Page 19 of Carnal Desire

She gave me a bemused look. “For some reason I can’t concentrate on work,” she admitted. “That doesn’t usually happen to me but today I’m all kinds of distracted.”

“Why don’t you come in this pool, and I’ll help you get out of your head?”

I could tell that my boldness surprised her, but she didn’t hesitate to pull off the little cover up she wore and jump into the pool. I got a flash of a jade green bikini before she slipped under the water, popping up a few seconds later.

We met in the middle, where the water was about as high as my breasts, and flew together, our lips meeting in a hungry kiss. As we kissed, I walked Ariel backwards until her back was pressed up against the wall of the pool.

Honestly I couldn’t believe my nerve. I’d never been the aggressor in any sexual encounter in my life. My ex-girlfriend always joked that I was the perfect pillow princess. But with Ariel, I couldn’t get close enough, couldn’t stop touching her. I couldn’t help myself from seeing if I could make her lose control, the way she’d done with me earlier on the couch. I wanted her submission, just like I’d given her mine.

Cupping the back of her head with one hand, I slid the other between us, kneading her breast through the slippery fabric of her bikini top. Unable to get a good grip, I worked my hand inside and caught her nipple between my fingers, giving her a sharp pinch that made Ariel gasp into my mouth.

I wrenched my mouth away to whisper in her ear.

“Do you like that?”

I pinched her nipple again, a little harder this time, and Ariel closed her eyes and leaned her head back against the wall.

“Do you like a little pain with your pleasure?”

“Y—yes,” she admitted, and I had the feeling that it was hard for her to admit.

I lowered my head and nipped at the juncture of her neck, biting her hard enough to sting but not enough to leave a mark.

“I think you’re the kind of woman who’s so in control of everything all the time but craves the opportunity to just…” I pinched her nipple harder. “Let go.”

I’d bet my last dollar she was usually the dominant one in any sexual relationship. But maybe we could share the responsibility for being in charge.

I pinched her nipple again and gave it a little tug at the same time, and Ariel released a moan so long and sexy that I almost orgasmed on the spot just from hearing it.

But I wanted to focus on her now. I reached around Ariel’s neck and untied her bikini top, releasing her breasts. They were heavy and teardrop shaped, a little paler than the rest of her body, the lightest shade of brown with darker brown nipples.

Our height difference was a problem, so I boosted her up against the wall of the pool, pulling her legs around my waist. That put her in a good position for everything else I wanted to do. Ariel grabbed onto my shoulders with a little gasp.

I dropped my head and took one nipple in my mouth – the one I hadn’t been pinching. No sense in neglecting that one, I thought with a chuckle. I sucked it into my mouth, drawing on her flesh and teasing the tip with my tongue.

Meanwhile I slid my hands down deeper in the water, one gripping Ariel’s hip while the other made its way down the front of her bikini bottoms, but I couldn’t get a good grip.

“Take off the bottoms,” I growled against her breast.

Ariel immediately dropped her hands, untying the strings at either hip. I pushed the fabric away, not even caring where it went, then cupped her mound in my hand, giving her a little squeeze.

“You’re going to come on my hand now,” I said, my voice firm.

I had no idea that I even had this side of me, but it felt natural.

Ariel’s eyes widened, but she nodded.

I slid my fingers between her lower lips, stroking back and forth a few times before I inserted two fingers into her opening. Ariel gasped at the intrusion, her internal muscles stiffening, so I took her nipple into my mouth again and bit down hard. The sensation made her unclench, allowing my fingers to move easily. I didn’t waste any time, staring a rough pace as I pumped in and out of her body while continuing to tease her breast with my teeth.

Ariel was whimpering now, her hips rolling against my hand, her back arched off the pool wall. Her inner muscles were trembling against my fingers.

“Are you close?” I asked, lifting my head to look at her face.

She opened her eyelids with what appeared to be great effort, and her brown eyes looked unfocused as she blinked at me.

“I’m close,” she confirmed.

“You need to get there,” I ordered. “I want you to come for me right now.”

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