Allie loved everything to do with water. She enjoyed swimming, surfing, sailing, diving, fishing. She even loved building sandcastles, as long as she got to search for decorative seashells in the water. She thought it was because she was raised on the coast and the water was in her blood. No matter how poor they were, the ocean was always free. Allie was not materialistic and though she would have loved to reject Jay’s things on principal, there was no way she was going to be able to walk away from his pool without swimming in it.
After her nap, Allie had woken feeling marginally better and determined to enjoy at least one aspect of her luxurious prison. She hoped the pool was heated, because evening was approaching and the sun was rapidly dropping below the forested skyline. Knowing that Jay would be well prepared for her arrival she quickly found a closet stocked with a wide array of women's clothing, all in her size. She randomly chose a white one-piece bathing suit off the rack and headed into the ensuite. After changing she grabbed a big, fluffy towel and headed down the staircase.
“Ms. Klassen,” a professional voice said as Allie skipped down the last of the steps.
Startled, she let out a scream and stumbled, losing her balance on the last step. Arms reached out, righted her and released her in the quickest possible amount of time it took to get Allie settled back on her feet with minimal touching. She found herself staring into the eyes of a man that looked like a cross between an assassin and a professional dog walker. Allie opened her mouth to say something, but the only thing that emerged was a giggle. She closed her mouth and covered it with her hand.
He was a tall, lanky young man, probably around twenty-two to twenty-five years old. He was wearing a careful blend of casual chic that she suspected was meant to exude confidence, but came out comically ill-fitting. He was also wearing Ray-Ban sunglasses indoors and had a green neon coiled wristband with keys dangling from the cuff of his oversized suit jacket. He was trying desperately not to look directly at Allie’s tanned, curvy body, which was packed into the white bathing suit, cut incredibly low between her breasts and high on the thighs.
She wanted to tell him she didn’t pick the bathing suits. Instead she shook out the towel and wrapped it around herself.
“I’m Hershel,” he said, clearing his throat, “I’ll be your handler, Ms. Klassen. You can let me know if you need anything at all.”
Allie started laughing in earnest and shook the hand that he proffered. He didn’t look offended. “My handler?” she asked.
“Mr. Le Croix has requested that all of your needs be met without hesitation and has procured my services to that end,” Hershel announced with a small bow. He stepped to the side and swept his arm toward the back door. “If you would like to swim, I will bring you something to eat on the patio, Ms. Klassen.”
“Thank… thank you, Hershel,” she murmured stepping past her new handler, still trying to contain her giggles.
Hershel spent the next hour serving her a wide variety of snacks and sparkling fruit infused water on the patio. Allie was careful to wrap the fluffy towel completely around herself before exiting the pool to stretch out on the lounger and take advantage of the selection of food Hershel so kindly provided for her. To her surprise, Allie found herself quickly at ease in his presence, laughing and listening to his sometimes serious and sometimes joking speeches. He was ostentatious and strange, but likeable enough.
After she had eaten her fill and he had cleaned up, Hershel announced that it was time for him to leave for the night and that he would be back the next day to see her again. For the first time since her arrival, Allie found herself smiling an uncomplicated smile and agreeing with pleasure. She was looking forward to unpacking the weirdness that was her new handler. She would bet every last one of Jay’s dollars that there was a story behind Hershel and that it was a heartbreaker. Somehow she knew there was a reason for him belonging to Jay’s inner circle where so few entered.
Allie floated on her back staring up at the sky, wishing there were stars, but contenting herself instead with the scent of the ocean. Breathing deeply she righted herself, pushed off the tiled bottom and swam to the edge of the infinity pool. She clutched it and stared hard into the darkness, imagining that she could see the ocean and mountains beyond. She folded her arms on top of the thick glass and rested her head on top of her arms. Tilting her head to the side, she looked toward the city. Jay’s estate sat just high enough that she could see some sparkling city lights.
“You’ll get cold.”
Jay’s voice was like velvet, penetrating the darkness, reaching out for her. She shivered and closed her eyes as it wrapped around her. She savoured it. She’d gone so long without him that it was almost bittersweet to be with him now. And though she was angry at him for taking her and locking her up, the worst part was, she wanted to fling herself into his arms and beg him to hold on to her forever.
She clutched the edge of the glass tightly and said softly, “I won’t get cold, I love the water too much.”
“I remember,” he said, his voice warm.
For a moment she heard nothing, then a splash as he joined her in the pool. A smile curved her lips. She tensed a little, her heart picking up when he swam closer, his hands landing on the ledge on either side of her, trapping her. She felt the heat of his body as he drifted closer to her, so close, yet not quite touching. She shivered uncontrollably, her arms brushing against his as she shook. He tightened his embrace, bringing his body closer, dropping his face onto her bare shoulder and licking the water droplets.
“I like this bathing suit on you,” he murmured huskily against her.
She laughed as he moved her wet hair to the side and kissed a path up her neck toward her ear. “You can’t even see what I’m wearing,” she protested breathlessly.
“I can see enough.”
Allie glanced sideways and saw that lights had turned on inside the pool, lighting up the water, creating a beautiful turquoise glow. Several tall lamp posts along the patio had also turned on with the advent of full darkness. They weren't overly bright, but provided enough lighting that Jay could see enough of his prize. Allie gasped and jumped in his hold as his tongue dipped into her ear. She laughed and pushed her elbow back into his stomach, drawing an exaggerated ‘oomph’ from him. She used his momentary imbalance to push him backwards into the water and swim away from him.
He showed her very quickly that his pool wasn’t just for show and that he enjoyed swimming just as much as she did by twisting under the water, catching her by the waist before she could swim two feet and pulling her under with him. He surfaced with her held tightly in his arms and treaded water, keeping them both above the surface. Allie realized then that he was completely naked and far more affected by her than the chill evening air. His grey eyes held hers as he steadily pulled her into the hardness of his body, lifting her legs and wrapping them around his hips. Jay’s cock thrust urgently against the thin fabric of her bathing suit.
“Fuck, Allie,” he groaned against her mouth before taking her lips in a hard kiss.
As though impatient for her response, he grasped a handful of wet hair and twisted her head so he could devour her mouth more fully, thrusting his tongue into the sweet recesses. Allie whimpered and moaned against him, her hips moving restlessly, involuntarily against him. Jay swam her backwards, driving them both toward the edge of the pool, until she felt the ledge against her back, then he caged her once more. With a growl, he tore his lips from hers and reached for her waist, lifting her up toward the edge of the pool. Then he stopped, as though changing his mind. He dropped her back in the pool with a splash and captured her lips once more. His hands were everywhere at once, dragging the swimsuit from her body. She heard a tear and cried out as the fabric twisted and trapped her arms against her body.
Finally, he tore his lips from hers and brought his hand up, shaking, to touch her face. Then he pushed the same hand through his silver hair as though afraid if he touched her he might hurt her. “Fuck, Allie. I’m sorry. Did I hurt you? This is insane. The more we’re together, the more I want you.”
Allie’s chest felt like it was bursting at his words. She felt consumed. She felt ravished. She knew it would be this way if she and Jay ever gave in completely to the thing that was between them. She wiggled her arms out of the torn fabric and wound her arms around Jay’s shoulders, whispering, “You won’t ever hurt me, Jay. I trust you.”
She pressed her lips to his, igniting their fire. He opened his mouth to her, pushing his tongue between her lips and dominating her sweet mouth. His hands came down hard on her hips, tearing her bathing suit the rest of the way from her body. He picked her up and rocked her against his cock, rubbing himself against her clit until she dropped her head back, closed her eyes and moaned into the darkness.
He tried to lift her out of the pool again, but she wrapped herself tighter around him and shook her head. “Don’t let me go. Please, Jay, I want you now!”
His arms tightened almost painfully around her and brought her down until his cock teased the entrance of her pussy. He jerked his head negatively. “If I don’t take you out of the pool and fuck you with my mouth first I might hurt you, love. You aren't wet enough yet.”
Allie tightened her legs around his hips and rocked herself against his cock. His hand shifted and clenched on her ass, holding her in place.
“Please, Jay! Please, please, fuck me! Do it now!” she breathed against him, biting down on his the muscle of shoulder and digging her short nails into his back.
“Fuck!” he snarled into her hair, his grip turning so savage Allie was certain she would have bruises.
He jerked her down onto his cock, forcing a short scream from Allie’s throat as her body strained to accommodate him. She shifted against him, arching her back to relieve the fullness. He didn’t give her much time to adjust, gripping her hips and lifting her to bring her back down with brutal force. He pushed her back until she was against the tiles, pulled her legs more tightly around his hips under the water and then slammed into her, pinning her to the wall. Holding her there, he leaned his forehead against hers, caged her hands in his. He stared down at her with eyes of molten steel.
“Mine,” he breathed, before taking her lips in a surprisingly gentle kiss.
He began thrusting in and out of her in the water, his intense hold on Allie never wavering. She could feel the heat between them building, starting to fly out of control. Allie’s head dropped back against the tiles and her knees weakened as sensations sizzled through her body. Her hips strained to meet his as her orgasm built toward its inevitable peak. She twisted in his arms, crying out, reaching for it. Jay’s fingers tightened around hers, holding her still, forcing her to take each forceful thrust of his body until she shattered in his arms, shuddering and yelling. Jay followed closely behind, fucking her hard against the wall until he emptied himself deep within the tight clasp of her pussy.
Jay held Allie loosely in his arms while they both enjoyed the pleasant afterglow of night time pool sex. Certainly a first for Allie. She sighed as inevitable thoughts of her captivity and where it wold lead interrupted her happiness. She stood and swam toward the edge of the pool, gathering the tattered remains of her bathing suit.
At least Hershel wouldn’t be embarrassed by it again, she thought wryly. Out loud she said, “I’m going inside.”
She picked up her towel and dried off. She was completely naked and hoped that Jay’s security was circumspect enough not to be looking directly toward the pool at this moment. Or the half hour prior. Damn it. Allie could feel a blush suffusing her cheeks and wondered if she should ask Jay about his security. She knew they would be out there somewhere. But she also knew him well enough to know that he would not be okay with them seeing his girl naked.
Jay pulled himself out of the pool and walked toward Allie completely unconcerned with his nudity. Her eyes widened in appreciation as he reached out and took the towel from her, using it to rub the moisture from his lithe, muscled body. When he finished, he wrapped the towel around her, tucked it between her breasts and lifted her into his arms.
“Jay…!” she started to protest.
“Shut up and put your arms around my neck,” he said, striding toward the back door.
Allie closed her mouth and grabbed hold of Jay so she wouldn’t fall. She was quickly beginning to realize that this man usually got his way by going ahead and doing whatever he wanted. He was probably halfway through whatever he had planned before anyone even thought to protest his highhandedness. Jay took her right up the stairs and into the master bedroom, not setting her down until they were in the ensuite bathroom. He showered them both in the walk-in shower before towelling them both dry and tucking them naked into bed. Allie decided she was far too contented in that moment to argue with Jay.
“I love you,” she murmured against his chest, holding him tight in a way she had only ever dreamed of.
“I know, love,” he said quietly, kissing the top of her head and running his fingers gently through the long strands of her hair while she drifted off to sleep.