“You’re a strong swimmer.”

“Don’t sound so surprised,” I swatted his arm while treading water.

He chuckled and then dove down.

I squealed and struck out as fast as I could for the boat, but the next thing I knew, he had me by the ankles. I swirled around and tried to wriggle out of his grasp, but I knew it was a lost cause.

When he surfaced, we were nose-to-nose, and his hands were circling my waist. My eyes widened as his hands moved to my ribs, then higher, and then he dove under the water, moving my bikini top away from my left breast with his teeth. I moaned, then yelped when he latched onto my nipple. He stayed there for what seemed a really long time; I’d forgotten that SEALS could stay underwater for two to three minutes or more. When I thought I couldn’t take anymore, he surfaced, his eyes locked with mine, and then he slowly sunk under water to the other breast, repeating the same moves.

The pleasure-pain was intense when combined with cream dripping from my pussy into Lake Tahoe. My clit began to pulse, and I pressed it with my hand, desperate to stop the throbbing.

Caden surfaced immediately. “Hands behind your back.”

“No way, I’ll drown.”

He growled. “I will not let you drown. Now, hands behind your back.”

I bit the inside of my lip.

“Does this not feel good for you?”

“Are you fucking kidding me?” I asked. “It feels amazing—maybe too much so.”

“Not possible, babe. You need to let go, now hands behind your back. I won’t ask again.”

I smiled tentatively; feeling myself let go, just like he said. I moved my hands behind my back and sure enough, he kept me afloat, giving me an evil grin before he dove under, this time moving my bikini bottom aside and dipping his finger between my folds while his tongue and teeth alternated on my nipples.

It was one of the sexiest things I’d ever experienced. My cunt was hot, but the lake water was cold when it hit my swollen clit. I tapped on Caden's shoulder.

He surfaced. “Yea, babe?”

“If you keep that up I’m going to come right here in the middle of Lake Tahoe,” I threatened.

He grinned, took a deep breath, and immediately dove underwater again.

I can’t begin to tell you how he keeps me afloat while eating my pussy and bringing me to one of the most intense orgasms I’ve ever had—but he did.

When he surfaced I was pudding in his hands. “I’d offer to do the same for you, but I’d drown for sure,” I said.

“Well, we can’t have that, can we?” He chuckled, pulling me toward the boat. When we reached the boat, I reached to put my bikini top over my breasts, but he stopped me. “Humor me?” he asked, his eyes curious.

“How?” I asked.

“Leave your top where it is. Stretch your arms out, with both hands on the boat, here.” He pointed to a platform about eight inches above the water.

“Caden, I want to humor you, but I’m not sure I can take back-to-back Lake Tahoe submerged orgasms right now,” my eyes pleaded.

“Not gonna touch your clit, I promise.” He swam around me so that we were practically nose-to-nose, with him between the boat and me. “Stretch those arms, babe, and keep them on the platform no matter what,” He emphasized.

My clit pulsed at those words, but I stretched my arms out just like he asked; one arm on either side of his head, my hands reaching up to grasp the platform of the boat. When I looked down, my breasts were floating like buoys on top of the water, and suddenly I knew I was in trouble.

“Remember,” he reminded me. “Keep those hands on that platform, no matter what.”

His hands circled my waist, then his fingers trailed up my sides. I groaned.

“Don’t forget babe, sound travels on the water. Be very quiet,” he whispered.

My nipples strained in anticipation of what was to come. They were not disappointed. My pussy clenched, and I pressed my legs together under the water.

Caden released my breast long enough to tell me to wrap my legs around his waist, when I hesitated, he bit down on my nipple. I squealed and wrapped my legs tight around his waist. He chuckled, but then bit the other nipple.

“What was that for?” I hissed.

“Training,” he murmured before focusing on them again. Within minutes I was writhing against his waist and although I’d never orgasm from nipple stimulation before—I knew I was about to now.

“What happened to no more orgasms submerged in Lake Tahoe?” I asked him between a deep moan.

He sucked my nipple harder, then put his teeth around the base and stretched.

“Fuck, Caden!” I groaned. I stilled. I couldn’t believe the sensations that traveled to every nerve in my body. My clit was pulsing faster, and I knew I was close.

He finally released it after keeping his teeth at the very edge, maintaining the stretch for what seemed like minutes. “Only promised I wouldn’t touch your clit, babe.” Then he moved to the other nipple. I ground my cunt into his waist, the only consolation that his cock was very large and engorged under my ass. It had to be painful for him.

“Come inside me?” I begged and then swore.

This time he flicked the end of my nipple with his tongue while holding the stretch with his teeth and twisted the other nipple with his fingers.

The orgasm roared through my body. I flung my head back, and he moved both hands to my nipples, pulling them in rhythm to the pulses rocking my cunt.

“Enough,” I whimpered.

“Almost,” he agreed breathlessly, continuing to tug my nipples until the pulsing started to again.

“God, Caden,” I moaned, my hips moving against his waist, my rhythm matching the pulses that threatened to overwhelm me again.

“One more time, baby.”

“Mm, yes!” I agreed. “Fuck this feels unbelievable.”

He circled one nipple with his mouth and sucked, hard while pulling just as hard on the other. This orgasm shattered me. I screamed “YES!” and then felt Caden move my bikini bottom out of the way. He slammed his cock into my soaking channel.

My eyes flung open. It felt really strange to have his cock and Lake Tahoe water rushing into my vagina, and then my eyes opened very wide. “Caden, condom,” I managed between moans.

“Fuck,” he agreed, pulling out quickly. “Fuck, sorry.”

“It’s okay, I’m clean,” I panted, “but I’m thinking we probably don’t want a baby right now.”

“You’re not on the pill?”

“I’m not. No reason to be. Not sexually active,” I explained, completely sated, and then I added, “Wow. Just wow. Thank you for not listening to my arguments against another orgasm submerged in Lake Tahoe.”

He chuckled. “Happy to oblige, babe. Just say the word. But now let’s get you out of the water. Your temperature will drop quickly… without activity to keep you warm.” He clarified.

“Okay,” I agreed.