, he began to move her backwards until they were at the wall.
Moving his hands from her hips, he slowly stroked her body, moving up as if to cup her tits, but then gliding down to rest on her thighs.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, holding him close.
Running his fingers in a pattern, he caressed up until he cupped her large tits. Her nipples were already rock-hard as they pressed against his palm.
He rubbed them in a circle before cupping them even more.
She pulled away, breaking from their kiss first.
With her gaze still on him, she slid each strap of her bathing suit down until it fell to the surface, exposing her large breasts.
She had tiny, red-tipped nipples, begging to be sucked.
Leaning forward, unable to resist, he lifted up her breast and sucked on one nipple before moving to her other. Having two tits to choose from, he alternated between the left and right.
Pressing her tits together, he laved each bud with his tongue, loving her moans as he did.
Finally, releasing her tits, he pushed her suit down even more before it hit the floor of the pool.
Sinking under the water, he picked up her swimsuit and placed it on the edge of the pool before claiming another kiss.
He removed his boxer briefs, holding them up for her to see and placing them on top of her bathing suit.
Naked.
Princess didn’t try to cover up. She stared at him, and he gripped her hip, pulling her against him. Her gaze widened when she felt his cock.
“I’m not going to fuck you or make love to you today. You’re going to get used to seeing me like this, and I’m going to enjoy watching you naked. I made lasagna. Will you stay for dinner?”
“You made dinner?”
He smiled seeing her little blush. She wrapped her arms around his neck.
“I have a great deal of skills, baby. Just let me know which one you’d like to see me show off.”
“Why don’t you show me all of them?” She raised her brow, and he found it so cute when she did that.
“Whatever you wish.”
He slid his hand around to cup her ass, but he didn’t stop there, moving around to cup her mound. She had a small dusting of hair, and he slipped a finger through her slit. Even with the water all around them, he could tell that she was aroused, her cream coating his finger.