“Then it’s settled. I have a big day around here tomorrow, but we can go to the city on Tuesday. First, we’ll visit this Mr. Jolly and get some information from him, and then we’ll go and see the esteemed Dr. Cates.”
Melanie smiled and took a sip of the iced tea I’d handed to her. “What do we do in the meantime then?”
I smiled. “I’m sure we can think of something, and I think it might begin in my swimming pool. Right after lunch.”
* * *
Melanie insisted on wearing her bathing suit for our afternoon swim.
“Each time I’ve been in your pool, you promised me we would be alone. And each time, someone has shown up and embarrassed the heck out of me. Not this time.”
I simply smiled at her and humored her by wearing trunks myself. What she didn’t know was that the suit would be long gone thirty seconds after she got into the pool.
The morning with Felicia had me antsy, so I dived in and swam several laps bef
ore worrying about divesting Melanie of her suit.
When I finally took a break, she still hadn’t entered the water. She was lying on a chaise longue, her eyes closed. Her suit was an emerald-green one-piece that perfectly matched her eyes. She looked gorgeous, but Melanie had the body for a bikini.
A purple bikini.
Better than that, purple lace lingerie.
I smiled as I walked to her chaise and stood over her, dripping.
She opened her eyes and jerked upward. “What are you doing?”
“Getting you wet.” I grinned. “And then I’m going to get you wet.”
I picked her up from the chair, walked to the pool, and unceremoniously dumped her in.
She bobbed to the surface, laughing. “That’s the second time you’ve done that to me.”
“And it was fun both times, so don’t think I’ll be giving it up any time soon.”
She laughed again. “Did you do your laps?”
“Yup, and now I’m ready for a soak in the hot tub. Join me?”
She pulled herself up on the edge of the pool and then stood. “Sure.”
“But Melanie, first the suit comes off.”
“I don’t know. Every time—”
I stopped her with a kiss. She opened for me instantly, twirling her soft tongue around mine. It had been a while since I’d simply kissed her. Kissed my woman. And I had missed it. I had missed it a lot.
Her nipples hardened under her suit, grazing against my wet chest. My cock grew in my trunks. I needed a fuck—a good old-fashioned fuck in the hot tub with this beautiful woman. I edged her across the concrete toward the tub, still kissing her. When I broke the kiss and inhaled, she sighed against my neck.
Slowly I caressed the straps of her suit over her shoulders until I had exposed her breasts. Her nipples were turgid and beautiful, and I bent to take one between my lips. Hard. Just the way she liked it.
She inhaled sharply. “Jonah…”
“Relax, baby. No one will interrupt us this time. You have my word.” I continued to suck on her hard nub. Such gorgeous nipples. Fuck, she made me hot.
“Jonah… Oh, God.”
“Mmm, your nipples taste good, baby, but I want to taste something else.” I smoothed the suit over her hips until it lay on the hard concrete beneath us. “Spread your legs.”