Page 76 of Wild Thing
I wondered if she felt the same. We hadn’t said much to each other about what was going to happen once we both went back to our homes and our lives.
I was lost in my thoughts when I noticed someone entering the pool via the ladder. I pulled up.
I would recognize that body anywhere.
It was Dylan, wearing a tiny, pink string bikini.
Holy shit.
“Well, hello,” she purred as she lowered herself down the ladder and into the pool. “Imagine running into you here.”
I swam over to her, our bodies lightly touching. The memories from the night before came flooding back.
“Imagine that,” I replied, smiling. Wasting no time, I grabbed her by the waist, and pulled her into me. Any concern I had about being out in the open, disappeared as Dylan wrapped her legs around my waist.
“Someone might see.”
“There’s no one around," I replied.
The water enveloped us, cooling our heated skin. Her arms draped over my shoulders and her fingertips caressed the back of my hairline. My eyes drifted down to her beautiful, round tits.
Submerged in the water, I walked her towards the waterfall.
“Why aren’t you at the conference?”
“I’ve been. I only had to attend the morning session today.”
She adjusted her position slightly, grinding her hips into me in the process which sent thousands of pleasurable jolts to my dick.
“Last night was fun,” she said quietly, her eyes smoldering as the water lapped against our bodies. “Did you like it?”
"You know," I leaned in and lightly kissed her lips. "I fucking loved it."
She dropped her eyes to my mouth.“What is this Brax? What is happening between us?”
I ran my hand along the base of her spine. "Whatever we want."
She tickled the back of my neck with her long nails, causing my body to shudder. “This is wrong...”
She unhooked her arms from around my neck. Leaning back, with her legs wrapped around my waist, she stretched out, her torso sinking into the water as she dipped her head underneath.
Her tight and toned body laid out across the water, before she broke the surface, coming back up for air.
Slicking her hair back, water droplets ran down her face, dripping over her chin, and down over her busty chest.
I swallowed hard as my cock throbbed with need.
In silence, I walked us deeper into the pool, her body snaking around mine, as we continued to look at each other.
She studied my body, tracing her fingertips over my shoulders and down onto my chest. I studied her, studying me, committing her flawless facial features to memory.
“You’ve got so many new tattoos.”
We floated in silence while she looked at my artwork intently. Her gaze stopped on my upper left arm, where a heart was permanently inked. A blank banner was splashed across it.
“Why is this banner blank?”
“I'm waiting for the right name.”
