Chapter 39
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R egent was debating whether to go into the changing room again and call this off when she appeared, blushing, a towel wrapped around her.
He stepped toward her. She had nothing to be embarrassed or worried about. He was sure of that.
Fuck Crane for making her think she had anything to be ashamed of.
Regent wanted to go to her, strip off the towel, and worship every inch of her body with his tongue. Instead, he held out his hand, thinking that it might be better if she came to him.
Thankfully, she didn’t keep him waiting. She walked over to him, taking his hand and letting him draw her against him. Regent wrapped his arms around her.
“Such a brave girl,” he whispered, repeating his words from earlier. When she’d walked in, she’d looked stressed and uncomfortable. But the moment he praised her, he felt her body relax and a smile lit up her face.
He knew she liked being praised. He’d heap all the praise she could take on her if it made her look that happy.
“Ready to go swimming?” he asked.
She stared up at him. “Yes.”
Regent brushed back her hair. Then he kissed her forehead before stepping back so he could undo her towel and draw it away from her.
She was wearing a two-piece that fit her like a glove. It was black and white. The top half lifted her breasts up, pressing them together. And the bottoms came part way up her stomach, with a wide band of white at the top.
“You look incredible, baby.”
“You like it? It has a bit of a sixties feel to it. I kind of like that.”
“Perfect choice.” Taking her hand, he led her down the stairs, into the pool. He watched her closely, not wanting her to slip.
Even though she’d told him that she had completely recovered from her illness, he knew that she was still weak.
And she occasionally had temperature spikes that he wanted to monitor.
“All right, baby? Not too cold?” he asked as they headed farther out into the water. He’d grabbed some pool toys, including a floating device that she could hold onto if she grew tired. It was also big enough for her to float on if she needed to.
There was also a blow-up ring and a large flamingo, which Maxim had bought him for Christmas last year.
Why, he had no idea. But the kids enjoyed playing on it.
“If you want to go swimming, you can,” she said. “I’m happy down in the shallow end.”
“Wrap your arms around my neck,” he ordered. “I’ll take you farther out.”
She ended up with her arms and legs wrapped around him, which suited him just fine. He couldn’t resist kissing her lightly as he moved farther into the water.
“How are your floating skills?” he asked. He wanted to assess how well she could swim.
“Not too bad, I think.”
“Let’s put you on your back. Don’t worry, I won’t let you drown.”
“I know you won’t.”
He hovered as she moved onto her back. Her bottom started sinking and he saw the panic filling her face.
“Easy, baby,” he said, placing a hand under her head. “You’re all right. I’m here. Just push your bottom up. That’s it. I’ve got you. You won’t go under.”
Her floating was a bit shaky. She could do a decent freestyle, but her backstroke was terrible. She definitely needed some lessons. Which he’d be providing since no one else was allowed to see her in a bathing suit.
Finally, he drew her up onto the flotation device, holding her there with his hands on her hips. He was standing waist-deep, which put him at eye-level with her.
“You need a few more lessons, sweet girl.”
“I know.” She pouted. “I thought it might be like riding a bike. That it would all come back to me.”
“It will, with some lessons. Until you have them, though, you’re forbidden from coming in here without me.”
She let out a huge gasp that had her entire body rocking backward. Thankfully, he was holding on to her, or she likely would have fallen into the water.
“Careful,” he warned.
“Forbidden?”
“Forbidden,” he said firmly.
“I still don’t like that word.”
“You don’t have to like it to obey.”
“I see the dark king is back.”
“Baby, the dark king never left. He just softens his edges around you.”
“This is you being soft?”
“Hmm. Maybe soft isn’t the right word to use.”
Jilly had to grin at his disgruntlement. Seemed she’d found a word he didn’t particularly like.
“Are you soft right now? That would be disappointing.” She moved her foot to his dick, running her toes along the very stiff shaft. “Oh, this doesn’t feel soft. Good to know the cool water doesn’t make things . . . shrink.”
“Brat,” he groaned before tugging her closer. She managed to part her legs without wobbling too much before he slid between them. She placed her hands on his shoulders.
“I want your assurances that you won’t come in here without me.”
Sure, he could be arrogant and demanding. But she could also see a glint of worry in his eyes.
“I won’t. I promise.”
“That’s my girl. You’ve been such a good girl, I think you deserve a reward.”
A reward? Hmm, she liked the sound of that. She perked up, peering down at him. “Like what?”
“Are you cold?”
Jilly shook her head. She was mostly dry now and it was warm in here.
“Sure?” he asked.
“I’m sure.”
“Then I want you to lie back.”
Lie back? On this flimsy board? All right, it wasn’t that flimsy and it could clearly take her weight, but still, she wasn’t that sure.
“Trust me.”
Well, she could hardly say no, now, could she? Or he might think she didn’t trust him.
So she lay back on the board, staring up at the night sky through the skylights.
Regent spun her around so he was standing to her right. Reaching down, he cupped her chin. “We’re going to have some fun. If at any time, you get scared or uncomfortable, say your safeword.”
A shiver ran through her. What did he have planned?
“Sure you’re not cold?” he demanded.
“I’m sure. That was more . . . anticipation.”
Satisfaction filled his face. “Good.” He cupped her breast and she gasped at the feeling of his large, powerful hand lightly squeezing her.
“I’ve been dying to see these. To play with them. Kiss them,” he murmured. “Put your hands above your head and keep them there.”
She raised them without a word and he smiled. “I’m so pleased with how obedient you’re being. My good, precious girl.”
Jeez.
A part of her wondered if it was possible to come just from his words alone.
If anyone could do it by just talking to her, it would be this man.
He kissed her. His lips were cool, but there was nothing cold about the way he kissed her. Or the fire he ignited inside her.
It burned hot.
Moving his mouth down her body, he reached her breasts. By then, her breathing had grown faster and her hands were around the edge of the floating device, holding on for dear life.
Pulling the cup of her bikini top down, he wrapped his mouth around her nipple. The contrast of heat against her cool nipple had her crying out and arching up. Then she squealed, thinking she would slip off.
But she should’ve known better. Regent had a firm hold of her and she’d barely moved at all. His tongue lapped at her nipple before sucking on it again.
“Please, please,” she begged.
“What do you want, baby?” he asked in a low voice.
“To come. Please, I want to come.”
“Hmm, not yet, baby. You’ve got to wait until you’re given permission.”
“I’ve never done that before. What if I can’t?” She wailed.
“You can. I’ll help you.”
He would?
But wait . . . wasn’t he also the one torturing her?
Oh, this was confusing as heck.
He spun her around so he could access her other breast, giving it the same treatment.
She was starting to realize how convenient it was for him to have her lying on that device in the pool.
His hand slid down her stomach and until he cupped her mound.
Oh God.
“Regent!”
“Yes, baby?”
“I really need to come.”
“My poor girl, so needy. So hot.” He pushed the bikini bottoms to one side and slid a finger along her lips. “So wet.”
Oh God, she could feel how wet she was. It was kind of embarrassing.
But she didn’t have time to worry about that as he pushed two fingers deep inside her.
“Regent!”
“Shh, baby. I’m going to take care of you. All you need to do is have some patience.”
That could be a problem. Because she was pretty certain that she didn’t have any patience left.
She watched with wide eyes as he removed his fingers from her pussy and slid them into his mouth and sucked them.
Lord.
Lowell hadn’t liked going down on her. Which, in the end, had been a relief because she was certain he would have found something about her to criticize.
“Delicious,” he told her.
“Really?”
“Have you ever known me to lie to you?”
Well. She guessed not. He kept plenty of secrets from her, but she didn’t think he’d ever lied to her.
“No,” Jilly said.
“Then why would you doubt me now?”
“I don’t want to. I guess it’s just hard to believe that I could be delicious.”
“All of you is delicious. Beyond beautiful. So fucking sexy.”
He turned her again so he was standing between her spread legs. Her feet and calves were in the water, her knees bent over the edge of the floating board.
“I’m going to shift you down so your hips are at the edge,” he told her.
Before she could get nervous, he had her in position and was grabbing her bikini bottoms.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“Removing these.”
“You can’t!”
“I can’t?” he drawled.
Crap. Had she forgotten who she was dealing with? He could do whatever he wanted.
When she didn’t answer, he slowly drew her bottoms down. She was rocked slightly, but it didn’t take him long to take them off completely and then she was nearly naked, totally at his mercy.
Her heart raced as he pushed her legs back, staring down at her.
“So fucking beautiful and all fucking mine.”
Before she could say anything, his mouth was between her legs, his tongue lapping at her pussy.
Cries of pleasure fell from her lips, filling the room as he played with her clit and thrust two fingers deep inside her.
Then she felt herself moving again. He walked them out farther into the water until he stood chest-high.
“Keep your legs pushed back,” he ordered. “Do not move.”
Was he trying to kill her? Don’t move? How did he think that was going to be possible?
Both of his hands wrapped around her hips, holding her steady as he slid his tongue through her slick lips. Then he moved his tongue lower, pressing it inside her.
“Oh. Ohh,” she groaned. She’d never felt anything like this.
She’d thought that nothing would beat her trusty vibrator. Lowell certainly never had.
But Regent Malone was proving with just his tongue that he was far better than any vibrator.
“Please, please,” she cried.
He moved his mouth away from her pussy, but that wasn’t what she wanted and she groaned in protest.
“Please what, sweet baby?” he murmured.
“Please let me come.”
“Oh, I don’t think you’re quite there yet. Remember to wait for permission or you will be punished.” He returned his mouth to her pussy.
And she couldn’t help but wonder if it would be worth the punishment to be able to just let herself go and come.
“Please, more,” she begged. “I need to come so badly.”
“Not yet,” he told her. “You come when I say.”
Yes, that part she understood. What she didn’t understand was why he was being so mean and not letting her come whenever she wanted.
One hand left her hip, and suddenly, he was pushing two fingers inside her. She needed more, though.
She wanted him.
“I want you. Please come inside me. Please.”
But he didn’t move his mouth from her pussy. He kept driving her higher and higher until she could barely breathe anymore.
Crap! She knew she wasn’t going to be able to stop herself.
“Come for me, sweet baby. Come now,” he ordered.
Her orgasm washed through her. It started off slow and sweet, making her sigh with pleasure. As he kept playing with her, it grew increasingly more intense, rolling over her in waves that made her cry out.
She couldn’t stop herself from moving. She rolled to the side. But Regent didn’t let her fall into the water. Instead, he gathered her against him. The cool water was almost too much against her overstimulated nerve endings.
It took her a few moments to gather herself and that’s when she realized that he’d carried her over to the stairs where he now sat with her on his lap.
He was murmuring words of praise to her. Telling her how wonderful she was, how beautiful and amazing.
Leaning back, she glanced up at him with a smile. “I didn’t think I could do it.”
He kissed the tip of her nose. “You can do anything you put your mind to.”
“Yeah? Hmm, the possibilities.”
“As long as I approve of whatever it is that you’re going to do.” He tapped her nose.
Well, that took the fun out of a lot of things. She moved so she was straddling him. Reaching down, she tried to pull the cups of her bikini over her breasts. But he grabbed her hands.
“No.”
“Someone might walk in.”
“Baby, I just had my mouth on your bare pussy, and now you’re worried someone might walk in?”
“I guess I was lost in the heat of the moment and not thinking straight.”
“I like when you get lost in the heat of the moment,” he told her. “Means I get to have my wicked way with you.”
“Hmm, is that so? I do have one question for you, though.”
“What’s that?” he asked.
“Have you ever had a blow job in a swimming pool before?”
He grinned. “Can’t say that I have. And as sexy as it sounds, you won’t be attempting it.”
“Why not?”
“One, your swimming skills aren’t up to it. Two, it’s dangerous, therefore you won’t be doing it.”
She pouted.
Standing, he picked her up. “But there’s a perfectly good sun lounger over here.”
Oh, goody.