Chapter 92

He felt his body jerked to attention as the material inched down to expose pearly skin. Her curves were so generous and womanly in every way, he could feel his fangs itch just at the thought of them scraping along every delicious inch.

Her satisfied sigh had him almost pounce on her, but he kept to the shadows.

Staring...lusting...salivating...

Her body arched elegantly as she plunged into the depth of the pool.

Water gloved Ciara in its welcoming depths, gliding over her skin, her legs propelling her forward.

Ciara emerged from the warmth, breathing heaps of oxygen to her starved lungs. Tilting onto her back she paddled lazily, marvelling at her body’s weightlessness in the water.

Time stood still as her body slacked, watery fingers stroked her skin and she sighed.

Aaaahh blisssssssssssssss...

Ciara’s tranquillity turned into alarm as the watery fingers touch became intimate...almost human ...a touch brushed over her thighs, moving upwards, it skimmed her breasts.

Alarmed, Ciara shot to her feet. Eeriness reigned supreme. Something caught the corner of her eye...

Intense sapphire eyes stared from the side of the pool.

“Ciara, strange to see you here this time of night.” His smile was devastating.

It was him! The Adonis of the other night!

“Hi! I could say the same to you. Are you here for a swim?”

“Yes but if you’d rather be alone...” he was about to leave.

“Oh no! No, please join me.”

She turned away as he chucked down his jeans. Swimming towards the other side of the swimming pool she tried to still her pounding heart.

A splash confirmed his presence and she gasped as he suddenly emerged right in front of her just as she turned around.

“Are you running away from me?”

“Uuhhh no of course not! Why would I do that? Some people like their privacy when they swim, I wanted to give you some space.” She didn’t even convince herself.

Water streamed down his chiselled face morphing his eyes to a soft hue of sky.

“What have you been up to these last couple of days?” His voice set her at ease and she smiled warmly.

“Oh nothing special. I didn’t have too much to do these last couple of days but I guess its all going to change from tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow?”

How did he come so close? The man was agile!

She found herself backed against the side of the pool, his frame so close she swore she could feel the heat radiating from his body.

Something shifted in his eyes and he moved to her side, resting his arms on the side of the pool he turned to face her while his feet treaded the water rhythmically.

“I’m playing nanny for a couple of days.”

“Oh?”

“Yes, don’t you know? Jon’s son, Jesse, is here for a few days.”

“I see. Why do you think he brought the kid? He never does that.”

“I wouldn’t know. Maybe he just wanted to spend some time with him?”

“Yeah I guess.”



Ciara swallowed as her eyes rested on his face. His eyes were locked onto her lips. Was he even listening to her?



“So what have you been up to? I haven’t seen you around either.”

“I’ve been with family for a few days. Some personal things had to be taken care of.”

“Oh I’m sorry, I hope it ....”

Two fingers pressed against her lips.

“Sssssshhhhh....I’m tired of polite conversation. There is something I’ve wanted to do since the night I’ve seen you all wild eyed and nervous in the hallway...”

His voice scraped over her senses, water swirled around her as his body inched closer, intimately pressing to hers.

Ciara was mesmerized, the enigma of the man was overpowering, spinning her in a web of total surrender.

His breath was warm on her face, electricity buzzed through her the moment their lips touched.

His mouth was gentle against hers, leisurely exploring the outline of her lips, he prolonged the invasion of his tongue.

Tiny nibbles left her breathless, she sighed, giving him the opportunity he was waiting for. His warm, wet tongue slipped inside, sweeping over her teeth, he explored the dark, moist cavern of her mouth. Her tongue surged forward, duelling with his; she heard the unmistakable growl, felt it under her hands as they stroked the wet wall pressed against her.

Strong hands caressed her shoulders, restlessly aiming south down her back. Pausing for a few heart stopping moments on the gentle swell of her buttocks he kneaded like a contented kitten. A deep purr rumbled from his throat and she felt the heat pooling between her legs.

Warning lights flickered as her arousal filled his nostrils. He ached to feel her soft lips against his but he never wanted it to go this far, so out of control, if he could just hold her for a few moments more...just a few...

His kneading hands transformed into claws and he gripped her soft buttocks, hauling her against him, fitting her perfectly to the cradle of his hips.

His hungry mouth travelled towards the soft shell of her ear, a sharp nip made her gasp but it was his passionate little bites that left her whimpering, yearning for more. Her hands were lost in his wet bangs, tugging at the springiness between her fingers.

Ciara felt the sharp jab of the pool’s edge digging into her back but she didn’t care. She wanted this with him...now...right here.

Her swimsuit left her skin, his warm mouth replaced the coldness, warming her nipple as it suckled hungrily. Her hands clutched his head, a whirlpool of ecstasy slammed into her and she moaned as his mouth found the other nub, flicking his tongue playfully.

Blood roared in Jon’s ears, his hunger intensified, the darkness in him blooming like a disease, threatening to take over. His fangs scrape over a tight, pink nub and she shivered.

Ciara instantly felt the change in him, jerking from her, he turned his face away, his body heaving fiercely. His hands pushed her from him, his breathing ragged.

“I can’t do this...” he rasped.

“Is it me?” She moved to see his face but he shot from her. If she saw him now...

“I’m sorry...it’s not you...I gotta go.” He was out of the swimming pool before she could blink, leaving a confused and very frustrated Ciara behind.