Slowly though, I think we are finding our way back to happiness. Back to before things went to shit.
Trent grabs my wrist, preventing me from splashing him more. One swift pull and I’m wrapped back in his arms.
“I love you, Fal.”
“And I love you.”
He drops one hand from my waist. Lowering it underwater, he drags it down my skin until he comes to my bikini bottoms. The minute his fingers skim under them, my eyes shoot to his.
“Trent...” I trail off before looking around. It’s pretty dead out here, considering it is Christmas Day, but still.
“Shh,” he replies as he dips a finger inside of me.
He leans down, kissing me. His kiss is almost desperate, as if he can’t get enough. Hell, at this point, I can’t get enough of him. His movements turn carnal as he adds a second finger. His kiss turns rough. I can’t help but moan into his mouth. What’s happening between us is raw, too raw. Yet, I welcome it.
Trent releases my mouth, trailing kisses along my jaw down to my neck. The sensation of it plus what he’s doing under the water has me on the brink of losing all control.
“Let go for me.”
His words go straight to my core as his finger sweeps over my clit, applying just the right amount of pressure. Waves break around us as I lose control, calling out his name over and over.
“Mine, forever.”
I’m too lost in pleasure to respond to that statement. Forever? Everything is still too foggy, there’s no way he said it. Trent and I have only just begun dating seriously. Well, for the past six months anyway, even though we go back farther than that. Trent couldn’t commit, didn’t know how to. I guess I really didn’t either, not until I jumped on a plane and flew across the world to see him.
Maybe that’s why I’m having trouble understanding what I think I heard. That is until Trent tips my chin up to look him square in his dark eyes.
“Did you hear me, Fallon? You are mine. Forever.”
I swallow slowly, I can only nod in response. No words come. Not a single one.
CHAPTER4
TRENT
Telling Fallon that she was mine forever felt good. It felt real. She looked shocked, or maybe she is confused by my words. She has a right to be, after all. I’ve put her through hell and back more than once, but she’s it for me. She’s going to know it too. Soon.
We wade in the water quietly for a few more minutes before I nod. “Ready to go in and relax before dinner?”
“In a minute, I’m kind of enjoying being out here.”
“Whenever you are ready.”
I won’t rush her. I love seeing her out here like this, completely relaxed. She’s always loved being in the water. She would spend all summer in my pool.
She dips underwater and comes up, brushing her dark hair out of her face. She’s so fucking perfect. Water beads off her chest. I have to resist the urge to reach out and wipe it away. I want to. I want to fuck her right now. The erection in my swim trunks agrees. However, I need her rested for later. If I take her now, I won’t be easy, and she may be too sore later for what I have planned.
Fuck, just thinking of what I have planned has me stroking myself through the wet fabric. I really should drag her out of the water and take her back to the room because I’m not sure I trust myself to keep control for much longer. Especially watching the way her tits bounce each time a wave passes.
Fallon clears her throat, eyebrow raised. She caught me staring. She swims over to me, throwing her arms around my neck. The second she steps in close, I know she can feel my hard-on.
Her eyes widen, confirming.
What’s more, is she grinds into me. She’s fucking teasing me.
“Fallon,” I warn.
She doesn’t reply with words. Instead, she wraps her legs around me, rubbing her pussy against me. If only there wasn’t material in the way. Not that it has stopped me in the past.