Page 104 of Striking Heat
I feel bad for him, but I also don’t. Henny’s not wrong. He does have an amazing body, and I want to get home to touch it.
“Your place or mine?” I slur after we’ve said our goodbyes and he’s leading me to the exit.
We pass John, who’s standing there watching us. “I guess you really were taken and just didn’t know it.”
I can hear the disappointment in his tone, and I feel guilty. “I’m sorry, John.”
He nods. “Yeah, I get it. The sportswriter and the soccer player. Makes more sense than you and I ever did, I guess.”
“Have a good night, man,” Danny says, slapping him on the back and heading out the door with me under his arm.
“Could you have gotten me away from him any faster?” I tease.
“Trust me, it was for the best. He doesn’t want to be around us any more than we want to be around him.”
Danny takes us to his house. I like being here. It’s more private than my apartment since I share walls with the other girls on the team. I’m not sure how much they can hear. No one has ever commented on it, but I’m not sure I would have if I had heard one of my teammates moaning through the wall.
He leads us through his house and to the backyard. He has a pool, but I’ve never seen it except when I looked out the backdoor. It’s covered by what looks like a little house. A lot of people in Florida have their pools covered by either a structure or screens. Danny’s is covered by what looks like a glass enclosure that is frosted. He switches on the fans and the little fairy lights that border the building. I look up and see that the roof has been tiled to let the view of the stars come in just a little bit.
“This is so nice,” I tell him. “Did this come with the house, or did you build it?”
“Built it,” he replies. “I had the house built too. I made sure it looked like I wanted. All the frosted glass out here makes it kinda perfect for this.”
“And the fence doesn’t help with the privacy?” I ask him, still a bit buzzed from my drinks at the bar.
“Not the kind of privacy that I’m looking for.” He pulls his shirt over his head, giving me a view of that beautiful body the girls were teasing him about. The pants come next, along with the briefs.
“What are you doing?” I ask him, my voice shaking a bit.
“I’m going for a moonlight swim. Would you like to strip down and join me?” He wiggles his eyebrows at me.
I smile, beginning to remove my shirt, and I can see that he’s already getting hard just by watching me.
“Perfect for this. You don’t need a swimsuit.” He dives into the pool.
I walk over to the side and dip my toe in. It’s warm. He must keep it heated, or the sun reflects through the building, heating it up.
“The solar panels keep it warm,” he tells me.
I just nod and jump into the pool, letting the water soak my body, hair, and all. When I come up for air, he’s standing right there in front of me. I love the way the water is running down his chiseled chest. I want to run my tongue along the water drops and lick them up.
“Come here,” he says, crooking his finger at me.
I take a step toward him, and he immediately captures my lips with his, pulling my body close to him so that we are flush against each other. I can feel his hardness against my stomach. I grind my hips into him, wishing he would touch me. My pussy is growing wet, and it’s not from the water.
“Are you already ready for me?” he asks me in a seductively low voice.
“I am.” My voice comes out with so much longing, you would think it’s been longer than it has been since he’s been inside me.
He chuckles. “I should make you catch me.” His hand dips below the water and begins fingering me.
I moan and arch my body into him. “Do you have to do that?”
He chuckles again. “No, I don’t have to, but that could be a fun game. See if you can catch my cock.” A finger enters me, and all I can think is how glad I can stand in this water, because holding myself upright wouldn’t work if I had to float. Between the game and the way, he’s touching me right now, I don’t have it in me.
“Let’s not do that right now. I just had a game, and I deserve to be pampered,” I remind him.
“Oh, I think I can pamper you, but first, I want to play a game,” he says before disappearing underneath the water.
