Page 67 of Betraying Bexley

Bex pushed into the room and stopped. It didn't look anything like the locker room at the high school. She went over to the area where it said towels and accessories. Not only were there towels as it said, but there were workout clothes, tennis shoes and bathing suits. There were small bags of toiletries as well. She grabbed a towel and a suit that would fit her then walked over to one of the benches. She removed her clothes then threw on the one piece. She knew from experience she was supposed to shower before she got into the pool, but since losing her leg, she hadn't even tried to swim let alone get into a pool. It meant taking off her leg in front of people and, well, it was bad enough the stupid bitches enjoyed treating her like shit. She wouldn't give them any more ammunition than they already had.

A soft tap came at the door and she snapped her attention to it. She stared at the door as it came again. “Bex, it’s me.”Alé.

She blew out a breath and went to the door. Pulling it open, he stood before her, his chest bare and the shorts he wore, were low slung, giving her a glimpse of whatever that v-muscle was called. “W-What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, checking on you.” His gaze caressed her. “Fits you. Are you ready?”

“Uh...” She pointed to the showers. “I have to, you know.”

“Oh.” Alé chuckled. “There are ones by the pool, and I’ll help you too.” He held out his hand. “Come on. I know you want in that water.”

She tamped down the excitement building in her. Her hands shook, scratch that, her whole body shook. She'd been confident before. She'd jump into any body of water and escape. Now, worry and trepidation filled her. Stupid really. Alé led her over to the walled-off area where the showers were located. There was a bar against the wall and another beside each shower head. It would allow her to balance—another thing she was slowly regaining.

“Do you need to sit first?” Alé asked.

“Y-Yes.” She went over the bench adjacent to them. She took a deep breath as she began the process of removing her leg, conscious of the fact he watched her. She didn’t know what went through his mind while he watched her, but it was a little unnerving. “O-Okay.”

“Do you want to walk, or would you like to be carried?” Alé cocked a brow. “I heard chicks like the whole princess carry thing.”

She scrunched up her face. “Walk I-I think.” It was more like hopping, but with Alé there she could lean on him.

“Damn, I struck out again. You’re doing nothing for my ego today, mami.” He wrapped an arm around her. “Lead the way.”

Heat suffused her cheeks. “S-Sorry.” Bex hopped over to the shower then turned on the water. Alé didn’t leave her side. He showered beside her, keeping his gaze on her the whole time. “R-Ready.”

This time, he didn't wait for her to say anything. He picked her up and made a run for the pool. At the last minute, he said, "Hold your breath," before jumping into the deep end of the water. The rush of exhilaration whipping through her ripped a scream of excitement seconds before she was enveloped by the water. Silence surrounded her as she sank into the water. She stretched her arms wide and floated weightlessly. Her lungs burned from not being able to breathe, but she didn't care. She was back where she'd longed to be.

When she surfaced, Alé grinned. “Well?”

It felt good. She compensated for being off-balance and for the first time in a year, she didn't feel like an oddity or an outsider. She kicked her legs, moving through the water like it was nothing. Of course, she wasn't as graceful anymore. She probably looked more like a bull in a China shop than a swimmer, but, in the long run, did it matter? She sighed coming to a stop at the far wall of the pool. No, it didn't. She used muscles she'd long forgotten she had, stretching them with each pass she made.

Alé met her at the opposite side of the pool. His strokes weren’t very elegant, but they denoted the power in his body and his natural aggressive prowess. They fit him and he cut through the water keeping up with her. Bex went to her back, floating the rest of the way. She didn’t realize how much she needed this until she looked up at the ceiling. The tension flowed from her leaving her relaxed and content. It allowed her mind to shut off and for five minutes forget about everything. Alé gathered her in his arms and swam toward the corner of the pool. Her heart pounded.

“You’re amazing.” He brushed a stray curl from her face before placing his hands on the wall behind her. Alé dipped his chin and kissed her again. Instinctively, Bex wrapped her legs around his waist and he groaned. “I want you, Bex.”

She gazed up at him, unsure what to say. He was always so serious. Even when they’d been with Bronx. There was a determined edge to him too. “W-What about B-Bronx.”

“You want her too?” There wasn’t an ounce of censure there. He asked the question out of curiosity.

She nodded. “I-I like y-you b-both.”

He grinned. “Good, because we like you too.” He kissed her again, palming her ass with one of his broad palms.

Bex gasped, allowing him to deepen the kiss. His hard length rubbed along the seam of her sex and she shuddered. Anticipation curled low in her belly. She waited for the fear and anxiety to cloud her vision and ruin the moment, however with Alé’s big body surrounding her, protecting her, she shoved aside her fears and sank into the heady sensations pinging through her. She stared up at him and saw the desire reflected in his brown eyes while he guided her over his hardness.

A whimper built in her chest and she buried her face in his neck. It felt good. So fucking good. She couldn’t describe whatitwas, but she tingled, and the sparks flooded her belly spreading through her whole body until her whimper became a cry and her body grew tense. When his thumb found her clit through her bathing suit, she thought she’d split in two. The tension snapped and she cried out. Her climax hit her hard and fast. He hissed, groaning in her ear, adding to the bliss coursing through her.

“Fuck, mami.” He nuzzled the side of her neck. “Can I?” He traced her slit. “Do you want to?”

She nodded. “Y-Yes.”

“I’ll go slow.” He peered down at her. “You can stop me at any time.”

She wouldn’t. She wanted this. She suspected had he asked the night they went to the beach, she’d have said yes then too. He unhooked her legs for a second so he could release the enclosure at the front of his shorts and lower them. When he had his shorts situated, he grabbed her up in his embrace. Her breath came in soft pants, her gaze locked with his as he pushed aside her suit. She wondered if, because he’d been a lifeguard, he’d done something like this before. It was stupid even thinking about it, but he had a confidence about him, a swagger, that was undeniable.

Focus.

He fit his tip to her entrance and using the buoyancy of the water, filled her. Each thrust pushed more of his length deep within her. Bex’s eyes widened and sob of pleasure fell from her. She clung to Alé. Pleasure and pain slammed through her. His groan in her ear accompanied a muffled curse. She’d never heard anything so soulful or sexy in her life. When she pulled back to stare up at him, his features were relaxed. Lust glittered his bright brown eyes and they swirled with need. This big man she should have been afraid of, cradled her to him and began to move.

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