Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 84072 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84072 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
“Don’t worry, bird, we’ll play some kinky game tonight, but right now, your cute ass is walking out back, so I can teach you how to swim.” He follows his order up with a little smack on my butt.
“You think my ass is cute?”
“Everything about you is adorable.” He leans down and presses his lips to mine with a gentle kiss before grabbing my hand and pulling me toward the door.
While holding his hand, I follow him down the stairs and toward the back of the house. We make it through a hallway into a sunroom that leads us to the backyard.
Briggs opens the door, and we walk out onto a large deck with a seating area and a hot top. A few steps down from the deck is a large concrete area with a huge oval pool surrounded by large trees and bushes to make the area private. It’s just after lunch and the sun is shining from above. I tilt my head up slightly, using my hand to shield my eyes from the sun, and realize there is not a cloud in sight.
“It’s a beautiful day. Perfect pool weather,” Briggs muses, running his fingers through his short brown hair before pulling me closer to the pool.
As soon as I see the blue water, a knot of doubt forms in my stomach. Briggs must sense my apprehension because he gives my hand a small squeeze.
“We’ll stay in the shallow end, where you can stand until you are more comfortable,” he suggests, making me feel better immediately.
We enter the pool together down some stairs. The water is a comfortable temperature and before I know it, I’m standing in water that reaches up to my chest. The only thing keeping me from panicking is Briggs’s strong hand wrapped around mine tightly, and his promise of not letting me drown.
“All right, I’m gonna hold you up and walk next to you while you practice. That’s how I did it with Tia,” he explains.
I give him a small nod. “Okay, I’m ready.”
Briggs lets go of my hand and places it on my stomach instead. I lean forward, letting my weight rest on his outstretched arm while I kick my legs back and start paddling my arms.
Embarrassment floods me when I realize how stupid I must look right now, but Briggs doesn't seem to care.
“That’s good,” he encourages me while walking me back and forth in the pool. “You are doing so well.”
His hand remains securely pressed against my stomach as I continue to make swimming movements until my muscles start to get tired.
“I think I can try without your hand now,” I say in a moment of confidence.
“Are you sure?”
“No, but you can still let go.”
A few seconds later, Briggs slowly removes his hand. I continue to push my feet and arms through the water while keeping my head above water barely, but I’m doing it. I’m swimming. “Oh my god, I’m swimming!”
Briggs chuckles from behind me. “Yes, you are. I knew you could do it.”
I turn myself around and swim back toward him. He opens his arms to me, and I swim right into his embrace. Wrapping my legs around his torso and my arms around his neck, I let him hold me in the water like he did at the pool party. Only this time, our foreheads are touching, and I’m a million times more comfortable.
“I think you earned yourself a little prize for doing so well,” Briggs murmurs against my lips.
“A prize?” I ask curiously.
Briggs nods and starts walking us to the side of the pool. “I want you to sit on the edge and spread your legs for me.”
Before I can utter a word, he grabs my hips and lifts me up to sit on the edge of the pool. He runs his palms over my thighs until they rest on my knees. He pushes my legs apart, groaning when he sees my pussy only covered by a thin, wet piece of fabric.
“You gave me all your firsts. I think it’s time you get one of mine,” Briggs tells me mysteriously. I have no idea what he is talking about until he uses his finger to push my panties to the side, exposing my pussy to him.
“What are you…” He leans down to run his tongue through my folds. “Oh!” I moan, throwing my head back in pleasure while Briggs keeps licking around my clit, his hot tongue pressing against it in a delicious way.
“You like this, little bird?” he asks between licks.
“Mhhh… yes!” I manage to get out while Briggs sucks on my clit. My hands find the edge of the pool, and I grab it like my life depends on it. My toes curl and my heart races while Briggs eats me like a starving man.
A gust of wind swipes some of my hair into my face, and I’m reminded that we are outside. I suddenly feel exposed and worried that someone might see it. I glance around nervously. “You don’t think anyone can see us, right?”