stretching my aching muscles in the water. I don’t get over here as much as I would like to. Growing up in North Carolina, everyone knew how to swim. I spent summers at the beach and winters at the YMCA pool in town. But college is busy.
I flip and turn back toward the deep end, elongating my stroke as I go. When I get to the other end I stop, wiping the water from my eyes. I didn’t bring goggles and my eyes are already stinging.
I cling to the edge of the pool and rest my back against the side, kicking my feet in front of me. A splash next to me brings me out of my trance. Tyler surfaces in front of me, tossing his head to the side to throw the hair from his eyes. And he looks sexy.
I let go of the edge of the pool and swim to Tyler, kissing him sweetly, tasting chlorine and the saltiness of his sweat. Our legs tangle together under the water as our lips meet. I break the kiss and see the darkness is still in his eyes. I smile, happy to put that look on his face and ask what took him so long to get outside.
The corner of his mouth turns up at me, “I was trying to... calm myself down. I couldn’t walk outside without bringing my backpack with me unless I pushed you out of my head. And that took a little while. Then I got here and saw you swimming. And I’m right back where I started.”
He pulls me against him and I feel a fierce erection pressing into me. “Well, I guess I better leave you alone then.”
I push off him and turn to swim another lap of the pool. I hear him groan and drop under the surface. I turn to swim backward and watch him surface again. He sees me watching him and comes after me, crossing the distance between us quickly.
The water is shallower here so he is able to stand. He pulls me tight against him, his erection still pressing hard into me. Tyler covers my mouth with his, tracing my back with his fingers. Despite the cool water, fire erupts on my skin under his touch.
I know I can’t resist him much more so I pull back from the kiss. “What do you say we call this a day? We can change back to running clothes and you can chase me back to my apartment?”
He raises an eyebrow at me, knowing exactly what I’m offering and he seals our mouths together again, pushing all his want into me.
When Tyler pulls back from the kiss, I’ve forgotten what we were talking about. He climbs from the pool, slipping on his flip flops and heading back toward the locker room. I regain my consciousness and follow after him.
I change quickly and pull my hair back into a loose ponytail. I drop my bathing suit in the spinner to dry it before shoving it into the bag with my dry clothes. I push through the front doors of The Strom and start down the stairs. Tyler is waiting for me at the bottom of the stairs, in the shade. I hand him my clothes and ask if he will put them in his bag again.
He drops his bag from his shoulders and takes my things. As soon as he has my stuff I take off running. He calls after me, but I push myself to run as fast as I can.
I know Tyler has to shove my clothes into his bag and throw it back over his shoulders, but he’s also faster than I am. My apartment is only four blocks away. The lights are on my side and I’m able to sprint to my complex. I don’t look back, I just run. I push through the door to my building and run up the stairs, desperate to catch my breath before Tyler shows up.
I hear the door to the stairs opening below me as I push out of the stairwell onto my floor. I race down the hallway to my door and slide the key in the lock and turn. I shove the door open and rush inside. Before I can close the door, Tyler’s hand is pushing it open and he’s right behind me.
I jump, not realizing he had gotten upstairs so quickly. His eyes meet mine and bore a hole into me. Passion is flooding from him, but there’s an amusement in his eyes. “You like to be chased I see,” he says to me, his voice deep and thick.
Before I can answer Tyler throws me over his
I flip and turn back toward the deep end, elongating my stroke as I go. When I get to the other end I stop, wiping the water from my eyes. I didn’t bring goggles and my eyes are already stinging.
I cling to the edge of the pool and rest my back against the side, kicking my feet in front of me. A splash next to me brings me out of my trance. Tyler surfaces in front of me, tossing his head to the side to throw the hair from his eyes. And he looks sexy.
I let go of the edge of the pool and swim to Tyler, kissing him sweetly, tasting chlorine and the saltiness of his sweat. Our legs tangle together under the water as our lips meet. I break the kiss and see the darkness is still in his eyes. I smile, happy to put that look on his face and ask what took him so long to get outside.
The corner of his mouth turns up at me, “I was trying to... calm myself down. I couldn’t walk outside without bringing my backpack with me unless I pushed you out of my head. And that took a little while. Then I got here and saw you swimming. And I’m right back where I started.”
He pulls me against him and I feel a fierce erection pressing into me. “Well, I guess I better leave you alone then.”
I push off him and turn to swim another lap of the pool. I hear him groan and drop under the surface. I turn to swim backward and watch him surface again. He sees me watching him and comes after me, crossing the distance between us quickly.
The water is shallower here so he is able to stand. He pulls me tight against him, his erection still pressing hard into me. Tyler covers my mouth with his, tracing my back with his fingers. Despite the cool water, fire erupts on my skin under his touch.
I know I can’t resist him much more so I pull back from the kiss. “What do you say we call this a day? We can change back to running clothes and you can chase me back to my apartment?”
He raises an eyebrow at me, knowing exactly what I’m offering and he seals our mouths together again, pushing all his want into me.
When Tyler pulls back from the kiss, I’ve forgotten what we were talking about. He climbs from the pool, slipping on his flip flops and heading back toward the locker room. I regain my consciousness and follow after him.
I change quickly and pull my hair back into a loose ponytail. I drop my bathing suit in the spinner to dry it before shoving it into the bag with my dry clothes. I push through the front doors of The Strom and start down the stairs. Tyler is waiting for me at the bottom of the stairs, in the shade. I hand him my clothes and ask if he will put them in his bag again.
He drops his bag from his shoulders and takes my things. As soon as he has my stuff I take off running. He calls after me, but I push myself to run as fast as I can.
I know Tyler has to shove my clothes into his bag and throw it back over his shoulders, but he’s also faster than I am. My apartment is only four blocks away. The lights are on my side and I’m able to sprint to my complex. I don’t look back, I just run. I push through the door to my building and run up the stairs, desperate to catch my breath before Tyler shows up.
I hear the door to the stairs opening below me as I push out of the stairwell onto my floor. I race down the hallway to my door and slide the key in the lock and turn. I shove the door open and rush inside. Before I can close the door, Tyler’s hand is pushing it open and he’s right behind me.
I jump, not realizing he had gotten upstairs so quickly. His eyes meet mine and bore a hole into me. Passion is flooding from him, but there’s an amusement in his eyes. “You like to be chased I see,” he says to me, his voice deep and thick.
Before I can answer Tyler throws me over his
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