My heart was pounding so hard I felt it in my throat. My cheeks burned instantly, heat rushing up my neck.
— Oh, Diego… we make out a bit, yeah. The kiss gets hot… but he respects me — I replied, trying to sound casual, even though my voice was shaking a little.
He let out a little chuckle, ran his hand through the water, and started splashing me slowly, drops hitting my tank top, soaking the fabric even more, making it almost see-through.
— Yeah… respects you — he repeated, his tone dripping with sarcasm.
He kept teasing me, splashing more water and laughing low.
— Stop soaking me, Diego! — My voice came out kinda loud.
He didn't stop. He gripped my leg firmer, fingers squeezing the flesh of my thigh just a bit.
— Come on, just a quick dip.
— No way, Diego! — I said, trying to push his hand away.
— I'll drag you in, you doubt it? — he teased, his laugh building, eyes sparkling with challenge.
— Stop, I'm serious! — I insisted, really nervous now, my whole body tense.
But he didn't give me time. In a quick move, he grabbed my arm hard and yanked me in. I yelped in surprise, my body hitting the water with a loud splash that echoed everywhere. The warm water enveloped everything at once, rising up my legs, my belly, plastering the tank top to my chest, the shorts clinging to my thighs. My hair stuck to my face, my eyes, my mouth.
— I warned you I'd pull you in! — he shot back, all cocky, laughing loud as he swam backward.
I swam after him wanting payback, but he dodged easy, having a blast with my pissed-off face. The play turned into a water fight of shoves, arms tangling, legs kicking, bodies bumping all the time. And every time his skin brushed mine, a shiver shot up my whole spine, the kind you couldn't pretend away anymore.
Suddenly he stopped. Stopped dodging, stopped laughing. Just floated there in front of me, staring hard.
That's when I realized where his eyes were headed.
The soaked white tank top had turned into basically nothing. Fabric glued to my chest, transparent, putting my tits totally on display. Hard, pink nipples marked and exposed. No hiding it. And he wasn't even trying to play it cool that he was staring.
My cousin swam over slow, no rush, until he was so close I felt the heat of his breath mixing with mine. My heart hammered so hard it felt like it'd burst out of my chest. I closed my eyes… and then it happened.
The kiss was fucking delicious. Intense as hell, hot, hungry. His mouth claimed mine without asking, tongue pushing in, exploring, leaving me dizzy. I lost track of everything: the water, the gray sky, the house behind us. Nothing existed but his mouth, the taste, the way he held me like I was his all along.
We made out for what felt like forever. Him, all bold, slid his hands down my waist and started tugging the wet tank top up. The fabric rose slow, heavy with water, and soon it wasn't covering shit. Tits free, skin prickling from the mix of air and warm water.
He went straight for it with his mouth.
Sucked my left nipple hard, pulling strong, hot tongue circling slow then faster. A moan slipped out of my throat before I could stop it. The feeling was so damn good, so intense, my whole body shuddered in the water, legs going weak.
— Diego… — I sighed, voice low, shaky, almost gone.
He smiled against my skin, his hot breath making me shiver more, and kept going. His tongue worked every inch, switching between hard sucks and light nibbles, pulling moans out of me I didn't even recognize as mine. With every pull, my body shook harder, begging, craving more touch, more heat.
Diego backed me up to the pool edge, his body pressed against mine, pinning me there. I felt his hardness grinding into my belly, stiff, hot, even underwater. That lit me up. A wild, urgent need building fast deep in my gut, heat sinking hot between my legs.
— You're so fucking tasty, Rafa… — he murmured between kisses, his deep voice rumbling through me.
I closed my eyes, totally surrendered. Being there, giving in, wet, exposed… it was wrong… but it was exactly what I wanted. All I wanted.
He dove back into kissing my mouth, intense, almost feral. I was gasping, heart racing. Then he stopped. Just stopped, and stared at me, those hazel eyes locked on mine, gleaming in a way that hypnotized me.
— Wanna head to my room? — he suggested, still holding my waist tight. — This might be risky… what if my mom shows up.
The idea left me breathless. My whole body screamed “yes,” a hot wave rushing up my legs, clenching in my belly, but my head still hesitated, spinning a million thoughts. I bit my lower lip, tasting the salty chlorine water mixed with his.
— I… I don't know… — I murmured, even as I felt myself giving in, voice low, fading.
Diego smirked sideways, all sly, those hazel eyes shining with triumph.
— Then let's go to your place. Nobody's home right now, right?
My heart pounded again, hard, erratic. It was true: my parents were at work till late. I nodded, but asked him to grab a towel and one of his shirts for me to wear. The plan was to hit the pool at my house, where it'd be chiller. At least there we'd have more privacy, just the maids around. And deep down, I wasn't planning anything major… just wanted to keep kissing him, feel that mouth on mine a little longer.
Diego came back with the towel and I dried off quick, still panting, body goosebumped from the air on wet skin. I threw on his shirt and we headed to my place together, just down the block, steps hurried, the silence between us thick with anticipation.
As soon as we got in, I said I was gonna go to my room to change into a bikini. But he shot back right away, voice low and firm:
— Why waste time putting on a bikini if I'm just gonna take it off?… You ever swam naked?
Of course I'd swam naked. For real, I did it now and then, but only when I was alone, y'know? Never imagined hearing that straight up, especially from Diego. My heart raced at his ballsy move. Just the thought of swimming naked with him had me nervous and turned on all at once, butterflies in my stomach mixing with a slow-building heat.
To be continued...