Page 47 of Summer Breeze
Thankfully, the water was calm enough that it was easy going. But with the sun beating down on them, he had to jump in the water several times to cool off.
She’d grabbed a large straw hat and a sun shirt before they’d left so she wouldn’t burn her skin. He’d packed a water-safe bag with their phones and had put a couple bottles of water in there, along with a bag of chips and a few granola bars, just in case he wanted a snack, which he always did when he was out on the water.
By the time they returned to the house, he’d eaten all the snacks and was so ready for lunch. Jules had only drunk a bottle of water the entire trip. Even though he tried to convince her to eat a granola bar, she said she was happy with the water.
He did notice that she grabbed an apple while he grilled the fish that he’d caught on the paddleboard trip and put in the small live-well bag that he always hung off his board. Paddleboard fishing was something he and his father always enjoyed when they came down here as a family. He hadn’t caught anything big, but the four small groupers would be good in sandwiches.
They ate their lunch by the pool then jumped in and cooled off further. He couldn’t stop himself from touching her while they played around in the water.
He’d never felt so free with anyone he’d been with before. He was pretty sure it was because they had been friends before they’d started dating.
Most of the women he’d been with, he’d had a few awkward dates before getting together with them. He’d learned their quirks after sleeping with them, which is why most of his relationships hadn’t lasted long.
Jules was different. He knew almost everything there was to know about her.
He knew how she liked her coffee. Which wines she liked. Which foods she liked and, more important, which ones she loved but avoided because she was always trying to lose weight. He didn’t think she had to do. As it was, he could see her hip bones. When he’d first seen her five years ago, she’d probably been ten to fifteen pounds heavier than she was now, and she’d looked happier.
Still, feeling her legs wrapped around his hips, he had to admit, no matter what she weighed, she felt perfect.
“How about we head upstairs for a nap?” he asked as his hands cupped her butt.
“We could,” she said a little breathlessly. “Or we could…” She reached down, her fingers going underneath his swim shorts, and cupped him.
“Damn, girl.” He groaned. “Here?” He glanced around and realized there no way anyone would see them. The nearest house was almost five lots away and on the other side of the road.
As far as perfect places to have sex outside, this was it. Funny, he’d never thought of that before.
“All right,” he said, taking her lips with is. “Let’s play.” He hoisted her up and made his way to shallower water, then set her on the side of the pool deck and undid her bottoms, tossing them on the side of the pool as the sun beat down on her exposed skin. “Spread those legs for me.”
She smiled and did as he asked.
“Don’t let me get sunburned,” she warned. She took his shoulders and pulled him towards her.
“Never,” he said and covered her pussy with his mouth.
He hadn’t planned on having sex in the pool, so he knew he’d have to take her back upstairs to grab a condom. But that didn’t stop him from enjoying her or making her come a couple times outside.
When she was totally relaxed after multiple orgasms, they headed inside where they spent time exploring every inch of each other until they fell asleep holding onto one another.
The nap was short enough that they woke in time to heat up one of Isaac’s premade meals and eat out on the deck to watch the sunset.
This time, he brought a condom with him and was thankful, since she pulled his shorts off and took him into her mouth right there on the back porch. He was never going to be able to be anywhere in the house or outside the house again without remembering what she had done to him.
When he was on the brink of coming, he flipped her onto the sofa and took her, enjoying the way her soft moans of pleasure disappeared into the night air.
When they were lying there, naked and breathing heavy, she sat up suddenly.
“Let’s go skinny dipping in the pool. I’ve always wanted to but have never had a place I felt safe enough to do it.” She glanced around. “There isn’t anyone for miles.” She took his hand.
He didn’t want to tell her he went all the time while he was here. Instead, he followed her down the stairs and into the water.
She was kissing him and wrapping her body around his again, but he knew he’d forgotten his condoms upstairs again.
“What’s wrong?” she asked when she reached for him, and he slid back slightly.
“I left the condoms upstairs.”
“It’s okay. I’ve been on birth control since I was thirteen. It’s helped regulate…” She shook her head. “Things. Anyway, and I’m clean.” She tilted her head. “You?”
