Inheritance

Chapter 27

With just a few feet embedded between us, he began to remove his thick coat and unbutton his long sleeve. When his top had been fully discarded, he proceeded to unbuckle his belt and remove his denim jeans. Standing in front of me in only a tight pair of black briefs, he coolly stepped into the jacuzzi, immediately over-suffocating me in the compact space.

I couldn't say I didn't enjoy the view though.

"Seriously, what are you up to?" I eyed him suspiciously, unsure of his motives.

"Relax Sasha, we're just two people sitting in a hot tub together. What could possibly go wrong?" He leaned back against the jacuzzi wall, too relaxed for my liking. When he took a soft exhale, his abdominal muscles visibly contracted inward. Hot.

"Whatever. As long as you stay all the way over there." With him so close, I wasn't quite sure how long I could hold back my blatant desire for him. He seemed to have a predilection for bringing about the most lustful side of me.

"And if I do, what do I get in return?" He eventually responded.

"Nothing." I retorted.

"Tsk. That doesn't sound fair Sasha, now does it?" He whisked.

I ignored him, instead, turning my body to stare off into the thick patch of trees that comprised the surrounding dark forest. I rested my head along the palms of my hands, curious as to what sort of creatures lurked just beyond the entry.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" He whispered, but this time his voice came from somewhere much closer than it'd been before.

"What do you want Kendall, really?" I asked, challenging him with a suspicious stare.

"Nothing. You just look so fucking tense all the time. Let me help you relax." He offered, his eyes glossing over my body.

"And how would you do that?" I questioned, still trying to decode the unreadable man.

"A massage." He innocently suggested, causing me to exasperatedly roll my eyes.

After a few seconds of contemplating all the benefits and drawbacks of a simple massage, I ended up concluding that it wouldn't be the worst proposition to accept. As long as his hands didn't venture too far off course, there wouldn't be much of a problem.

"Fine. But a friendly massage." I warned, as his lips formed into a malicious smirk.

I stood from the jacuzzi, allowing his eager hands to wrap around my waist. He hollowly directed my body onto his lap, so that I was seated on top of him with my back pressed against his broad chest. The feel of his warm breath trickling along my neckline led me to release a faint wheeze. 

Rather than lavish in the pleasure created from his lips being in such close proximity to my neck, I tried to distract myself with the tempting sensation of his skillful hands gliding thoroughly along my tense shoulders.

His hands dug deep into the crevices of my skin with such precision that I eventually found myself relaxing from his touch. Each time his hands neared the sides of my breasts, he would purposefully retract them just before they could make contact with the sensitive mounds, intentionally driving me wild. 

Attempting to ignore the treacherous thoughts invading my mind, I adjusted myself on top of him.

"Don't fucking move like that, Sasha." He warned in a slightly strained timbre.

"Sorry." I whispered. "It just feels so good." When his hands found another knot in my back, I shuttered at the euphoric sensation resulting from the experienced way he probed and kneaded at the tissue.

"Mmmm. Right there, Kendall." From below me, I felt his member twitch. The feeling of it rub against my clit was a reminder that only two flimsy pieces of material separated our naked bodies.

"You like that?" He responded in a way that was alarmingly darker and raspier than his usual tone. 

I knew that if things progressed any further, the tension was bound to shift from friendly to Rated-R. Anyone listening in would probably think that he had been providing me with much more than a consensual massage.

"Okay, I think that's enough." I told him, beginning to remove myself from his lap. But, his hands quickly went underwater, anchoring to my waist and planting my butt back down onto his lap.

"Where do you think you're going? I'm just getting started, baby." He clicked his tongue, as his hands ran up and down my bare thighs in a chilling motion.

"Turn around." He demanded with a compelling authority only few would have the resolve to refuse. At this point, I was too far in to listen to any of my subconscious inhibitions.

As instructed, I turned my body around and sat back down on his lap. This time, we were chest to chest. He locked his arms around my lower back, drawing me nearer to him so that my breasts pressed deeper into his chest. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I tightened my legs around his lower half.

His hands trailed up towards my curly tresses, pulling back the spiraling strands, then leaning in to connect our lips. This kiss was different from our first one. It spawned with aggression and lust from the very start, our tongues instantly colliding. 

There was no time for gentleness or warranted reservations, as he kissed me with so much force that I was left with no other option but to submit to his every command. I released a silenced moan into his mouth, when his tongue erotically moved against mine.

He deepened the kiss by tilting his head at angle that was perpendicular to mine. If his motive had been to consume me, then consider the mission complete. 

As his lips left my swollen ones, they attached themselves to my neck, plopping open-mouthed kisses throughout the area. His kisses were soft, but eventually became rough and slightly painful. From the way he sucked on the skin, I was sure there would be bruising. I didn't mind the pain, as each time I felt a hinge of discomfort, I was immediately consoled by the light treks of his lips moving seamlessly along my neckline.

Once his tongue managed to touch every possible spot on my neck, he effectively left a salacious trail back to my mouth. The persistent throbbing from my lady bits caused me to release another pathetic moan, as I began to writhe against him. His hands moved down my back, gripping my two round cheeks in order to encourage my movements.

I grinded myself against him, causing him to emit a sexy groan. The sounds he released while in pleasure encouraged me to grind against him even more, but with increasing intensity. The continuous sounds of the water flopping matched the repeated motions of our humping, as our hips magnetically collided. There was no denying the promising sexual tension that began to fill the air. It was only a matter of time before I was ultimately seduced by the handsome beast.

"Fuck, Sasha." Kendall moaned into my ear, as I felt him graze me.

When his erection brushed against me once again, we both released a simultaneous moan. One of his hands slipped under my bikini so that he could fully grasp my ass and rub me against his bulge. His other hand connected to the swollen nodes of my breasts, while our lips danced once again. 

The pleasure this man gave me was unparalleled to any feeling in the world. As I rubbed myself against him to ease my growing frustration, a piercing sensation began to brew in my core.

Relishing in the sensation, I moved my ass against Kendall's member, causing him to return both hands to my butt. He spread my cheeks so far apart, that his fingers nearly grazed that forbidden button. In any other instance I would have been mortified, but, with him, it felt so good. 

When I couldn't hold my pleasure back any longer, I released an orgasm. My movements halted and I collapsed forward onto his chest. He continued to launch his hips forward a few more times until he too had climaxed.

"How was that?" He asked, placing a quick peck on my cheek.

"Amazing." I answered truthfully, as he soothingly rubbed my back.