“Could’ve warned me.”
I pushed my finger inside her pussy, felt it clamp around me. “Keep talking.”
She moaned softly. “Since I hadn’t thought anything of it, I… Ian … that feels so good.” Another moan, then she was back on topic. “I inadvertently earned punishment that night. But then Isaac surprised me. Told me you were going to dish out my punishment.”
I added another finger inside her. I wasn’t sure if Everly realized it or not, but she was fucking my fingers, lifting and lowering on them in the water.
She continued her story, pausing for breathy moans. “You made me go over to the spanking bench. Face down, ass up. I did. You didn’t come over for a few minutes and I was starting to think that was my punishment. Being on display for the club. Nope. It wasn’t.” She ground her hips down, trying to take my fingers deeper. “You finally came over, brought the vibrator with you. Settled it against my clit and told me to hold it there, but I wasn’t allowed to come. Since I already had, I figured that wasn’t a problem.”
She sighed when I added a third finger.
“Part of me had hoped … oh, God, yes … hoped you’d take me that night. Right there in front of everyone.”
That was news to me, and her declaration had me pulling back, staring into her eyes. “Did you?”
Everly met my gaze head on, held it. “I did. Of course, you know that didn’t happen. So, there I was, on the spanking bench, a vibrator on my clit, expecting to get a spanking but hoping to get fucked.”
Those crass words coming out of her sweet, innocent mouth had my cock hardening. The fact that she was getting off retelling this story didn’t hurt, either.
“Next thing I know, a vibrator’s being pushed into my ass.”
Her pussy clenched around my fingers.
Her voice was raspy with desire when she continued. “While I’d been hoping to feel your cock inside me, you fucked my ass with a toy.”
“Did you enjoy it?”
She moaned softly, grinding against my hand. “Yes. More than I thought I would.”
“Did you come?”
“Yes.” She smiled sweetly. “But I asked permission first.”
Everly kissed me, grinding against my hand. I teased her clit with my thumb, fucked her with my fingers. She was panting.
“One of these days,” I whispered against her mouth, “my cock’s going to be in your ass.”
She inhaled sharply. “I know.”
“Do you want that?”
“Yes.”
I moved over to the wall, leaned against it, and bent my knees, shifting so that she was sitting on my thigh, her legs floating out to the side, her back across my arm.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“Close your eyes. Lean your head back.”
She did, her head bobbing on the water, ears submerged, face above. Her hair floated out around her.
I drove two fingers into her pussy, fucked her ruthlessly as I watched. She moaned, begged, her nipples puckering, stomach muscles flexing.
“May I have permission?”
“For what?” I growled, drilling my fingers into her.
“To come … oh, God. Please, Ian, please let me come.”
“You may,” I groaned seconds before she splintered in my arms.
I held on to her, keeping her face above water as she went limp in my arms. I pulled her into me, chuckling as I kissed her neck.
“Feel better?” I asked as she draped her arms around me.
“So much better.”
I held her there for a few minutes, giving her time to recuperate. All the while, I secretly relished those moments I got to spend with her. I wasn’t sure why’d I’d gotten so damn lucky that day, but I wasn’t going to ruin it by thinking about it too much.
When Everly lifted her head, she was smiling.
“You do know you’re going to return the favor,” I told her.
“When?”
“That’s for me to know and you to find out.”
“You’re going to surprise me?”
“Perhaps I will.”
Everly leaned in, her lips hovering over mine, her voice but a rasp when she said, “Surprise me now, Ian.”
She shifted, her legs coming around my hips, her arms wreathing my neck. I wanted to tell her no, to maintain control of this situation. I was the Dom, for fuck’s sake.
“I’ll beg if you’d like me to,” she whispered, her mouth still close to mine. “I’ll do anything you ask of me. Anytime. Anywhere.”
I got the feeling she was telling me something. Something vitally important. But I could hardly think beyond the fact that she was in my arms and we were alone, out here beneath the stars.
Not like we hadn’t been alone before. Hell, I’d just recently had her in the library.
But this felt different.
Everly pulled back, met my gaze. “I’ve missed you.”
Her words tore at my heart, had my arms banding more tightly around her. I wanted to carry her into the house, deposit her on my bed, spend the next few hours buried deep inside her. Then I wanted to wake up with her in my arms and do it all again.
