Chapter 332

Chapter 332
Alexander

She dove in after me, swimming hard. I backpedaled, keeping the remote out of reach. She was fast, but I had longer reach and more upper body strength.
Her fingers grazed my wrist. I twisted away, swimming toward the deep end. She followed relentlessly, her frustration fueling her determination.
"Give it up," she called, slightly breathless.
"Come and take it."
She lunged, wrapping her arms around me from behind. We went under together, a tangle of limbs and bubbles. I managed to keep the remote above water, my other arm circling her waist.
We surfaced, both breathing hard. Her legs wrapped around my waist again, using her weight to drag me down.
"Clever," I acknowledged, treading water with one arm while keeping the remote high. "But not clever enough."
"We'll see." She tried to climb higher, reaching for the remote.
I spun us around, using the momentum to break her grip. She yelped as she slipped off, splashing into the water.
When she came up, her hair was plastered to her face, and her eyes were blazing. "That's it. No more nice."
She came at me with renewed intensity, feinting left, then going right. I fell for it, and suddenly her hand closed around my wrist.
"Got you," she panted.
"Not quite." I twisted my arm, breaking her grip, and the remote flew from my hand.
We both lunged for it simultaneously, colliding mid-air. The remote skittered across the pool deck, coming to rest near a lounge chair.
"Shit!" Olivia kicked hard toward the edge.
I grabbed her ankle, hauling her back. She shrieked, kicking water in my face. I released her, and she made it to the edge first, pulling herself out with impressive speed.
I was right behind her, both of us dripping and breathing hard as we raced for the remote.
Her fingers closed around it a split second before mine.
"Yes!" She held it triumphantly above her head. "I win!"
I stopped, hands on my knees, catching my breath. "So you did."
She looked down at the remote, then back at me, a slow smile spreading across her face. "Which means I'm in charge now."
"Those were the terms."
"And you have to do whatever I want? No limits?"
"No limits," I confirmed, straightening up.
A smile spread across her face, slow and dangerous. She walked toward me, remote still clutched in her hand like a weapon she'd just won in battle.
"Get back in the water," she ordered.
I raised an eyebrow. "Ordering me around now?"
"You said no limits. I'm in charge." She pointed toward the pool. "Water. Now."
I dove in cleanly, surfacing near the center. Olivia set the remote carefully on a lounge chair and walked to the edge, her silhouette backlit by the pool lights.
"Come here," she said.
I swam over, stopping just in front of her. She crouched down, trailing her fingers through the water beside my face.
"You look good like this," she murmured. "Waiting for instructions."
"Don't get used to it."
"Why not? You lost. Winner takes all, remember?" Her fingers traced my jaw. "And right now, I want you to kiss me."
I pulled myself up slightly, water streaming off my shoulders as I captured her mouth. She kissed me back hard, her hands tangling in my wet hair.
When she pulled away, we were both breathing heavy.
"In the water," she ordered. "I'm coming in."
She slid into the pool, her body pressing against mine immediately. Her legs wrapped around my waist as she kissed me again, deeper this time.
"You taste like chlorine," she said against my mouth.
"So do you."
Her hands roamed down my chest, nails dragging lightly across my skin. "Touch me."
My hands found her waist, sliding up to cup her breasts through the wet bikini. Her nipples were hard beneath the fabric.
"Not enough," she breathed. "I want your mouth."
I untied her bikini top with practiced efficiency, letting it float away. Her breasts were perfect in the moonlight, water droplets clinging to her skin.
I lowered my head, taking one nipple into my mouth. She gasped, her fingers tightening in my hair.
"Yes," she whispered. "Just like that."
I sucked harder, my tongue circling her nipple while my hand kneaded her other breast. She arched into me, her hips rocking against mine.
"Alex," she moaned. "More."
I switched to her other breast and gave it the same attention. Her breathing turned ragged, small sounds escaping her throat.
"Lower," she commanded when I pulled back. "I want your mouth lower."
I kissed down her stomach, my hands gripping her ass as I worked my way to the edge of her bikini bottoms. She braced herself against the pool wall, her legs spreading wider.
"Take them off," she said.
I pulled the bikini bottoms down her legs and tossed them aside. Her pussy was right there, glistening and perfect.
"Eat me," she ordered. "Make me come with your tongue."
I dove in, my mouth finding her clit immediately. She cried out, her hips jerking forward.
"Fuck, yes," she gasped. "Don't stop."
I had no intention of stopping. My tongue worked her clit in steady circles while my fingers gripped her thighs, holding her steady against the pool wall.
"Inside," she panted. "Finger me while you lick me."
I slid two fingers into her pussy, feeling how wet and tight she was. She clenched around them immediately, her whole body trembling.
"More," she demanded. "Harder."
I pumped my fingers faster, curling them to hit that spot that made her see stars. My tongue never stopped working her clit, alternating between broad strokes and focused circles.
"Oh God," she moaned. "Right there, don't you dare stop."
Her thighs were shaking now, her fingers white-knuckled on the pool edge. I could feel her getting close, her pussy clenching rhythmically around my fingers.
"I'm going to come," she warned. "Keep going, just like that."
I increased the pressure slightly, my fingers pumping relentlessly while my tongue flicked her clit faster. Her breathing turned to short gasps, her whole body going tense.
"Alex, I'm—fuck!"
She came hard, her pussy spasming around my fingers as she cried out. I worked her through it, gentling my movements as the waves subsided.
When she finally relaxed, I pulled back and kissed her inner thigh. "Good?"
"So good," she breathed. "But we're not done."
She pushed away from the wall, swimming to the shallow end. "Follow me."
I swam after her, my cock hard and demanding attention. She turned to face me, water lapping at her waist.
"Take off your swim trunks," she ordered.
I obeyed, pushing them down and kicking them away. My cock sprang free, rock hard and ready.
Her eyes locked on it, darkening with desire. "I want to suck you."
"Yeah?"
"But first, I want you to beg for it."
I laughed. "Not happening."
"No?" She traced her fingers down my chest, stopping just short of my cock. "You sure about that?"
"Positive."
Her hand wrapped around my shaft, stroking slowly. "Even now?"
"Still not begging."
She increased the pressure, her hand moving faster. Her thumb brushed over the head, spreading the precum leaking from the tip.
"You're so hard," she murmured. "Bet you want my mouth wrapped around this cock."
"I do."
"Then beg."
"No."
She released me completely, stepping back. "Then you don't get it."
I grabbed her waist, pulling her flush against me. "Don't play games."
"You said no limits. I'm in charge." Her eyes challenged me. "So beg, or I walk out of this pool right now."
I knew she was bluffing, but the competitive side of her was fully engaged. She wanted this victory.