I suck in a deep breath and push myself forward in the water, knowing he will be there to catch me if I can’t do it. I go for freestyle, trying to accelerate toward him, my legs kicking behind me. Every time I get close to him, he takes a few steps back. And eventually, we’re at the other side of the pool.”
“See, look at you go.” He beams, happy for me.
“It’s easier when I know you’re there to catch me.”
“She does trust me after all.” His smile turns smug.
I hang onto the side of the pool beside him, letting my legs just paddle through the water as I try and get a feel for it. “I trust you to not let me drown,” I mutter back, a sassy-as-fuck smirk on my face. Can’t let him go and get a big head about this shit, now can I.
Grinning, he watches me paddling, way too invested in me learning to swim. “Is your ankle okay with all the movement?” he asks, concerned.
“It actually feels nice to move it around in the water, lighter or something, it relieves the pressure of the swelling.”
“Good. How about you try swimming back to the other side. I will be right behind you if you need me.”
I suck in a deep breath and push myself off the wall, moving my arms and legs just the way he showed me. It’s not long before I reach the other side. A small amount of pride swells within me knowing I can do this. Once I get to where we started, I take a seat on the steps for a break.
Orlando joins me. Taking my hand, he kisses the back of it.
“Thank you.” I offer a half smile, grateful for his help.
He pulls me closer for a proper kiss. Dragging me onto his lap as our kiss deepens, my legs go to either side as I straddle his lap.
“We can practice every day if you like, until you’re confident enough to test out the ocean.”
I can’t help the small smile that paints my lips at the idea. “I would like that.” I kiss him again. I’m not really sure how we got here like this, but I don’t want it to stop either. Being stuck in this place must have really done a number on me, because the longer I’m here on this island with him, the more I begin to like him. Not just want him, but really like spending time with him.
“Is there anything else you want to learn? I’m a good teacher.”
I shrug as I think on it. We do have a lot of spare time, and as fun as it is to fill the days with us fucking, there is probably something more useful I could be doing with our time. “I never learned how to ride a motor bike; do you have one of those?”
His brow rises. “The big bad Sloane Stryker, youngest sibling of the infamous Stryker MC, can’t ride?” He chuckles playfully like he can’t believe it.
I hit him across his chest for making fun of me. “It’s not funny. My brothers wouldn’t let me learn, they said it was too dangerous. And then I just gave up on trying because Onyx wasconstantly driving me round anyway, so what was the point? But it’s always bugged me.”
“I’ll see what I can do.” His head drops closer to mine, and he kisses the side of my face. “Right now, though, I think I should teach you how to fuck like a mermaid.”
“What do mermaids even fuck?” I laugh, unable to help it. What the hell is he going on about this time?
“Probably.” He tugs at the sides of my bikini, and the bottoms come undone. He wastes no time in playing with me, his fingers slipping through my folds, before he pushes two of them inside of me at once, and I can’t help but groan. “This one does.” His lips twist up at the sides devilishly.
With his other hand, he frees his cock from his board shorts, and I take hold of him. He’s impossibly hard, the feel of him alone sending a thrill of anticipation right through me. I start to ride his hand shamelessly, wanting more than just his fingers inside of me.
“So fucking greedy, aren’t you, my little mermaid.”
I kiss his lips again, our eyes locking as I pull back just a little. “I never considered fucking in a pool before.”
“And now it’s all you can think about.”
“Yes. Maybe I need one of these in the club.”
I see the way he recoils at the mention of my club. He hates the idea that I will ever go back there. But I will, and I don’t care how many times I need to tell him how important that place is to me, I will get back there. Even if I have to drag him with me. I lean over him, kissing down his neck.
He pulls his fingers free, and I move my hips over his cock, the tip teasing me ever so slightly before I lower onto him, gasping as his massive cock fills me. It feels so good being this close to him. So right, even though I know it’s not.
He unties my bikini top and palms my tits as I ride him. Water sloshes all around us, but we don’t care. I feel like I’mon summer vacation with the man of my dreams as the mid-morning sun warms our skin, even though I know it’s more like the man of my nightmares. But somehow, he’s not anymore. Things have changed so drastically in my time here with him.
For a split second, his gaze fixates on something behind us out to sea or at the jetty, and I go to turn my head to see what he’s looking at, but he kisses me, distracting me in the best way possible. I melt back into him, not caring what the hell is going on around us. Right now there is only him and the pleasure he’s bringing me with his massive cock.
