She turned to face him, about to ask him if he was serious. The look on his face said he was.
Her insides throbbed, both from nerves and from the longing to feel his hands on her. She’d never undressed for a man before. But then again, there were so many firsts she’d already experienced with Alex, why wouldn’t this be another?
“Naked.” He told her, sitting the water on the table and then moving closer. “For my eyes only this time.” He whispered.
With fumbling fingers, Ashleigh found herself doing as he instructed. First her t-shirt, then her shoes, followed by her socks and jeans. She left her bra and panties on just to test him. Had she not already gotten naked in a room full of people, she might be a little hesitant about being completely naked outside, for the entire world to see.
“I think you forgot a couple of pieces.” He told her as his eyes trailed over her skin.
She unhooked her bra, sliding the straps down her arms and letting the lace fall to the ground along with the rest of her clothes. Stepping out of her panties required a little more coaxing, but her fingers eventually caught on.
Standing back to her full height, feeling incredibly exposed and more than a little nervous, Ashleigh tried not to fidget.
“So damn beautiful.” Alex said with a hint of awe in his tone that made Ashleigh blush. “I’ve dreamed about seeing you naked. Did you know that?” He asked, but Ashleigh couldn’t answer. “For ten long years, I’ve wanted you.”
Ashleigh could relate, but she wasn’t about to tell him that.
“I want to taste you. But, I think it’s only fair if I were naked too.” Alex said, staring back at her.
For a brief moment, she waited for him to undress, but then Ashleigh realized he wanted her to do the honors. She wasn’t about to argue because seeing Alex naked had become one of her fantasies come to life. Sliding her hand under the untucked edge of his shirt, she raked her nails over his taut abs, lifting the shirt as she went. Within seconds, she had his shirt off, discarded to the concrete beneath her.
The evening air was cool, a welcome relief to her suddenly overheated skin. Before she moved on to his jeans, she took a moment to look her fill, gliding her hands over the muscular planes of his chest, scraping her fingernails over each of his nipples, watching as they hardened beneath her touch. She suddenly wanted to suck them to see what he would do. Feeling bold and brazen, she moved in closer, flicking her tongue against one small, brown disc, twirling around the hardened nub before using her teeth to nip him.
“Keep it up, baby. Just remember, paybacks are a bitch.” He teased in that gruff tone she loved so much, slipping his hand in her hair and holding her head close to his chest.
Ashleigh moved to the other nipple, teasing it briefly before lowering her hands to release the buttons on his jeans. After lowering the zipper, she pushed the denim down his legs. Grateful that he managed to slip off his shoes, she helped undress him completely until he stood before her in all of his masculine glory, just as naked as she was.
Without another word, Alex led her to the pool, descending the steps while holding her hand. She followed along behind him, her gaze raking over his beautiful body. For a moment, she allowed her eyes to trace the bold, black outline on his back, the intricate pattern that formed the tiger’s face on his back. She had the sudden urge to taste him, to trace the tattoo with her tongue.
Pulling away from him, she pressed up against his back, using her finger to trace the black outline before using her tongue to do the same. She’d noticed it before, just as intrigued then as she was now. With him naked, she wanted to graze each impressive line, taste the salty, warmth of his skin.
“Damn, baby.” He groaned as he stood motionless in the water. She pressed her breasts against his back as she continued to explore him with her mouth, placing light kisses over his skin, licking the artwork that only accentuated how utterly male he was. The animal peering back at her was an ironic replica of what she thought of him. A jungle cat, always on the prowl. Strong and beautiful.
“My turn.” Alex said, turning abruptly before turning her away from him. “Put your hands on the edge of the pool and don’t move.” He ordered her, and she immediately followed his instruction.
She loved that about Alex. His need to dominate, to be completely in control. It had taken him some time to finally open up to her, but once he did, Ashleigh hadn’t been disappointed.
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Alex placed his hands on the curve of Ashleigh’s waist, gliding down her hips, her thighs, before bringing them back up.
The way she’d touched him, the way she’d run her tongue over his back had him gritting his teeth and squeezing his cock. He loved that about her, her need to explore him, but he was hanging by a frayed thread at the moment. He needed the control or he wouldn’t last all of five seconds.