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Chapter 43

CHAPTER 43

RYLEE

I t was surreal, the whole night. The playful fall into the pool, our impromptu skinny dipping in the moonlight, and the talk about decorating his house. It felt like a dream. A beautiful, nonsensical dream that I never wanted to wake up from. His eyes never left mine as we talked and laughed. A quiet serenity filling me from within. The conversation felt easy, natural like we had known each other for years. I loved that he wanted me to help him fill his house with furniture and make it a home. Part of me wanted to make it the best house ever so he wouldn't leave. I liked having him around.

His arms encircled my waist, pulling me closer till there was no space left between us. I could feel the rhythm of his heartbeat against mine.

"I really look forward to decorating your home," I said softly, my fingers tracing unseen patterns on his chest.

"I'm thinking we need to christen this place," he teased.

"Oh yeah?"

"Yes."

He tilted his head, dipping it lower to capture my lips. His kiss was gentle but full of longing and desire. My arms circled around his neck, pulling him closer as our bodies molded together. It was the most natural thing in the world, being with him like this.

He pulled away from the kiss and looked down at me, his eyes soft and warm. "How's right here? In the pool, under the stars?"

I grinned at him, thrilled at the idea. "Sounds perfect."

Time seemed to halt as we floated on the surface of the water, bodies intimately interwoven. His mouth moved down my jaw as he very slowly moved us toward the shallow end of the pool. His teeth and tongue grazed my skin, sending shivers down my spine. His hands trailed up my sides, finding the soft skin of my stomach, and then he paused. I nodded once. He helped me stand upright beside him as he stood, water pouring off his toned body. Then, in one smooth movement, he lifted me and sat me on the edge of the pool. My heart thumped wildly against my chest as he knelt in front of me. Without hesitation, his mouth found mine again as his hands slowly pushed up my hair to kiss along my neck.

"Simon," I breathed into the kiss.

He smelled of chlorine and the remnants of his cologne. His touch was electric, sending tingles down my spine and between my legs. The soft whimpers that escaped were lost among the nighttime sounds of crickets chirping, water dribbling from our bodies into the pool, and our heavy breathing. The cool air nipped at our exposed skin as we separated for a moment. His fingers danced down my stomach over to my core, dipping lower into the water as he reached under it to caress me there gently before slipping inside. Ripples moved beneath us as he fingered me slowly, teasingly.

I gasped at the sudden shock of sensation before wrapping my hands around his head and pulling him back to me in a deep kiss, moaning into it as his tongue delved inside too. I felt like I was on fire as he kissed me with his fingers working inside my body, stretching and teasing.

My hands moved to his shoulders, gripping them tightly as he continued to drive me wild. My breath hitched and I felt my body tightening around his fingers. "Lie back," he ordered.

I trusted him and did what he asked, carefully lying back onto the cement with my feet dangling in the water.

"That's it," he murmured. "Hot damn. You're fucking gorgeous."

I looked up at the stars and smiled. Simon gently pushed my legs open wider as he stood between them, the lower half of his body still in the pool. He slowly traced his fingers over my sensitive folds before lowering his mouth to me.

The sensation was intense, a firestorm of pleasure as his lips and tongue moved against me. His name slipped from my lips in a breathless whisper, the syllables lost in the quiet of the night. He responded with renewed fervor, his movements growing more assertive. I felt my body react to him, building toward a peak that I knew would leave me shattered.

"Simon." I choked out his name again. My fingers clung to his shoulders, knuckles white as he continued. He didn't respond this time. He was too absorbed by what he was doing to say anything. This time felt different. Wild. Primal. Maybe it was the fact we were outside underneath the dark sky or maybe it was just the fact I felt a deeper connection to him. Whatever the case, I wanted to stay right here in the ecstasy he created forever.

The world started spinning as my climax approached, my heart pounding in my chest like a wild animal. The feeling grew stronger and stronger still until it crashed over me like an enormous wave. I cried out, my body shaking from the force of it. All the while Simon was there, guiding me through it with soft murmurs and gentle touches. His hands moved to my waist and over my breasts, gently massaging as my body trembled with the aftershocks. A brief moment of shyness washed over me as his gaze raked over my naked body, but it quickly vanished when his eyes met mine. They held a desire so raw and evident that it made me shiver.

"Rylee," he whispered, his hands sliding down my sides and settling on my hips. I could feel him hard and ready against my leg.

I slowly pushed myself onto my elbows and wrapped my arms around him. Simon pressed his lips to mine once again, the kiss filled with a promise of what was to come. He reached down between us, his fingers running along my inner thigh before he gripped himself. With one swift move, he pushed into me.

A gasp left my lips at the feeling of him filling me. There was something incredibly intimate in sharing this moment under the starlit sky, our bodies entwined at the edge of the pool.

The sensation was more than I could bear but it was incredibly satisfying. I gripped him tighter as he began to move, setting a slow rhythm that had me moaning in ecstasy. His lips found mine again in a heated kiss, drowning out any coherent thought I might have had. The sound of the water lapping against the edge of the pool mingled with our short gasps and moans.

"Dammit," he murmured. "I can't get enough of you. Why? Why am I so addicted to you?"

I could barely form coherent thoughts. His hands were firm and sure on my hips as he guided me to meet his movements. I ran my fingers through his hair, pulling him down for a searing kiss that stole the remaining breath from my lungs.

"Simon," I managed to breath out between kisses. "I feel the same."

The words hung in the air between us. His eyes locked onto mine with such intensity that everything else faded into insignificance. I couldn't look away if I tried. His gaze bored into mine as he stilled inside me.

"Why?" he asked again, his voice barely above a whisper.

"I don't know," I admitted truthfully. "But I don't want to fight it."

His eyes searched mine for a long moment before he nodded, seeming to find whatever it was he was looking for. He resumed his movements with a newfound urgency, his hips meeting mine with enough force to slide me back several inches. His fingers dug into my skin as I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him deeper inside. Pleasure radiated from our joined bodies, sending shivers of anticipation down my spine.

Our kisses grew more desperate, more eager. The taste of his lips was intoxicating, the feel of his body against mine dizzying. I clung to him as if he were my lifeline as he drove me toward another peak.

"Simon." I gasped as the pleasure began to build again, even more potent than before.

"Rylee," he murmured, pressing a kiss to the corner of my mouth. "I want you to come with me."

My breath hitched at his words. My body tightened around him in response, and I knew I was close. Simon moved with purpose now, his thrusts quickening as he sought our release.

The world seemed to melt away until nothing existed beyond our entwined bodies. His mouth found mine again, our ragged breaths mingling as he quickened his pace, each thrust hitting a place deep inside me that sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through my veins.

"Simon, I'm close."

"So am I," he growled back, the sound vibrating through his entire body and into mine. He tangled his fingers in my hair and tugged gently, tilting my head back to expose the curve of my neck to his lips.

He moved one hand from my waist down to where we were joined, his thumb finding that sensitive spot just above where he filled me. As he caressed it in time with his forceful thrusts, it pushed me over the edge. My climax hit like a storm at sea, waves of pleasure crashing over me with such force that I could do nothing but hold on to Simon as my body shook. I cried out, losing myself in the moment.

Simon followed right after, pressing against me harder as he grunted out my name. His body went taut as pulse after pulse wracked through him, his warmth flooding inside me. He buried his face in the crook of my neck, his ragged breaths hot against my skin.

We rode out the afterglow of our shared climax. His hand trailed up and down my spine in slow, soothing strokes. I shivered at the sensation, pulling him closer still.

"Rylee," he murmured, his voice just a husky whisper against my ear. His breath tickled my skin and sent shivers racing down my spine.

"Simon," I breathed back, running my fingers lazily through his hair. "Ow."

"Ow?" he asked, pulling back.

"This cement isn't exactly smooth." I giggled.

"Oh shit," he said. "Your ass is probably raw."

He carefully pulled out of me and eased me up from the hard cement edge of the pool. His arms wrapped around my waist, holding me close as he stepped back into the cool water. The sudden change in temperature made me gasp, but it was soon forgotten under his heated gaze.

"Better?" he asked, a hint of amusement coloring his voice.

"Much better," I replied with a smile, relishing the feel of him against me. It felt like the most natural thing in the world. His chest was firm and warm. For a moment, just like this, we swayed in the water rhythmically as if dancing to a song only we could hear.

"We should probably get out and dry off before we completely shrivel up," he joked.

"We probably should," I agreed but made no move to extricate myself from his comforting hold. Simon chuckled at my reluctance and gently kissed my forehead.

"I'll make us another drink and see what I can scrounge up in the fridge," he said. "You'll stay the night, right?"

"That sounds perfect," I replied with a smile, tightening my grip around him.

We finally decided to get out of the pool. Simon was the first to move. He untangled himself from me and climbed out of the pool. Water dripped down his toned body as he extended a hand toward me. Accepting his help, I climbed out as well, and we both stood there shivering slightly as cool air hit our bare skin.

"Let's get inside," Simon said, wrapping an arm around me for warmth. I nodded and leaned into him as we made our way back into the house.

"Please tell me you have towels." I laughed.

"That's one of the few things I do have."

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