Plan A

9

February 14th, 2016

Thomas told me to meet him at his house and when I got there, the door was locked and the lights were all off. Great, the best valentine's day ever. 

"Surprise," A whisper in my ear made me flinch but then turn around. Thomas stood in front of me, a bouquet in his hands. 

"Aww," I took the bouquet and brought it up to my nose, inhaling the scent. 

"Now come on, we have a long day ahead of us," He grabbed onto my free hand. He took me to a dress shop and bought me a short red one.

The day went on, until we ended up at his house. 

"Skinny dipping?" I asked.

"Skinny dipping," He responded. He picked me up bridal style and carried me over to the pool. He set me down on the ledge as he slid his tux off, leaving him in just his Calvin Klein boxers. I slowly slid off my dress, teasing him. I dove into the pool, splashing him, and then came up to the surface for air. "Damn."

"Damn is right," I swam over to him and pecked his lips again. 

"I love you," He spoke. He smashed his lips onto mine, the familiar feeling, filling my senses.

His hands moved down to my thighs, spreading them apart. He rested his hands on the insides of my thighs, slowly rubbing them. His fingers began to move upwards slowly.

"Thank god you have an indoor pool," I whispered. He smirked softly into the kiss. His fingers finally reached my lace undies. He pulled away from the kiss and removed both of my undergarments. His lips travelled to my neck, slowly leaving hickeys all over. I let soft moans out into his ear.

"Thomas," I moaned as he sucked harder. As he sucked my skin, his hand went down to fiddle with my clit. "Fuck."

"Cuss one more time. I dare you," He spoke sternly against my skin.

"You're a fucking asshole," I joked. His fingers suddenly plunged into me, make me gasp out in shock. "Thomas."

His fingers continued to work their magic inside of clit as his lips glued to my skin. I felt his fingers going deeper with every second. He finally hit a nice spot in me, making me approach my climax. Just as I was close, Thomas pulled out of me and released himself from my neck. He slid his boxers off and grabbed onto my waist. He swam over to the ledge off the pool and got out of it, his body soaking wet. He was still holding onto me and helped me out of the pool. He lifted me up and then motioned for me to wrap my legs around him. I did as told so that his tip was a little bit into me.

"Ready?" He asked.

"Yeah," I spoke, sliding down onto him. "Fuck."

It took me a second but I quickly got used to him again. I moaned as he repeatedly thrusted into me. His pace started quickening, until he was relentlessly pounding my clit as he held me. His hands squeezed my ass as he thrusted harder and harder. I started screaming his name as I felt my climax get closer and closer.

"Shit!" I screamed out. I felt my climax wash through me quickly. He let go himself and then lifted me off him.

"I think we could use a swim after that," Thomas joked. He pushed me back into the water and then got in himself. 

"That was the best we've had," I joked.

"Yup," He replied, splashing me with water.