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                        Abby dove into the small pool at the back of the house. Since she didn't pack for a swim she went in her underwear. The water was cool as the sun began to set.

Its calm, smooth blue surface had been  beckoning her to dive in ever since Nick showed it to her. So there she was sending ripples through the calm surface while she took laps. Nick was somewhere out front paying one of the college kids for doing an awesome work on maintaining the landscape and looking after the house.

And she didn't regret it.
There is absolutely no noise, which amplified the melody of the birds and crickets. She'd found he'd own two golden retrievers: Bruce and Fay, now the beautiful pair laid next to the pool chairs keeping an eye on her. Lifting herself into floating position, she shut her eyes and relaxed.

She must have dozed off for a little while because the next thing she knew her name was being called, repeatedly. She fluttered open her eyes to find Nick crossed arm at the edge of the pool.

"What is so important that I couldn't lay here all evening?" Abby rolled her eyes not bothering to move.

"You just rolled your eyes at me. You know how it gets me, if we didn't have an audience," he jerked his thumb in the direction of Bruce and Faye. "I'd punish you." He chuckled a soft evil laughed and she felt it reverberated through her body, sending an enormous rush of adrenaline through her system. She swam towards him.

"Thank God for the dogs then." She smiled. "For the sake of curiosity, care to elaborate on what that punishment would've entailed?" She whispered seductively, gripping the edge of the pool as he stooped down to her.

"Well, for starters, that delicate behind of yours would be hanging from the bed overhead."

Abby bit down on her bottom lip as she thought for a moment, then she beckoned him for a kiss. "How about we start with this." She whispered as he leant in closer. He leaned in to kiss her and that's when she made her move.

Capturing him, she pulled him into the pool.
Abby laughed heartily at what she'd done. Nick resurfaced and inhaled deeply just as she tried to swim away, he was quicker, capturing her from behind.

He got hold of her, trapping her at the corner of the pool.

"You should have seen your face!" She covered her mouth trying her hardest to stifle her laughter and snorts while the other gripped him. Even through his wet shirt she'd admired his body, there wasn't an ounce of excess flesh on him anywhere, just hard slabs of honed muscles as a result of his dedication to the gym as well as pure genetics.

He didn't wax or shaved his chest but he groomed with the same care he showed to the rest of his body. The man was beautiful in everything. Pure primal male, the embodiment of every fine specimen she'd read in books and fantasized about.

"I hope it was worth it, cause when I'm through with you ... I'm gonna start all over again." He says staring deep into her eyes.

Abby's skin crawled and her blood boiled. She placed her hand on his chest, willing herself to stop laugh. "I think I've been in the water too long, I'm starting to wrinkle." She tried to making room to get out the pool but he didn't budge.

"What's the rush, babe?" He teased lightly knowing her defensive side was going to kick in an

"Please," she rolled her eyes knowing his was calling her bluff. But knew the scent of his cologne was now becoming an aphrodisiac, intoxicant her senses, spurring her desire to fist a handful of his wet hair and kiss him senseless. "Nothing. You don't scare me Nickel Maverick Bradshaw."

"Really?" He raised his brows, amused when she'd nodded in confirmation. "Then me doing this shouldn't bother you."

His hand went between her thighs, rubbing against her. Her eyes widened for a brief moment and she inhaled deeply.

"See ... N-Nothing." She closed her eyes.

"You're so beautiful, Abbigail." He complimented as he felt her core tightening with every soft rub.

He leaned into her, kissing the spot between her neck and shoulder. He applied a little more pressure with the pad of his thumb while her slender fingers slid over his damp skin, kneading, meanwhile searching for the spots that made her sigh and moan.

She rested her head on his shoulder as she fisted his shirt.

He could hear her erotic breathing  and it aroused him even more. He loved her like this, helpless beneath him, at his command. Her emotions and heart laid bare.

"Have I ever told you how fucking crazy I get when you make sounds like that?" He nipped her, slipping his hand inside her panties. Even in the water, he felt her sleekness urging him on and he slipped a finger inside her inviting entrance.

"I-I'm sorry ... I must h-have m-missed it." She stammered and convinced herself it was because she was in the water too long.

Even in the pool he loved how wet and she felt in his hand. He eased another finger into her warmness and heard her gasp out his name.

"Shh, let me take care of you."

He kissed her deeply, licking into her mouth the way she loved and found he could really make her come with just a kiss.

He didn't just want to touch her body, he wanted to feel beyond that. Her love, her mind, her soul. He wanted to reach deep within her and find out her deepest fears, what made her laugh, what made her heart ache ..... If she feels as helplessly, crazy in love with him as he was with her.

He knew she was close to the edge when she bit down on his shoulder and her legs started trembling.

"Don't hold back from me, love." He says and applied more pressure to his rhythm.

"Nick!" She screamed out his name, her head thrown back as she came undone. Somewhere in the distant corners of her mind she was sure she heard one of the dogs bark.

God, you're so beautiful Abby, he thought then he attacked her lips with a kiss. His heart melted as she kissed him back with the same ferocious hunger and passion.

She was just afraid .... But of what?