I blinked, “You’re serious?”
“I don’t say things I don’t mean, Little Sprite. You need to know how to swim, and I need to know you’re safe doing it.”
“So, you’re not firing me? My mom’s company I mean.”
He laughed, the rich baritone sound rumbled in his chest and vibrated my core like a taut string was connecting the two.
“No, and if you don’t show up by six each night,” His fingers reached up to tuck my hair behind my ear as he lowered his head, “there will be consequences.”
I swallowed hard, intrigued and excited about the consequences he had in store for me. What was wrong with me and what was it about this man that had my tummy tightening with need?
* * *
“Hey Luna,” I wasn’t paying much attention when I walked back into the bedroom I shared with two of my sisters.
“Hey.” I muttered dropping my duffle bag onto the floor beside the bunk beds we shared as kids, falling onto the mattress next to Gabby and Evie who were sitting on the floor doing their nails.
“You ok?” I felt them study me, and I considered what and how much to tell them. Of all my sisters, Gabby and Evie were definitely the ones I was closest to, not just because we were close in age, but because this was our room growing up.
Gabby was four years older than me and Evie was only two. They’d both been in New York for a few years before I called all of them home. I didn’t think they would ever forgive me for not telling them sooner that she was sick, but thankfully, they did.
I considered telling them about Mr. Blake, what happened, and the way he made me feel, but I didn’t understand it myself to tell them anything about it. During high school, i was too busy doing my school work and working part time to really worry about boys or dating. Men were uncharted territory for me, especially a man like Mr. Blake.
The way he talked to me, touched me and made me feel was exciting and totally foreign. I wanted to hold onto my secret swimming lessons for a while, just until I discovered where this crazy attraction was going.
“Yeah. Just a long day.” I let out a sigh and sat up on my elbows. “You got any red polish?” I asked changing the subject and thinking of the skimpy red bathing suit I’d be wearing under my uniform when I went to his house for my first lesson that I’m sure would be going far beyond the edge of the pool.
ChapterFive
OLIVER
She camein just before six, and I didn’t realize how tense I was until she walked in through the front door.
“Hello, Little Sprite.” I said and she bit her bottom lip nervously when she shut the door behind her.
“Mr. Blake.” Her voice trembled as I approached her.
“I’m not Mr. Blake anymore, Luna.” I pulled her close and dropped a quick kiss on her lips.
“Oliver?”
“Oliver will work for now, Little Sprite. You ready for your first swimming lesson?”
I took a step back and offered her my hand. She tentatively took it and I led her out to the enclosed patio, the sun was starting to set, and I had every intention of being a gentleman for the night. That all changed the second she started taking her uniform off and I saw the bathing suit beneath.
The red halter top dipped low between her breasts, putting the inside curves on full display. the bottoms were high cut and barely covered the bouncy curvature of her pert ass. My dick hardened, and my limits would be tested by this young woman. I wondered with a bathing suit like that if she was as innocent as I thought.
God, she was young and it was wrong for me to want to own her and possess her like I did, but I’ve never felt a pull like this before. The women I’ve been with, hid what they really were and wanted. Being in the public eye kept me from really getting what I wanted because I didn’t trust the women not to splash my desires across the tabloids. Deep inside I knew that Luna was different.
My flings were short lived because I wasn’t invested in the relationship. I knew it wouldn’t be long term from the start because I wouldn’t be able to get the type of relationship I craved from them. What I wanted was a woman who would let me take care of her in all ways. I wanted to reward and punish my woman in turn. If she needed a hand to guide her, I wanted to be that hand. If she needed to learn a lesson, I wanted to teach it. If she deserved a punishment, I wanted to serve it to her. Most importantly, when I found a woman that would take all of that, I wanted to fuck her pregnant and breed her. I had a big family. We were all close, and I wanted a big family for my kids one day.
The models and actresses I’d gone out with in the past would never go for being pregnant all the time because it would end their careers, but this woman that had my dick hard as a rock, she was perfect. Her hips were curved just right, her breasts would provide endless pleasure for me and sustenance for our children.
“Can I ask you something,” she said shyly before moving toward the stairs that led to the shallow end of the pool.
“Anything.”
“Why are you doing this—giving me swim lessons? Where is this going?” She shifted restlessly from foot to foot, and I knew she was embarrassed. “I think I know, but I just want it to be put out there, so I can stop second guessing myself.”