Chapter 16 #2
“He asked.” She shrugged. “I had only time for the one dance. But I will save more for you at the wedding.”
“We’ll have to dance before that.”
“I’m certainly ready. Maybe we can ask Kat and Prescott to go with us.”
“That would be fun.” She didn’t know if Lucy and Damon would want to join them. But they would be welcome.
“Stay here. I’ll be right back.” Gregory pulled a large, floating blue three-layer foam mat out for them to climb on, but he jumped on it from the patio, and she laughed, expecting him to fall into the water or force the mat down into it. But it just floated, really stable.
She’d never seen anything like it.
She swam over to it and climbed on top. She wasn’t sure she could walk across it to him, but she stood up and was shocked she could stand there and keep her balance. He was smiling, waiting for her to walk to him.
Figuring she wouldn’t be able to stay upright and fall into the water in record time, she ran across the mat, wobbling a bit as she went, arms outstretched to keep her balance, grinning like crazy as she headed for the object of her desire.
What she hadn’t expected was for Gregory to rise from where he was sitting and run at her to tackle her, but they were close to the edge at that point, and they both fell off the mat and into the warm water. They came up for air, laughing, hugging each other, kissing.
Then she grabbed hold of the edge of the mat to climb up on it, and he gave her butt a boost. She was laughing so hard. She didn’t need the help, but she was amused by it!
As soon as she was on the mat and stood, he climbed onto the mat, and she immediately pushed him off.
He laughed. This was too much fun. But this time, she let him climb up onto the mat.
She was on her hands and knees, looking prepared to tackle him.
He got to his feet, crouched, ready for her lunge.
But then he lunged at her and took her back on the mat, pinned her down with his body, and kissed her.
This was great. He was so perfect for her.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and deepened the kiss. “This is my favorite water toy.”
“Me?”
She laughed. “Yeah, of course you.” Though she was thinking of the mat and them playing on it. He was too much fun.
But now she wanted to take this into the bedroom. If the bodyguards hadn’t been out there and security cameras hadn't been catching what was going on, she would have made love to him right then and there.
He was already hard and ready. She smiled at him. “Are you ready to retire to the bedroom?”
“I sure am.” He rolled off her and fell into the pool.
She dove after him. She thought he would swim to the stairs, but instead, he turned around and took her into his arms, and they began to kiss each other. She loved the intimacy between them, but she wanted to finish this in bed!
She peeled away from him and swam toward the pool stairs. A staff member came out, retrieved the foam mat from the pool, and laid it out to dry.
Gregory swam after her and kept catching her feet, making her twist around and tackle him. “You are incorrigible.”
“You are mine.”
She laughed, wrapped her arms around his neck again, and kissed him. “You are delaying the inevitable.”
“I’m enjoying this too much before we end up tackling each other in bed.”
“We can swim again later.” She smiled, kissed him again, and this time, planted her feet on the bottom of the pool, took him by the hand, and dragged him through the water to the stairs.
Then he got ahead of her and grabbed heated terrycloth robes, pulling one over her arms and tied the rope belt. Then he dressed in his own robe, wrapping the belt around his waist. He had his arm around her and hurried her into the house. Maria smiled at them.
They smiled back and headed up the stairs to the master bedroom.
Instead of showering to rinse off the chlorine, Gregory turned on the whirlpool bathtub.
“Oh, nice,” Sascha said, pulling off her robe and then her bathing suit.
Gregory set his robe aside and slipped out of his bathing trunks. He was fully erect. He smiled. “I figured we would have fun in the whirlpool tub this time.”
“For sure.”
Gregory turned off the water, and he took Sascha’s hand like a real gentleman to help her enter the tub. Then he joined her and turned on the jets.
“Wow.” She’d never been in one, and it felt great, hitting her back and massaging it in a fantastic way, pulling the tension out of all her muscles.
Then he moved closer, spread her legs, and began teasing a climax out of her. She was in heaven. He leaned forward and kissed her, tonguing her mouth while he continued to stroke her.
Then she started to come, holding onto his shoulders with a tight grip. “Oh my,” she said as she came, the ripples of climax washing over her in a blissful way.
He pulled her onto his lap and pushed into her, and they were locked in, rocking together. She was glad he hadn’t filled the tub too high, because even at this level, they were splashing water over the rim.
Between the jets and the motion of their bodies in sexual sync, she felt she was in the open ocean during a storm, but the water was warm, and Gregory’s body and hers were hot.
Tongues tangled again, and he ran his hands over her breasts while thrusting into her. He broke free of their kiss and licked each of her nipples. She did the same thing with him. And he laughed. She suspected no one had ever done that to him.
Then he was thrusting into her at a frantic pace, his hands on her hips, moving her against him until he yelled out. “You feel so good.”
“We’ll have to do this again,” she said, hugging him.
Then they washed up and climbed out of the bathtub, and he held her hand as they exited. He drained the water while she dried off. Then he grabbed a towel and dried himself. They left the bathroom and dressed.
Gregory kissed her and said, “I’ve got to make a call.”
“Okay. I’m going to see what we’re having for dinner.”
“Be down in a few.”
As soon as Sascha left the bedroom, Gregory got on his phone and made another group call with the guys. “Hey, if it’s all right with you, there’s a change of plans for our bachelor retreat.”
Before he could say what it was, Uncle Jimmy said, “We’re going to South Padre Island. Meg said the ladies were going there and you don’t want to be far away.”
Gregory really liked Uncle Jimmy. “Right. Sascha got a call from the guy saying she’s his. We’ll just get a place near them. If they have any trouble, we’ll be nearby. I’ll let my bodyguards, who stay with them, know where we'll be, and we’ll do our own thing as we planned.”
“South Padre Island isn’t very big. We’re liable to run into the ladies at some point,” Prescott said.
“I’m sure they’ll get a kick out of it and know why we’re there. Not to mess up their time but to be there if they need us.”
“That works for me,” Damon said.
Gregory was sure it was because he wanted to be there to protect Sascha.
“South Padre Island it is. Ocean breezes, white sand, and aqua blue water. I’m all for it,” Gregory’s dad said. “Your mom will have suggested that they take the jet. We’ll book another so we can get there earlier too.”
“That sounds great to me,” Uncle Jimmy said. “Much better than a long drive.”
Gregory was relieved that everyone was fine with the change of plans. He felt much better about them going to the same location as Sascha and the other ladies while they celebrated the upcoming wedding.