Chapter 37
Chapter Thirty-Seven
THEO
Renley’s eyes widen ever so slightly before she tries to remain calm.
She wanted to go there, so I’m going there.
Let’s see if she can hang.
“Skinny-dip? That’s the best you’ve got?” she asks and then reaches behind her and removes her top, keeping her body submerged under the water the entire time. She discards her top to the side and then takes off her bottoms as well.
When she’s done, she floats in front of me, the water so dark that I can’t see a goddamn thing.
“Your turn.” She nods at me. “You said to skinny-dip with you.”
That I did.
Keeping my eyes on her, I reach below the water and take off my swim trunks, tossing them to the side with her clothes.
“Happy?”
She shrugs as if she doesn’t care, but I can see just how pink her cheeks are. This girl, always trying to put on a facade. If she didn’t show me who she truly was every once in a while, I might be annoyed, but I like this playful side of her.
She swims by me and dives into the water, showing off her rear end right before popping up, but keeping her shoulders in line with the water.
“Do that on purpose?” I ask. “Trying to get me hard again?”
“Just enjoying the fresh pond.”
“Liar.”
She chuckles. “Truth or dare?”
“Truth.”
She rolls her eyes. “Of course, truth.” She gives it some thought and then she asks, “What’s your favorite body part of mine?”
“Fishing for compliments? Okay. Well, let’s see. I haven’t become well acquainted with many of your body parts, so this is difficult to answer. If you let me have a quick viewing right now, I might be able to.”
I head toward her, but she puts her hand out. “Nice try. Just answer the question.”
I rub my hand over my jaw. “Without the proper assessment, I’m going to have to say your right nipple.”
“My right nipple? You’re not going to say my eyes, my smile, my ass…you’re going to say my right nipple?”
“Yes, because it’s been the friendliest, always excited to see me.”
Her expression falls flat, causing me to laugh.
“Aren’t you classy.”
“They’re not making me a lord without reason.”
“You’re annoying.”
I smile at her. “So I’ve been told.” I swim around her and say, “Truth or dare?”
“Dare.”
I consider it for a moment, and then a wicked smile moves across my lips. “Stand up and face me.”
Her eyes narrow. It’s a simple dare, not much needs to be done, but knowing that she’s naked under that water, it’s going to give me exactly what I want.
A view of her.
When she doesn’t move right away, I say, “This is what you wanted, no rules. I’m just playing the game you manufactured.”
She wets her lips and then slowly stands.
I watch in fucking awe as the water sluices down her chest, over her round, pert breasts, peaking over her nipples, and then down her flat stomach right to her navel.
Jesus.
Christ.
My cock aches as I take her in.
Her sensual curves.
Her delicious tits.
Her delicate shoulders…
Fuck, I want my hands exploring all over her.
My eyes move up her body again, shocked that she’s still standing.
I assumed, given her hesitation, she’d stand and sit rather quickly, giving me barely a chance to look at her, but right now, she’s letting me eat her up with my devouring eyes.
And she likes it. I can see it in her expression, in those rosy cheeks.
She loves every second of this; she’s probably enjoying the knowledge that the longer she stands, the harder and harder I fucking get.
After a few more seconds, she lowers back into the water and smirks. “Was that satisfactory?”
I clear my throat, my mouth dry as a goddamn desert. “Very,” I squeak out.
“Good. It was my aim to please you…my lord.”
Oh shit.
Yup, I’m hard as fucking stone. Once again.
I’m never going to be able to look at a pond again without getting hard. She’s conditioning me to be infatuated with small bodies of water.
Now apparently pleased with herself, she floats on her back, her nipples like little pebbles poking out of the water. She moves about the water, coming dangerously close to me.
“What are you trying to do?” I ask.
“Just enjoying the water, Theo,” she answers and then asks, “Truth or dare?”
“Truth,” I say.
She rolls her eyes dramatically.
“If you could lick any one of my body parts right now, what would you lick?” Her head tilts to the side, slightly submerged underwater, but it doesn’t distract me from the glint in her eyes.
“I know what you want me to say.”
“Yeah, what do you think I want you to say?” she asks.
I scan her up and down. Her ability to keep her pelvis underwater while floating on her back is impressive.
“Your pussy, because I can tell that’s where you want my tongue the most, and fuck, do I want to bury my tongue in your pussy until you can’t fucking breathe anymore,” I answer as she continues to float on her back, gliding closer to me.
“But if I were to lick one part right now?” She swims just close enough for me to touch her, so I dance my fingers over her stomach, between her breasts, and then I circle one of her nipples.
She sucks in a sharp breath of air but remains on her back.
“I’d lick here. And then here. And then I’d circle all around here,” I say, playing with her nipple.
“I’d do it over and over and over again until you’re teetering on the edge.
Then I’d move down to your pussy, but I’d start with your nipple.
” And just because I know she’ll let me, I roll the nub between my fingers, causing her to gasp before I pull away.
She sits up now, her eyes wild with pleasure as she stares back at me.
Fuck, do I feel the same kind of need pulsing through me, but it’s actually all going right to my aching cock.
“Truth or dare?” I ask, my voice growing deeper, the humor of this game washing away with my answer.
“Truth,” she answers, surprising me.
I sink deeper into the water as I try to come up with something to ask her. “What position would you want me to bend you into the first time I sink myself inside you?”
Her teeth roll over the corner of her lip as her eyes remain on mine.
The energy between us grows, the tension stringing us together tightly, and she moves in closer to me until our knees are knocking.
She brings her hand to my chest, her fingers grazing over my pec, the touch so light that it almost doesn’t register, but because I’m so hot for her, so in need of her, it feels like she’s burning a figure eight over my skin.
“I wouldn’t care,” she answers. “As long as you fucked me hard and made me come, I’d take any position.”
“Do you think I could fuck you hard?” I ask.
“That’s two questions.”
“Just answer it,” I say, but she floats around me and whispers, “Truth or dare?”
Her hand glides over my chest, around my shoulder as I say, “Dare.”
I can almost feel her smile as she lines up right behind me, her hand sliding down to my hip. Her tits press against my back and her arm wraps around my stomach as she whispers into my ear, “I dare you to let me stroke you ten times.”
I swallow the lump forming in my throat as my legs practically shake with excitement underwater.
“Stroke me where?”
“You…know…where,” she says, pressing a kiss to my neck.
“Jesus, have at it, love,” I say while her hand glides down my stomach, right above my cock.
“You sure?”
“More than positive,” I answer, all my blood pooling between my goddamn legs.
“Good.” One hand slides over my stomach and the other grips my erection.
“Fuuuck,” I say, my stomach hollowing.
She starts at the base of my cock and gently, barely holding me, drags her hand up my length and then back down.
“One,” she says.
I won’t be able to take it if that’s the pressure she applies.
She repeats the movement.
“Two.”
Again.
“Three.”
And again.
“Four.”
I groan, needing her to do so much more.
“Harder,” I rasp.
But she doesn’t say anything. The pads of her fingers dip down and play with my balls, causing me to tense. She kisses my shoulder blade and then strokes me again, this time applying more pressure.
“Five.”
I take a deep breath, willing my racing heart to steady, but it’s impossible while we float in the water, her hand on my dick, pausing so goddamn long in between strokes.
After a few more seconds, she slides her hand over my length, squeezing just a touch harder, circling around the head, and then coming back to the base.
“Six.”
“Fucking hell,” I whisper, my hands dragging over my face, unable to do anything as she tortures me in the best way possible.
Releasing me, she moves toward my front and then presses her hand to my chest, moving me up against the embankment of the pond.
She presses her arms together, causing her tits to billow out of the water, giving me the most beautiful view as she reaches between my legs again and squeezes me fucking tight this time, then pumps my cock.
“Seven,” she says almost breathlessly. Then she pumps again. “Eight.”
And again.
“Nine.”
I’m fucking panting, my arms draped over the embankment, my entire body tingling, my orgasm starting to stack up and build.
Her eyes remain fixed on mine, her hand gripping me, tightening around me at the base, like a goddamn vise.
And slowly, so fucking slowly, she moves her palm up my length, squeezing so goddamn hard that a hiss escapes my lips.
When she reaches the head, she encircles it with her forefinger and thumb, twisting and smoothing, the sensation driving me fucking wild as I thrust into her hand, or attempt to.
“Fuck, Renley,” I whisper, wanting so much more.
Wanting her to fuck me.
But she doesn’t. Instead she rubs the head, over and over and over again until my stomach starts to knot and my legs begin to shake…
Don’t come, don’t fucking come, not like this.
But Jesus Christ…uhhhhh, fuuuuck.
I grit my teeth as she does one more pass and then brings her hand down my length and whispers, “Ten.”
Then she releases me and swims backward, a smile on her face.