find myself booking a trip around the world, you’ll be the first person I tell.”
Ben smiles and picks up my hand up from the cement edge of the pool. He puts it up to his lips, gently kisses it and places it back onto my lap. He lifts his eyes to meet mine and slowly moves away. He leans back and peels off his shirt, then tosses it onto the deck of the pool.
“What are you doing?” I shout in a hushed whisper. Ben places his index finger over my lips and silences me. He slides off his pants and dips into the water wearing nothing but his underwear.
“Are you coming in?” He asks, amused by my look of horror.
“We’re not allowed to go in the pool past eleven. It’s against the rules.” I say.
Ben tilts his head to the side, blinking his dark framed lashes in my direction. I cross my arms and legs, refusing to join him. I turn my head to the side, “I am not coming in there. We are going to get caught.”
But Ben doesn’t seem to understand the word no, and doesn’t ever take rejection lightly. He glides over in my direction and places his arms on either side of my dangling legs, “If you don’t come in yourself, I am going to yank you in fully clothed.”
“No you’re not.” I entice him, calling him on what I think is a bluff.
“I am giving you one last chance. Are you coming in? Yes or No?” he asks and teasingly presses his chest against my knees with a smug grin.
I pretend to debate his request, by coyly placing my index finger on the side of my chin and tilt my head in contemplation. Ben basks in my playful demeanor and starts to wrap his arms around my back. I quickly push his strong forearms away, “Ben this isn’t funny! Let go!”
I squirm from his grasp, but he laughs and grabs hold of my hips. I try to resist him, but he pulls me away from the ledge of the pool, and before I can even pull my feet out of the water, Ben takes total control of my body. I let out a shrill scream when he submerges me into the cool waters. I pop my head out, gasping for air, and see him standing in front of me roaring with laughter. I wipe away the wet strands of hair clamped against my face, and burst out laughing with him.
My laughter hurts my cheeks as I dunk my hair back into the water and smooth it out. I look back up, and see a clear image of Ben in the dim lights surrounding the pool. He looks gorgeous with his dark hair ruffled and wet. The water drips down his smooth tanned chest and trickles into the water. He moves closer to me, and runs his thumb along my cheek. I stand still, watching his dark eyes study my face. Suddenly Ben grabs onto my hips and our laughter stops. He slowly yanks my dress over my body, but I don’t resist. Instead I raise my hands in the air and let him leave me in my bra and panties.
He tosses my dress to the deck of the pool and my knees almost give out. His hands cup my butt and he picks me up. I slip my arms around his shoulders and wrap my legs around his waist. Just as still as the waters have become, so have we. We don’t move or say another word as he leans in and gently kisses me. His lips are so soft and tender, but this time, something about our kiss is different than it was before. It is a moment I want to freeze in time forever. Our kiss is slow and steady. It is a kiss you think you would only see in the movies, or a kiss you could only imagine you might have some day with someone you trust with all you heart. Or maybe even someone you love.
Sparks rise between us, as Ben’s hands creep between my things. I let him run his fingers in my warm insides and I kiss him harder becoming lost in his touch. The cool water nipping against my skin, mixed with the heat from Ben’s chest pressed against mine has me melting in his arms. I love the way he makes me feel. I am not worrying about whether this is right or wrong, or questioning