Fionn by Marteeka Karland Read Free Book Online Page B

cook so maybe she could find some sandwich meat. If not, she’d just wait for her jailer to bring her rations. Besides, she wasn’t really all that hungry.
    Deciding to have a look around, LeeAnn wandered around the huge house. Figuring if there was someplace he didn’t want her he should have locked it up, she checked out every room she could find. Also known as, “searching for a way out.”
    What she found didn’t surprise her. The place, however large, was surprisingly sterile. It was as if Fionn had no preferences. No personality. The only place that seemed out of the norm was the indoor pool. That room was like a shining oasis.
    The sun shone from the retractable glass roof. When closed, like now, the sun would warm the room, bathing the pool in golden light. This was a place she could spend some time in. Though her life was dedicated to her work, the one pleasure she indulged in was swimming. To her, swimming laps was as satisfying as a good movie for most people. Probably because she spent so much of her time inside and free of physical activity. She craved the stimulation to her body. Water sluicing over her during a vigorous swim was the ultimate pleasure. Well. It had been…until Fionn had taken command of her body.
    Now, she had the idea of stripping off Fionn’s shirt and swimming naked for hours. What would it feel like to have the water streaming over her bare body as she glided through it?
    Fuck it.
    With one snappish movement, LeeAnn whipped off the T-shirt Fionn had given her, flinging it across the room angrily. This was so not like her, but she was actually going to do it. She was… actually going to do it!
    Before she could examine her feelings too closely, she dove into the pool, gliding through the water as gracefully as she knew how. The feel was foreign to her. Water streamed over her puckered nipples, sensitizing them beyond belief. Her whole body soaked up the stimulation, just like it had Fionn’s touch. Was she truly that starved for sexual stimulation? Physical stimulation of any kind, really.
    Shoving all thought from her head, LeeAnn concentrated on breathing, stroking her arms through the water. Turning once she reached the other side. One stroke at a time. It wasn’t long before she was on automatic, her muscles working expertly as she moved. She simply let herself go, her mind at ease, her body moving efficiently. Time didn’t matter. Her situation didn’t matter. All that mattered was one stroke of her arms. Then the next. Then turn. Repeat.
    When she finally stopped, she was breathing heavily as she rested her arms on the side of the pool. The heavy feeling in her lungs was good. It had been longer than normal since she’d had a good swim and LeeAnn hadn’t realized how much she’d missed it.
    She was about to climb out when she noticed Fionn lazily leaning against the wall, arms crossed over his chest. Instinctively, she sank to her neck in the water, not that it would do any good. He’d already seen everything she had and it wasn’t as if the water hid her very well.
    Without a word, Fionn unbuttoned his shirt, shrugging out of it. His pants, shoes and socks followed soon after. He didn’t hurry, didn’t say a word, his intent clear. LeeAnn dimly realized she should retreat to the other end of the pool, or even climb out and put his shirt back on. Even if he saw her out of the water and completely naked again, it couldn’t possibly be worse than him getting in the water with her. Both of them naked.
    Then she lost her breath and her mind blanked. Fionn’s body was indeed a work of art. Sculpted muscles, thick and bulging, rippled under his skin as he moved. Veins roped all along his arms in a stunning masculine display. The light dusting of red-gold hair over his chest, arms, and legs made her tremble as she remembered it abrading her skin lightly in the most erotic touch just hours before.
    And that magnificent cock…
    Now, it bobbed proudly with every step he took.