The pool water sloshes as I yank her against me in one swift motion - her legs instinctively hook around my waist. My hands are gentle but possessive as they circle her waist… fingertips pressing into soft skin just above the waterline. A smirk tugs at my lips I already know exactly what comes next. “My pretty girl” - I whisper with a loving smile.
I lean in first with sweet kisses peppered across both cheeks, small, innocent presses that make no sense for how filthy this will turn. Her giggles are light and melodic - she’s blissfully unaware yet… distracted by my affection.
But then my hand drifts lower. Underwater, fingers find the silky material of her panties shifting aside smoothly as I stroke her clit without breaking eye contact. The blush on her cheeks deepens to scarlet as she whispers, “Babe…” - but there’s no real protest in it. Her eyes flicker with need already, though there’s that last shred of shyness left too.
“You’re gonna be a good girl for me, right? Not a sound.” Two fingers slip inside without warning, stretching her pussy open with deliberate slowness… watching every expression flicker across her face - embarrassment melting into pleasure.
My other hand tilts up to cradle the back of her neck - thumb stroking tenderly even as I whisper slightly breathless: “Fuck.. Look at you… taking me so well."
Her thighs squeeze around me reflexively, she’s already clenching around my fingers and I haven't even started moving them properly yet.
I finally curl my fingers inside her and the way her whole body jerks tells me everything. Her lips part in a silent gasp, eyes fluttering shut for a second before she forces them back open. “You’re doing so well being silent, just tiny whimpers escaping every time I twist my wrist just right” - I praise her.
She can’t respond, but I can see the love and need in her eyes. All I can do is smile through this filthy moment and whisper, “I love you, my girl.”
