My body was still keyed up, and even after my orgasm, I needed relief. I quickly and quietly changed into my bikini and went downstairs. It was past midnight and I didn’t want to wake Paisley up.
“Dang it,” I whispered to myself, seeing the lights in the pool were turned off. I’d have to ask where the switch was when I talked to Paisley in the morning.
Instead of giving up, I used my phone’s flashlight and what little light came from the kitchen window to find the steps. A midnight swim was exactly what I needed. The air was still warm, and the coolness of the water would help get my overheated, sensitized body under control.
When I was on the final step, I turned off my flashlight and put my phone by the side of the pool. I turned and dove under the water, rapidly cooling my body and acclimating to the water’s cooler temperature. I came up for air and pushed my wet hair off my face.
In the distance I could hear the rolling of the waves crashing onto the beach. It was peaceful at night. I laid back into the water and looked up at the clouds rolling across the sky. The moon and stars were hidden from sight, casting the world in shadows and darkness.
My hand hit solid warmth that surprised me and sent me under the surface. When I came up sputtering, a voice said, “Easy.”
“Gabriel?” I asked, gasping and choking on the taste of chlorine.
“Yeah. What are you doing out here without the lights on?” he asked, gently pulling me toward him and rubbing my back as I caught my breath. I could barely make out his features in the dark, but I knew he was shirtless; I could feel the heat from his chest radiating through the water.
It was crazy how in tune to him my body was, and it drove me absolutely bonkers how much I wanted and needed him.
“I didn’t know where the lights were, and I wanted to cool off. How long have you been in the pool?”
“Since before you came out here.”
“Why didn’t you say anything?” I pulled away from his heat and backed up a bit, right into the side of the pool. Gabriel followed me, his arms caging me against the hard surface, leaving me nowhere to go.
“Because if I did, you would have run. I’m tired of running from you, Lexi. I’m tired of wanting you and not being able to have you. Nothing and nobody else appeals to me anymore. I’m sick of denying it. I’m hoping you are, too.”
I swallowed hard. The need in his voice was clear even through the darkened night. “What if I say no?” I asked. My voice sounded soft and uncertain to my own ears.
“If you say no, and that’s what you really want, I’ll be moving out this weekend. I can’t be around you and not have you.”
The thought of being in this house and without him didn’t sit right with me. Gabriel belonged here as much as Paisley did. I may have felt like an intruder at times, a moocher at others, but he was here guarding the house and its occupants.
“And if I’m tired of it, too?” I licked my lips nervously. The taste of chlorine was bitter, but I didn’t care. My mouth was dry and my ache that I’d come to soothe with a midnight swim was back in full force.
Gabriel moved closer to me, his body crowding against mine even more. I felt the slick fabric of his swim trunks against my thighs and the heat of his chest against mine.
“Say the words, Lexi, and I’ll make you mine.” His mouth was a breath away from mine, and I couldn’t deny it anymore. I wanted him. It didn’t matter what his job was. It didn’t matter what heartbreak I’d be facing later on. All that mattered was being with him.
“I want you, too,” I said, lowering my eyes, submitting to him and my need for him.
I barely finished speaking before he had his lips slanted across mine, capturing my lips in a deep, tongue-lashing kiss. He devoured me. My body trembled against him, a fire igniting deep inside me.
Gabriel gripped my hips and pulled my lower half against him under the surface of the water. I felt the long length of his hard cock through our suits rub against my core, and I gasped with pleasure at the contact.
“I’m a virgin,” I whispered when he tore his lips from mine to kiss down my neck and some semblance of sanity returned to me.
“Damn, you’re fucking killing me, Lexi. You’re too fucking perfect.” He hitched my legs around his waist and supported my ass as he took us in the general direction of the stairs. I felt his hard cock move against my belly with each step and it elicited a thrill of excitement from me.
Gabriel. The man of my dreams and fantasies was about to take my virginity. I was about to give him everything. We were wrong for each other. He’s everything I told myself I didn’t want, but I couldn’t help myself from wanting him.
He knew where he was going far better than I did because he got us into the guesthouse with ease. I’d never been inside before, but I didn’t really stop to pay attention to anything now. Because when he set me on my feet, he grabbed my hand and pulled me behind him.
Gabriel led me into a large bedroom. His sheets were wrinkled from the night before and there was a pile of dirty clothes in the corner. Typical guy. Otherwise, the room was nice with sparse furnishings. The bathroom had a large oversized shower with a rainfall showerhead. It was beautifully tiled and looked amazing. He stepped in the shower and turned on the water, adjusting the temperature before sliding his swim trunks off and dropping them to the floor.
He held out a hand for me, but I must have been too distracted by the sight of his hardness to notice. “It won’t bite you” I slowly met his eyes; they were darkened with desire and amusement. “Unless you like to be bit.”
I shook my head and tentatively took his hand.
“Relax, Lexi. I’m not going to attack you. I’m going to wash us both off. Then, I’m going to cuff you to my bed and sate myself on you all night long.”