Chapter Four - It was worth the wait...

Kyson

“Ahh, I am so excited to get into the lake,” Arya gushes. Her injuries were finally healed enough for her to go swimming after a week. She is still a little sore, but not enough to stop her from going out.

I am happy we can get out and about together, but I had enjoyed taking care of her the last week, which is surprising since these days, I am usually a selfish bastard. Spending so much time with each other has seemed to have built tension up, not only that but a connection too. I haven’t felt a connection with someone in a long time. It was nice. I hadn’t made a move because it would have felt wrong since I was looking after her.

“Me too!” I smile, “Ready?” she nods.

We head out of her cabin and down to the lake. I strip off my tee, leaving me in my swim shorts. I hear a soft moan from next to me. I smirk, turning to face Arya. Her eyes roam over my half-naked body, her tongue dancing along her lips. Arya finally looks up, her entire face changing when she realised I caught her, “Um, sorry…” she giggles.

“Hmm, I don’t mind,” I say slyly, “Stop being so smug.” She huffs.

I didn’t listen to her. A watch as a sexy smile grows on her lips. She grabs the bottom of her oversized tee, slowly bringing it over her head. It is my turn to stare. I swallow hard, watching as her toned stomach and the beautiful curves of her hips come into show. Fuck! She removes it completely, tossing it aside.

Arya stood in front of me in a purple bikini, which didn’t leave too much to the imagination. Her perky breasts look great in the bikini top. I can feel my length harden in my swim showers, thankful I am wearing a loose pair, or she would notice it.

Arya winks at me and heads towards the lake, walking into it. I watch her every move, my attention on her ass and what a nice ass it is. I groaned, readjusting myself before joining her in the lake. I dived under the water, swam towards her and came up, only inches away from her.

“Can I help you, Mr?” she asks. I close the gap between our bodies, resting my hand on her hip, “That is a sexy little thing you have on,” I answer.

Arya slips her arms around my neck, pressing herself to me, “You like it, uh?” she whispers seductively, running her fingers down my chest, “Mmm, yes.” I moan.

Arya’s lips fell at my ear, “I can feel how much you like it, Kyson,” she purrs, kissing down my neck. I growl, holding her hip tighter, my cock throbbing. Her warm, soft lips trail up my jawline.

“Shit, Arya, what are you doing?” I breathe out, “Do you want me to stop?” she questions, looking at me. I shake my head, cupping her face in my hands and covering her lips with mine in a rough kiss. I couldn’t hold back anymore. I have been tempted by those lips many times.

Arya whimpers, not even hesitating to kiss me back. She runs her fingers into my hair, tugging as the kiss becomes more heated. I run my hand down her back, resting it on her ass and keeping her tightly to me. Her lips on mine felt incredible. It is a kiss causing pleasure to rush through my body.

I didn’t want to pull away, but I struggled to catch my breath. I hesitantly part from her lips, both breathing heavily, “I have wanted to do that for days,” I pant out, “Why didn’t you?” she asks curiously.

“Because you were hurt, and I was taking care of you. I didn’t want you to feel like I was taking advantage,” I reply honestly, “Hmm, I wouldn’t have minded.” She bites her lip.

If I had known this information, I would have kissed her way before now, “It was worth the wait,” I bring her back to me, retaking her lips.

It only lasts a second because she pulls back, “We are supposed to be swimming,” she laughs, diving underwater. Yes, because swimming is what is on my mind now.

I groan in frustration but decide to do the same. I know how eager she has been to get into the water, so I can keep myself in check for now.

***

We had spent the last few hours swimming or hanging out by the lake. Arya seems happier for doing so. There had been a lot of teasing, too. The woman knows how to make a man crazy.

“I think you should show me your cabin because I haven’t seen it yet,” she suggests as we sit by the lake, “It is nearly identical to yours. It hasn’t changed much since we were kids.” I shrug.

Arya stands to her feet, her attention falling on me, “What about the bedroom you sleep in? I am sure I haven’t ever seen that,” her voice is low and seductive.

“I am sure I can show you that,” I smirk. Arya offers me her hand, which I take, and she helps me to my feet. I don’t let go but take the lead, guiding us towards my cabin.

As we entered, she dropped my hand, looking around, “It really hasn’t changed much,” she smiles, “How are your family?” she adds.

I would rather not talk about my family, “Long story, one I don’t want to get into,” I sigh, “Oh…okay, I understand.” She replies softly. I am glad she didn’t push me.

I slip my arm around her waist, walking us around the rest of the cabin, making the bedroom the last place. I love the view from the large glass windowpanes from. It looks right onto the lake and the woods.

“The view from here is stunning,” she gushes, “Yes, it really is.” I agree. Arya strolls over to the window, standing at it and enjoying the view.

I come up behind her, slipping my arms around her waist, kissing her neck and shoulders. She moans, turning to face me, “Anything else you would like to see, sweetness?” she shakes her head, snaking her arms around me to pull me into her, trapping herself between the window and my body.

“One thing, you, naked,” she purrs, “Only if I get to see you naked too?” Arya didn’t respond with words, instead, she reached up, grabbed the tie of her bikini top, undoing it and did the same with the one at her back, letting it drop to the floor.

“Does that answer your question?” her voice is full of confidence, “Fuck, yes,” I grunt, reaching in and massaging her breasts, running my fingers over her nipples, feeling the tiny buds harden under my touch.

Arya moans, her head falling back, and I attach my lips to her neck, “Mmm, I need more,” she begs.

She isn’t afraid to ask for what she wants. It is very sexy. She entangles her fingers in my hair and forces my lips to hers. I run my hands down, hooking them under her thighs and lifting her from the ground, and she wraps herself around me. I don’t break the kiss once, grinding my excitement between her thighs, “Do you feel how hard you make, Arya,” I growl, “Yes, trust me, I am just as excited, so what do you plan on doing about it?” she rolls her hips to me, brushing up on my cock.

I hiss, carrying her over to the bed and tossing her down. I stand at the bottom of the bed, “You have no idea the things I want to do you, Arya,” I breathe out.

Once I got my hands on her, a taste of her, I knew there was no going back, and I will crave her constantly.