Just For You, Sir (Doms of Decadence) by Laylah Roberts Read Free Book Online Page B

enough night for a swim.
    “Let’s go for a swim.” He was already stripping off his shirt.
    She shook her head. “I don’t have a bathing suit.”
    “You have a bra and panties, same thing.” And she would have to stay here until they dried.
    She watched him, seemingly riveted as he stripped down to his underwear. He was gratified by the way her eyes widened, her breathing quickening as she took note of h is erection pressing against his underwear. Derrick let her look for a long moment before turning and diving into the pool. Maybe the water would help cool his raging libido.
    Then again, maybe not. He watched as Jacey stripped. Pulling off her pink shirt, she folded it neatly. She hesitated a moment then quickly stripped off her jeans.
    My God, she’s beautiful. She crouched down in her underwear, sitting on the side of the pool with her legs dangling in.
    “Come i n, or are you chicken,” he called out.
    Wrinkling her nose at him, she pushed off, letting herself fully submerge in the water. Coming up, she pushed her hair back off her face, a huge grin forming.
    “This feels so good.”
    Derrick d ove beneath the water, and grabbing her, threw her into the air toward the middle of the pool. With a squeal she landed with a splash, and came up coughing.
    “You rat! You’re going to pay for that.”
    They played for a while, something Derrick hadn’t done for years. Finally, he grabbed hold of her, pulling her toward the shallow end of the pool. He pinned her between his body and the side of the pool. Capturing her wrists with one hand, he grinned.
    “G ot you now.”
    She wiggled playfully.
    “Are you going to surrender?”
    “Never!” she told him, with a wide grin.
    “A dare.” He used his free hand to tickle her under her arms.
    “No, no, no,” she squealed, laughing as she attempted to twist away.
    “Do you surrender?”
    “No!”
    Leaning in, he kissed her deeply, moving his free hand around to cup one of her breasts. It filled his palm nicely, the nipple firm.
    “Do you surrender now?” he whispered.
    “Yes.”
    “Good girl.” He kissed his way down her neck to her shoulders, nipping the part where her shoulder and neck met. She leaned against him. He let go of her hands so he could run his hands down her sides.
    “Put your legs around my waist,” he told her, lifting her up. She slid her legs around him, her pussy against his waist. He nuzzled between her breasts, then reaching around, undid her bra , pulling it off and flinging it away to reveal her beautiful breasts. Leaning down, he sucked one nipple into his mouth while squeezing the other between his finger and thumb.
    “Oh, oh,” she cried out, pressing herself against him. Derrick slid his free hand down to cover her ass, squeezing the firm cheek as he continued to erotically torture her breasts.
    “Derrick, oh God.”
    “Like that, baby?” he asked.
    “Umm-hmm,” she replied, her head lolling back.
    “Good. If you want to stop, tell me now,” he whispered harshly. His cock throbbed, protesting his words. But the last thing he wanted was to scare her away or overwhelm her.
    “You stop now and I’ll hurt you,” she said fiercely, surprising him. That slightly reserved air had disappeared throughout the night, revealing a passionate, rather feisty woman.
    He liked it.
    Her full breasts bobbed just above the water. He cursed himself for not putting in more outdoor lighting, he needed to see all of her.
    He pushed her up higher, nuzzling between her breasts before lapping at her right nipple.
    Lick. Nibble. Suck.
    Repeat.
    Absolutely delicious. He moved across to her other nipple. Jacey twisted her fingers through his hair, not painfully, but enough to let him know how affected she was.
    “You’re so beautiful . I need to taste all of you.” Desire swamped him, rushing over him in waves.
    He lifted her up and sat her on the side of the pool, kissing her lower stomach.
    “Lie back.”
    “Derrick…” she said