“Levi.” Her voice is soft and reedy and my cock grows hard as steel at the sweet sound of it.

“Tell me you want me, princess,” I coax her. “It’s what we both want. All you have to do is give in, give your body what it wants, what it craves. Nobody has to know. It’s just us out here, alone. We can be as bad as we want to be.”

I know the moment she’s made her choice. Vista’s body softens against mine and a defeated breath blows past her lips, coasting over the base of my neck in a soft caress that winds me up tighter than a bow.

She doesn’t have to say the words for me to know she’s made her decision, and I’m not about to wait around for her to change her mind.

Without wasting another moment, I swoop in, sealing my lips against hers. Vista’s body braces at the impact, her muscles freezing her in place for a moment before she melts into me. Her hands, now resting against my chest, slide up and around the back of my neck as she tilts her face up. The feel of her fingers latching onto my hair, of her nails scratching my scalp, drive me wild and I deepen the kiss, pushing my tongue into her mouth with the same ferocity I imagine using on the sweet spot between her legs.

It’s damn near impossible to control myself around this woman. I feel like I’m eighteen all over again and she’s steamrolling over my entire world. Lost in her kiss, in the way her body responds to my touch, and in the way she grabs onto me like her next breath depends on it, only drives me deeper into insanity, because everything that’s happening right now is insane.

Going against my father’s wishes is insane. Knowing the kind of PR nightmare this could produce if word got out about what we’re doing here and not giving a damn about any of it, is insane. Not giving a shit about anything aside from how fast I can get this woman naked and under me is perhaps the most insane thing of all, because I’m not this guy. I’m not the man who leads women on or forges relationships or even wants to. But Vista, she’s different. Vista is the type of woman who wants and deserves to be shown off, to be taken home to meet the parents. I’m not that guy, but I am the guy who will fuck her straight into next week, and when she leaves my bed, she’ll be smiling.

Bending down, I scoop her into my arms, and rather than leave the water, I draw us deeper into its depths. This place is secluded. In all the time I’ve spent here, I’ve never happened across another soul, but it’s not worth the risk. I’ll be damned if I allow another pair of eyes to see what’s mine.

I wade far enough in that if anyone stumbled across us, all they’d see is our head and shoulders poking out of its murky depths before I stop. Still able to touch the muddy bottom and retain some control, I put my years of training to good use and release the clasp on her bra.

Breaking the kiss, Vista draws back, looking uncertain as ever. “Levi, maybe we shouldn’t do this.”

“Maybe you need to shut up and enjoy yourself for once.” One at a time, I draw the straps of her bra down her slender shoulders, and she lets me. Which is answer enough, isn’t it?

“What if someone catches us?”

“They won’t.”

“But what if they do?”

“When was the last time you got out of your own head?” I ask, burying my face in that soft curve between her neck and shoulder. Her hands clutching me to her, Vista leans into me, encouraging me to continue.

I kiss my way down her chest to breasts that are just as I remember—a small handful of silky, pale peach flesh. Perfect. Flicking my tongue across her soft rosebud nipple, she gasps, arching her back, and all the blood in my body rushes south.

I’ve never been so hard or so desperate to be inside a woman in my life. Why does it have to be this woman who makes it happen? If only life came with easy answers and even easier solutions...

Her skin is cold under my palm as the hand I have locked around her thigh skims higher to palm her ass. She shivers when my fingers find their way beneath the thin, soaked cotton of her panties, spreading wide enough to feel the heat of her core against the tips. But she’s far from being cold. Vista’s body is molten, the heat pouring off her in waves, warming the space between us enough that I no longer feel the cold either.

“Tell me you want it,” I say as I lean in for another kiss. “Tell me you want my cock.”

“God help me, I do. I want it,” Vista pants, squirming against me as I begin working her panties down. With her legs still wrapped around me, they don’t go far, but I’ve been in tighter spaces.

My cock is so hard and eager it’s managed to free itself through the helpful slit in my boxers. Reaching down, I wrap my fist around it, giving it a few good pumps. “Tell me where you want it.”

Hesitating, Vista kisses me instead. I smile against her mouth. For someone who uses profanity as often as she does, I find it amusing how quickly she clams up at the idea of talking dirty. Not a problem, though. I can talk dirty for the both of us.

“You want it inside you, don’t you, princess? You want me to put my big, fat cock in your tight little pussy.”

Moaning into my mouth, Vista churns her hips against mine. A plea to get moving? Holding my cock, I run the head through her slit, gliding easily through her silky folds. My whole body cringes and goosebumps erupt across every inch of my skin at the contact. I want in her so bad I might come before I get there, but it’s been four years and I’ve spent so much time fantasizing about this moment that I’m not going to just jump right in.

“There it is,” I purr, kissing her again as I continue to stroke my cock and tease her clit with every rock of my hips. “I think your pussy missed me. You’re so wet and—” I push the tip of my cock into her, breaching her walls before retreating again “—oh, fuck, yeah. I knew you’d be tight. As soon as I put it in, I’m going to come.”

“Levi, now. Please.”

Her breathy plea almost obliterates my resolve. “Not yet, princess. I want you to come first.”

Reluctantly, I stop rubbing against her and place my hand between her breasts, applying gentle pressure. “Lay back for me, princess.”

She looks unsure, but does what I tell her. Carefully, and with her ankles still locked together behind my back, I help her stretch out across the water’s surface until she’s floating.

From this angle, with her laid out before me, the high afternoon sun filters through the canopy of trees, causing shards of light to reflect off the water’s surface and dance across her skin. She looks like a goddess and I want to worship her like one.

Her panties are still around the tops of her thighs, impeding my plans to ravage her. Needing them gone, I take hold of the waistband and rip the thin material apart, leaving Vista completely bare before me.

“What are we doing?” she asks, her eyes wide and a tremor of fear present in her voice.

Despite the water, her pussy glistens with her wetness and I can’t tear my eyes away. Running my tongue over my lips, I tell her, “Not we. Me, and I’m about to do real bad things to you. Try to stay still and relax, princess. And keep your head above the water so you don’t drown.”

I’m sure there was a complaint coming, but I don’t wait around to hear it. Sinking down into the water until it covers my shoulders, I hold her hips immobile and dive between her open legs, fitting my lips to hers, and devour her. Slick, warm heat greets my tongue and I lap it up, tasting the faint sweetness of peaches in the back of my throat. It doesn’t even matter that water is lapping against my face or that I have to hold my breath so I don’t drown. It’s worth it if I get to put my mouth on her.

“Oh! Levi!” Vista jerks, and the water suddenly rushes up around her. Tearing my mouth away, I shift my hold on her and pull her back up the surface before she goes completely under.