and her leg nearly crushed a part of me
already too swollen for effective swimming. She panicked with the grace of a
flapping goose and shouted under the water.
I
touched the bottom and kicked us to the surface. She sputtered, coughed, and
twisted before wrapping her arms over my neck and shimmying up my body to get
higher out of the pool.
“Holy
shit, Shay. Can’t you swim?”
I
ignored the flurry of profanity. I probably deserved it for nearly drowning the
object of my affections.
“Easy,
wait,” I said. “I gotcha.”
I
wrapped my arms over her, pulling her closer and holding her firm, well above
the water. She clutched me tighter, slamming her chest against mine.
I wasn’t
about to complain. She could bitch all she wanted, at least she didn’t dare
raise an arm to hit me.
“You
are such an asshole!” She buried her head in my neck.
“I
didn’t know you couldn’t swim.”
“What
the hell possessed you to toss me in?”
“It
looked fun.”
“Get
me out of here.”
I
grinned. “But we just got in.”
“Zach,
come on.”
“I’ve
got you. Nothing’s gonna happen. I’m trained in water rescue.”
“Who’s
gonna save your ass though?”
“You’re
not sinking. Enjoy it.”
Her
nails tapped against my shoulder. “Nothing to enjoy.”
“You
sure?”
I
edged into water deep enough for me to stand. She hadn’t uncurled her legs from
my waist. In a perfect world, she never would.
“Please
take me to the stairs.”
“Take
you on the stairs?” I glanced at the Mediterranean styled tile. A couple pool
jets bubbled close to the ramp. “I’d never refuse a lady.”
“You
are such a pervert.”
I was
getting tired of being called that. “I said lady, not sister.”
“Zach!”
“You
really don’t know how to swim?”
“No!
Get me out of this deathtrap!”
I
grinned. “You should learn. You never know when you’ll need that skill.”
“Like
when an asshole drops me into a pool?”
“ Exactly .”
I
spun her around. She panicked like I tried to dunk her. My arms crossed over
her tummy, and she arched, touching as much of my chest as she could fit
against her back.
I
liked it, but I wasn’t about to hold a woman hostage just to feel that perfect
ass grind against my straining cock.
“Get
used to the water,” I said. “I guarantee you’ll love it.”
I
pushed her toward the wall. She couldn’t touch the bottom and freaked. I eased us
through the ripples, holding tight so she didn’t kick an unfortunate area
keeping us afloat. We reached the wall, and she grasped the edge like a cat
shredding through curtains. I didn’t let her escape, only moved behind her and kept
her still in the lapping water.
Pinned.
My
arms stretched alongside hers, gripping the wall and trapping her between my
bulk and the cement. She knew exactly what I was up to.
“ This is a swimming lesson?” She asked.
I
pressed against her. She didn’t buck me away. “Best I could do without
floaties.”
“I’m
going to drown, and I’m taking you with me.”
I
laughed. “It’s all about getting comfortable in the water. Don’t worry. I won’t
make you dive and tie military knots like they did for my training.”
I
nudged closer. Her mocha skin glistened with droplets of water, and her
delicate neck begged for a gentle kiss. But I was a gentleman. Shay was worth
candle light. Roses. Champagne.
My
gaze settled on the pool jet, positioned just right for a treat better
than romance.
She deserved
something more fun. Something that would reward her for not clawing my eyes out
and tolerating the dunk into the pool.
I moved
her along the wall, inch by inch. “If you give it a chance, you’ll love the
water.”
“Doubt
it.”
“Really?
I always thought it was soothing.”
She
snorted. “You like it so much? Why don’t you slip under the surface and take a
deep breath?”
Oh, sure
she wanted to kill me now . All part of the plan. In a few seconds, she’d
be singing my praises. I
already too swollen for effective swimming. She panicked with the grace of a
flapping goose and shouted under the water.
I
touched the bottom and kicked us to the surface. She sputtered, coughed, and
twisted before wrapping her arms over my neck and shimmying up my body to get
higher out of the pool.
“Holy
shit, Shay. Can’t you swim?”
I
ignored the flurry of profanity. I probably deserved it for nearly drowning the
object of my affections.
“Easy,
wait,” I said. “I gotcha.”
I
wrapped my arms over her, pulling her closer and holding her firm, well above
the water. She clutched me tighter, slamming her chest against mine.
I wasn’t
about to complain. She could bitch all she wanted, at least she didn’t dare
raise an arm to hit me.
“You
are such an asshole!” She buried her head in my neck.
“I
didn’t know you couldn’t swim.”
“What
the hell possessed you to toss me in?”
“It
looked fun.”
“Get
me out of here.”
I
grinned. “But we just got in.”
“Zach,
come on.”
“I’ve
got you. Nothing’s gonna happen. I’m trained in water rescue.”
“Who’s
gonna save your ass though?”
“You’re
not sinking. Enjoy it.”
Her
nails tapped against my shoulder. “Nothing to enjoy.”
“You
sure?”
I
edged into water deep enough for me to stand. She hadn’t uncurled her legs from
my waist. In a perfect world, she never would.
“Please
take me to the stairs.”
“Take
you on the stairs?” I glanced at the Mediterranean styled tile. A couple pool
jets bubbled close to the ramp. “I’d never refuse a lady.”
“You
are such a pervert.”
I was
getting tired of being called that. “I said lady, not sister.”
“Zach!”
“You
really don’t know how to swim?”
“No!
Get me out of this deathtrap!”
I
grinned. “You should learn. You never know when you’ll need that skill.”
“Like
when an asshole drops me into a pool?”
“ Exactly .”
I
spun her around. She panicked like I tried to dunk her. My arms crossed over
her tummy, and she arched, touching as much of my chest as she could fit
against her back.
I
liked it, but I wasn’t about to hold a woman hostage just to feel that perfect
ass grind against my straining cock.
“Get
used to the water,” I said. “I guarantee you’ll love it.”
I
pushed her toward the wall. She couldn’t touch the bottom and freaked. I eased us
through the ripples, holding tight so she didn’t kick an unfortunate area
keeping us afloat. We reached the wall, and she grasped the edge like a cat
shredding through curtains. I didn’t let her escape, only moved behind her and kept
her still in the lapping water.
Pinned.
My
arms stretched alongside hers, gripping the wall and trapping her between my
bulk and the cement. She knew exactly what I was up to.
“ This is a swimming lesson?” She asked.
I
pressed against her. She didn’t buck me away. “Best I could do without
floaties.”
“I’m
going to drown, and I’m taking you with me.”
I
laughed. “It’s all about getting comfortable in the water. Don’t worry. I won’t
make you dive and tie military knots like they did for my training.”
I
nudged closer. Her mocha skin glistened with droplets of water, and her
delicate neck begged for a gentle kiss. But I was a gentleman. Shay was worth
candle light. Roses. Champagne.
My
gaze settled on the pool jet, positioned just right for a treat better
than romance.
She deserved
something more fun. Something that would reward her for not clawing my eyes out
and tolerating the dunk into the pool.
I moved
her along the wall, inch by inch. “If you give it a chance, you’ll love the
water.”
“Doubt
it.”
“Really?
I always thought it was soothing.”
She
snorted. “You like it so much? Why don’t you slip under the surface and take a
deep breath?”
Oh, sure
she wanted to kill me now . All part of the plan. In a few seconds, she’d
be singing my praises. I
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