Free Juice: An Alpha Male Billionaire Romance - Part 4 (Juice: The Series) by Victoria Starke

 
    Bronwyn
    I drift in and out of consciousness, my eyes relaxed behind
dark sunglasses, and floating in the water with Everett for what feels to be an
eternity. The distant sounds of boats passing on the lake and twittering of
birds hum and soothe my body. I cup water from the pool onto spill it onto my
chest and watch it stream off and back into the pool. I look down at my toes
which are tingling from the relaxation. I smile as I wiggle the in the water.
    I feel a presence next to me. I look over and he’s wearing a
devilish grin.
    Uh oh.
    In one motion, he capsizes my peaceful home, a simple blow
up raft, and tosses me into the pool. So much for my moment of Zen.
    “You ass!” I exclaim, jumping back up for air and splashing
him in his stupid face and looking around for my sunglasses which are now
sinking to the bottom.
    He dives under the water and tackles me, pushing me under.
He holds me a moment in a brief staring contest while holding our breath under
the water until we surface again and gulp the air.
    He’s still holding me. His hands grip my upper arms with
strength and calm. The crystal chlorinated water drip off our faces as he stare
into each other’s eyes as the midday sun glare ripples off little waves. I have
to have him.
    His hands slide under the water along my back and to my butt
and gripping firmly.
    “I’m so glad you came,” he says while pulling closer to me.
I feel my nipples tense under my wet bathing suit in the cool air. His face
comes closer and kisses me with his full lips and strong tongue. I feel his
stubbled chin against my cheek as he kisses down my face to my neck, sucking
and nibbling along my skin. I lean my head and catch the blinding Mediterranean
sun.
    “I have to have you,” he says, echoing the thoughts bouncing
in my brain. I wrap my legs around him as he pulls me up and out of the pool,
walking up the stairs with me.
    Out of the water, I get a twinge self-conscious, “I can
walk, I’m kind of heavy,” I say.
    “You’re a twig,” he says, now walking with me on the pool
deck. I feel like one in his arms. We kiss deeply as I cling to his hips and
wet the concrete all around the pool. He lays me down on a warm and dry pool
bed under the pergola.
    “I need you. Right here,” he says with intensity.
    “Here? The neighbors-” I say and crane my head side to side.
The lakefront property has privacy hedges fifteen feet high.
    “Nonsense,” he says. “They’re never here, and even if they
were, they should be so lucky to see you,” he says, squeezing my breasts and
pulling my bikini top to the side. My wet nipples are erect, responding to his
words and the cool air.
    “Oh, Everett,” I moan as he nibbles and kisses all around my
exposed chest. I reflexively trace my hand between my legs and feel the cool
pool water has given way to my warm wetness. I rub myself in circles over the
fabric.
    His hand cups mine and begins to circle over my entrance. I
find a loose string on his trunks and slowly pull it until I feel the knot come
loose. He’s hard and straining until the cool, wet fabric. I pull him by the
waistband close to me. I need to feel him. I need him inside me.
    He pushes my hand away and pins me to the chair with his
other hand. I love his control over my body.
    “What do want?”
    “I want you”
    “Do you?”
    “Yes,” I exclaim, louder than I’d intended. “More than
anyone in my life.”
    He makes an aggressive grunt and pulls my bikini bottoms to
the side.
    “I’m going to fuck you, right now,” he says, holding the
back of my head.
    My brain is shocked by how aggressive he’s becoming in the
past few minutes. But I’m more turned on than ever. I feel like we’re back at
his apartment, the very first time. We were animals then.
    “I want it,” I say and close my eyes. I am his in every way.
    “What do you want?” he asks angrily.
    “I want you to fuck me. Hard.” I say and loop my hands
behind my head, helpless.
    His suit is only part