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She tilted her face to his. “Do I?”
“Yes, you look heavenly,” he said, bending down and kissing her. “Do you wish to swim?”
She looked around. “You’re sure we’re alone?”
“Quite sure. My staff is housed elsewhere. You feel shy about swimming?”
She shook her head. “No, I feel shy about living out my fantasies. As you said earlier. This is a fantasy place.” She shrugged. “So it’s only natural that I should want…” She licked her lips, running out of words as his eyes clearly told her what he wanted to do to her.
“That you should want… what?” he asked.
“Want to live out my fantasies.”
“Why don’t you come here and tell me all about them,” he said, tugging her toward him, his hands slipping around her bottom, holding her tight against him.
The kiss was like coming home, like giving in to a treat she’d been promising herself all afternoon. And she relished every persuasive movement of his lips on hers, every sweep of his tongue against hers, and the feel of his body, ready for her, pressed against hers. Eventually, he pulled away, his hands still exploring her curves.
“Um,” she said, wrapping her hands around his neck and rolling onto her tiptoes to kiss him again. She couldn’t get enough. “That was nice.”
“So, tell me about those fantasies again?”
“Well, they do involve water.”
“Is that so?”
“Uh-huh,” she said, right before he began undressing her.
“Tell me about them,” he instructed in a gravelly voice.
“Well, growing up, my life was… confined. So I grabbed any opportunity to be… less confined.”
‘Go on,” he said, his hands under her clothes now.
“I went to a local open air swimming pool with a friend once. She went behind the changing rooms and made out with the hot boy I’d spent far too much time imagining kissing. It was the beginning of my fantasy about sex, water and hot boys.” She grinned.
“Hot boys?”
Sarah’s grin widened at his sudden flare of jealousy.
“Who are these hot boys?” he asked.
“They don’t exist. Well, only in my imagination,” she said, kissing him. “And you are far hotter than he ever was—in reality, or my imagination.”
His sensuous lips curved into a smile. “That is good. So, what did you fantasize about doing with your hot boy?”
“It’s rather what I imagined him doing to me.”
“And?”
“First, I imagined him taking my clothes off. Slowly. And kissing my skin until I shivered.” She raised her eyebrows in mock surprise. “A little like this actually.”
She turned around and pushed her hair aside so he could access the clasp at her neck and the zip below it. He unhooked it and pulled the zip down tantalisingly slowly. She could feel the rasp against her sensitive skin like his fingernail. She shivered.
“Are you cold?” he asked, as he turned her around.
She shook her head.
“Good, then you will not mind if I do this.”
