Moving Objects

Chapter 14

"I love you," I said softly, feeling my lips brush his as I spoke. He gave me another languid kiss before responding in turn.

"I love you too. More than I can say."

I hummed and rubbed my nose against his and his hand played with my hair. He started to walk backwards towards the dock and I giggled as the cool air danced across my now wet skin. Once we were back to the dock he spun around and pressed me against one of the posts, giving me a wolfish smirk.

"Why do I have the feeling you bought these scanty bathing suits to tease me?" he asked. I hummed and looked up like I was thinking before tightening my arms around him, pushing my chest against his.

"What kind of girlfriend would I be if I didn't tease you?" I asked. He chuckled and rested his hands against my waist, drawing circles upwards with his fingers. I tilted my head down and kissed the underside of his jaw and licked a small line from his jaw to his ear. I don't know what was hotter; the taste of him, the shiver that ran through his body, or the sound of pleasure that rumbled in his throat. I squeaked when his hands fondled my chest, kneading and playing with my breasts through the wet top. But it was too gentle for the buzz that was coursing through my body. I tightened my legs and brought my hands down on top of his, squeezing his hands against my chest. It was rougher than what he was doing, but it made everything below the belly button clench.

"I think we need to take this inside," I whispered against his skin, nipping at his earlobe. Dimitri groaned as he rocked into my hips again and stopped his assault on my chest. I let go of his hands and reach up for the dock and he helped me climb onto it. I picked up the stuff he had brought out and we scurried off the dock like lovesick teenagers.

We stumbled into the room as quiet as we could, but it was all that quiet because I giggled the whole way in. The moment the door was shut he was on me again, his hands moving hungrily over my body as mine moved over his. I grabbed onto his shoulders and jumped up to wrap my legs around him and he gave me the extra boost. His hands worked on the tie at the center of my back and I felt the top loosen against me so I pulled away long enough to pull it over my head, tossing it into the room.

I rolled my hips against him as his lips travelled down my throat and an excited gasp escaped my lips when his teeth caressed the skin of my neck. His chuckle vibrated against my skin before his hands loosened my legs around his legs and he tossed me onto the bed, crawling over me before I even landed.

"You seem to enjoy throwing me around," I quipped as his lips ghosted over my collarbone. It was the last coherent thing I said for a while. The months of having to deny each other were catching up and we were both ravenous. Our limbs were tangled on the sheets and I groaned when he pulled away from me, sitting up on his knees above me. He smiled down at me with a smile that made my insides melt further than they already had and he pulled my bottoms down. I lifted my hips to help him and I bit my lip in excitement when he pulled them off at the end of the bed and he stood up to remove his swim trunks.

I sat up a little and let my gaze wander over him. The taut muscles of his chest and abs chiselled to perfection and the trail of hair that led down below his belly button made me clench. The man was beautiful and I knew that was not a phrase men wanted to hear, but this man was. His hips were narrow but packed with muscle and his cock stood proud against the coarse hairs. His legs were long and powerful, ropes of muscles connecting down his legs. The man was a God; in the flesh and in combat.

The molten look in his eyes made me shiver and he climbed back on the bed. I sat up even more but he gently pushed me to lay down and I conceded. One of his hands ghosted over my shin and he flattened his hand against my leg before cupping my calf and lifting my leg up. I raised up on my elbow to watch him, but I couldn't look away from his eyes as he leaned down and kissed the soft spot of my ankle. He kissed his way up my leg with slow, gentle kisses. When he reached my knee the sensation of his kiss made me moan and shiver at the same time. It felt glorious and ticklish at the same time.