In Each Other’s Partners
He pushed her into the pool, her scream reverberating in the air.
“Xavierrrrr.”
His laughter echoed in her ears as she stabilized herself in the pool, using her hand to wipe the water off her face. He fucking threw her in the pool with her dress on.
“You looked like you needed a good swim.”
She glared at him. He squatted at the side of the pool to stare at her. “I’m not dressed for a swim.”
“Doesn’t matter now, does it? You look better that way.”
“I don’t. You just made me angry even more than I was.”
“Did I? Forgive me then.” He wasn’t sorry.
“That is not in my dictionary. And you? You’re not swimming?”
“Nah, I’ll leave you to it. Have fun.”
Quickly, just before he could take a step, she held onto his legs with both hands dragging him until he fell into the water.
This time, she threw her head back and laughed, clapping her hands in excitement. “You looked like you needed a good swim.” She repeated his words, his eyes darkening.
Xavier swam toward her. “Little doll, you learn fast, don’t you?”
“Hm hm. I learned from the best. Where did you think you were going after throwing me into the water?”
He chuckled. “Well, we’re even.”
“Not even.” She splashed water into his face, giggling as she backed away. And so, they started a play fight as Xavier chased after her, returning her splashes with one of his and laughing like they were the only people in the pool.
Everyone seemed to fade around them. In their eyes, they were the only ones existing, laughing while splashing water on the other.
“Alright, alright, that’s enough… pfft…” Elaine let out a fleet of laughter when a splash of his got to her, blurring her sight.
He finally got to her, wrapped his hands around her waist, and brought her closer to him.
“You like playing, huh?”
“You started. I didn’t bring myself into the pool.”
He nodded, bringing his head closer to hers, their foreheads touching. His gaze fell on her lips, wet from the splashes of water on them. “You’re breathtaking, doll.”
Their gazes locked, everything around them fading into the waters. His hand rose to her face, caressing her cheek before his thumb got to her lips, patting them slowly.
“Let me kiss you, doll. Can I?”
“Xa…Xavier,” she stuttered.
“I’ve been patient enough. Let me kiss you.”
Although the water was cold, Elaine could feel the heat rise between them, traveling down her spine. How was it possible to feel so much heat even in cold water? Only he can make her feel so much at once. Her gaze lowered to his lips, the lips that parted ready to take hers.
She nodded, her heartbeat accelerating. He dipped his head in, taking his lips in hers. Their lips collided into a slow passionate kiss. Her arms circled his neck, almost strangling him, the urge to feel him so close to her increasing. She found herself moaning as his hands roamed around her body, gripping her everywhere, her ass, her full breasts, her nipples that were hard for him.
“Fuck, you taste divine,” he whispered into her ears but just before he could go in for a dive again, a trait clearing broke them apart.
“This is a pool for everyone. Not just for the both of you.”
They turned to see everyone’s gaze on them, Elaine’s cousins judging them with their eyes.
“You both weren’t aware that we’re around?” Diana eyed them in annoyance.
“Perhaps they wanted to give us a show,” Greta added.
“Or because y’all be so insignificant, we didn’t notice.” Xavier climbed out of the pool, grabbing a towel and drying his damp hair before making his way into the house. Elaine groaned. Now she was all alone with the people who stared at her like she stole their joy.
Greta and Diana made their way to her. Diana asked,
“You sure you found that man in a church? He kisses like a god, I swear. I almost came from watching you both kiss.”
“Or you don’t want to tell us where exactly you found him.”
Behind them, Luke and Fredrick’s eyes widened. They swam to their side.
“The fuck, honey. You didn’t just say that. What the fuck?” Fredrick exclaimed.
Greta wrapped her hands under her chest. “It was nothing. I was only asking where she found him for our future children. They have to marry a man like Xavier.”
“What about me? Aren’t I good enough?”
She rolled her eyes. “You can hardly get me off with your tongue. I can’t wish the same for my kids.”
Diana giggled beside her. “I’m starting to think every male in the family is bad sexually. Even like can’t get me off with his hands.”
Deciding that she had had enough of their cringe-worthy talk, Elaine got out of the pool, grabbed a towel, wrapped it around her hair, and headed to the door.
Behind her, they still argued about how their husbands couldn’t fuck them properly. Maybe that was why Diana was cheating with Fredrick.
But if Fredrick wasn’t also good in bed according to Greta, what was Diana doing with him then? A weird thought flashed in her head and she bypassed Ria who was busy gathering the attention of the elders.
Fredrick wasn’t good for Greta and Luke wasn’t good for Diana. They couldn’t find pleasure in their partners. If Diana was fucking Fredrick, it only meant one thing.
Could it be that they only found pleasure in each other’s partners?
Good lord.
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