Chapter 234
His hands found my waist underwater, lifting me slightly so my breasts broke the surface. The cool night air made my nipples tighten instantly.
“These?” He leaned forward, taking one peak into his hot mouth.
“Fuck!” I clutched his shoulders, the contrast between the cool air and his warm tongue sending shockwaves through my body.
He released my nipple with a wet pop. “You have the most responsive tits I’ve ever seen.” His thumbs brushed over both hardened peaks. “I barely have to touch them, and they’re begging for attention p>
“Maybe they just like you,” I teased.
“Just like?” He pinched both nipples simultaneously, making me cry out. “I think they fucking love me p>
Before I could respond, he ducked underwater. I felt his hands on my thighs, spreading them apart. Then his mouth was on me, tongue pushing inside my pussy.
I gasped, hands flailing for purchase and finding nothing but water. Alexander surfaced moments later, looking
smug.
“You taste even better underwater,” he said, licking his lips.
“You’re insane,” I laughed, breathless and aroused beyond measure.
“For you? Absolutely.” He moved closer again, backing me toward the dock. “Turn around p>
I obeyed, placing my hands on the wooden ladder. Alexander pressed against my back, his hard cock nestling between my ass cheeks. His hands came around to cup my breasts, kneading the soft flesh.
“Perfect tits,” he murmured, his breath hot against my ear. “Perfect ass.” One hand slid down to squeeze my backside. “Perfect pussy.” His fingers found me again, teasing my entrance. “All mine p>
“All yours,” I agreed, pushing back against him.
Alexander groaned, his cock sliding along my crack. “Don’t tempt me. I’m trying to be good here p>
“What if I don’t want you to be good p>
His laugh was strained. “Patience. We have all night p>
He spun me around suddenly, lifting me onto the ladder so I was sitting on the second rung, my legs dangling in the water. The position left me completely exposed to him.
“Look at you,” he said, his voice filled with appreciation. “Spread open for me like a fucking feast p>
I should have felt vulnerable, but the hunger in his eyes made me feel powerful instead. I leaned back on my elbows, letting my knees fall wider apart.
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“See something you like p>
“Everything I see, I like.” He moved between my legs, hands gripping my thighs. “And everything I like, I take p>
His mouth descended on my pussy again, tongue flattening against my clit. I cried out, one hand flying to his wet hair to hold him in place. Alexander didn’t need the encouragement; he devoured me like a man starved, licking and sucking with single–minded determination.
“Oh god,” I moaned as he pushed two fingers inside me, curling them perfectly. “Alexander, please p>
He hummed against my clit, the vibration pushing me closer to the edge. Just when I thought I couldn’t take anymore, he pulled back.
“Not yet,” he said, his chin glistening with my arousal. “I want you desperate for it p>
“I already am,” I panted.
He grinned wickedly. “Not desperate enough p>
Alexander hoisted himself out of the water in one fluid motion, water streaming down his muscled body.
“Wait here,” he said, grabbing a towel from a nearby chest. “I’ll be right back p>
I watched him walk into the house, completely comfortable in his nakedness. The man was a work of art, with broad shoulders tapering to a narrow waist, powerful thighs, and an ass that deserved its own appreciation day.
While he was gone, I climbed fully out of the water, wrapping myself in one of the plush towels. The night air was cool against my heated skin, raising goosebumps along my arms.
Alexander returned minutes later, a bottle in one hand and two glasses in the other. He’d wrapped a towel loosely around his waist, though it did little to hide his persistent erection.
“Champagne?” I asked, eyeing the bottle.
“Better.” He set the glasses down on the table beside the outdoor couch. “Aged whiskey. My personal reserve p>
I raised an eyebrow. “Fancy p>
“Only the best for you.” He poured two fingers into each glass, handing one to me. “To unexpected pleasures p>
I clinked my glass against his. “To unexpected pleasures p>
The whiskey burned pleasantly down my throat, warming me from the inside. Alexander settled beside me on the couch, his free hand finding its way beneath my towel to rest on my thigh.
“You’re beautiful in the moonlight,” he said, his voice softer than usual.
I looked at him in surprise. “That almost sounds romantic p>
“Don’t tell anyone.” His thumb traced small circles on my inner thigh. “I have a reputation to maintain p>
I laughed, taking another sip of whiskey. “Your secret’s safe with me p>
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Alexander’s eyes held mine over the rim of his glass, that dangerous half–smile playing on his lips. The fire crackled nearby, casting golden light across his still–damp skin. Droplets of lake water glistened on his chest, tracing paths down to where the towel sat low on his hips.
“You know,” he said, swirling the amber liquid in his glass, “I don’t usually do this p>
“What? Skinny dipping with your fake girlfriend p>
“No.” He took another sip. “Relaxing p>
“That’s sad p>
“Is it?” His fingers traced higher on my thigh, sending little electric pulses through my body. “I’ve built an empire by never stopping. Never taking a breath p>
“And yet here you are,” I said, gesturing around us with my free hand. “Drinking whiskey naked on your deck p>
“Here I am,” he agreed, his voice dropping lower. “With you p>
We fell silent, sipping our drinks and listening to the gentle lapping of the lake against the shore. The whiskey was rich and smooth, warming me from the inside as Alexander’s touch warmed me from the outside. His hand had found its way fully beneath my towel now, resting possessively on my upper thigh.
“This is good,” I said, lifting my glass slightly.
“It should be. It’s thirty years old and expensive p>
“You’re such an asshole sometimes,” I laughed.
“Only sometimes? I must be slipping p>
I rolled my eyes but couldn’t help smiling. The whiskey was making me feel loose and warm, or maybe that was just the effect of Alexander’s proximity.
Sara Lili
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.