Page 42 of Grand Master

LESSONS IN THE WATER…

From the pool, the rooftop looked like a floating world.

I could stay in here forever, I loved swimming, the feeling was close to feeling free once in the water.

The water was warm, my muscles were loose.

For once, my mind wasn’t choking me with memories, I wasn’t overthinking my current situation being here… I actually felt good.

Kenric stood by the benches next to Tone, their voices carried a little when I wasn’t moving in the water.

I noticed when their conversation shifted, I watched closely as Kenric stood still, hands buried deep in his black trunks like he was holding himself together.

His head tilted slightly just once as he listened to whatever Tone was saying.

It looked like something cracked inside of Kenric.

I think Tone said something that affected Kenric because I saw the way his shoulders dropped.

His eyes drifted towards the roof like he too wanted a freedom that he didn’t know how to grant himself.

When Tone walked away, he glanced over at me coldly and continued his stride out of the pool area.

Kenric stood in the same spot, his face was tight.

I was used to seeing him in a different light, like he had all the answers and had everything under control.

Right now, he looked lost, and I had a strong urge to fix that.

I swam towards the edge of the pool and splashed water gently toward his direction, just enough to break him out of his thoughts.

“Hey Grand,” I called out, floating backwards with a lazy grin.

“Get in, your late for your swim lessons.” I pressed my feet against the tiles and smiled over at him.

His head jerked toward the pool, his face was unreadable at first, then I saw the slight annoyance written on his handsome sharp face.

He didn’t speak, just eyed me with his usual brooding glare.

I narrowed my eyes at him and pressed even further; I refused to have him ruin my mood all because of what he and Tone talked about.

“Don’t switch up now,” I rolled my eyes. “Come get in this pool and see how much you’ll enjoy yourself, Kenric.” I continued.

Still, he remained silent, but I saw the internal war he was having with himself.

The stillness of his body fighting the chaos inside his mind.

His jaw flexed and then it hit me a little too fast. Kenric wanted to stay where he was planted, stay in control and untouchable.

I wasn’t going to let him do that at all.

“I don’t care about your attitude and your need to be in control.” I said in a soft tone, I didn’t want him to feel like I was trying to challenge him at all.

“I know for a fact that you always around here giving everybody orders.” I sighed imagining how draining that could have been for him.

“Let me show you something else besides giving out orders for once.”

His eyes locked with mine; my body reacted from his intense stare alone.

“I don’t do water, little owl.” He finally said, his raspy deep voice was low in a warning tone.

I swam to the edge and rested my arms on the concrete.

“Well, you will do water today, take off them expensive ass sandals and get wet with me or in me.” I smirked seductively.

Whoa, that last part was not supposed to come out…

I blushed hard at my own admission because Kenric was a sight for sure.

I held my breath as Kenric’s lips pressed into a thin line, but he didn’t turn away.

He watched me, then with a measured exhale, he dragged one foot from his sandal, and for a heartbeat, it hovered over the blue water.

My heart stalled. Then he dipped his toes in, testing the warmth, testing me.

I felt a bubbling excitement spring up in my chest, laughter threatening to escape as I swam closer, anticipation singing in my veins.

He regarded his own foot for a moment, as if reconsidering, but then he shed the other sandal, and, with a slow grace that belied his usual rigid edges, stepped fully into the pool.

The water lapped at his ankles, his calves, and then he was in, up to his knees, the dark fabric of his trunks clung to strong lines that I admired while he was standing out of the pool.

I couldn’t help myself, elation overtook me, and before I could second-guess it, I surged through the water and leapt up into his arms. My arms flung around his neck; the cool water droplets clung to my skin as I pressed myself to him.

“Thank you, Kenric.” I whispered into the shell of his ear, my voice full of laughter and gratitude.

He froze, and for a second, the world felt suspended, his chest unmoving, his muscles taut beneath my touch.

Slowly, as if the decision cost him everything, his arms wrapped around me, steadying me, holding me above the surface.

His grip was tentative at first, then certain, warm and strong, an anchor in the shimmering pool.

His brows lifted, just a fraction, and I saw something unguarded in his black eyes, softness, a surrender to the moment neither of us had planned. I grinned, my lips brushing against the line of his jaw.

“See? Not so bad,” I murmured, delight sparking in every cell.

He huffed a low, begrudging laugh, but didn’t let me go. Kenric’s breath tickled the side of my neck, the warmth of his body mingled with the coolness of the water. His lips grazed the lobe of my ear, and his raspy voice was almost a rumble so low I felt it more than I heard it.

“You know… you drive me crazy, little owl,” he whispered. “Look at me—standing here, soaked, doing things I swore I’d never do. You make me want to forget every rule I ever wrote for myself.” He looked me deeply in the eyes. My body yearned for him as his dick pressed into my center.

His hands tightened, possessive but gentle, keeping me close. I felt the tremor in his chest, a battle between restraint and the wildness I seemed to conjure in him.

“I just wonder if I showed you all the sides of me,” he continued, his words winded around around me, “the sides that I hide, the ugly ones, the ones I’m scared even to name, would you want me to change?” his thick brows raised.

I pulled back just enough to meet his gaze, searching the depths of his eyes for the hidden sides of him that he spoke of. My lips curved into a soft, fearless smile.

“No,” I said, my answer as steady as the arms that held me. “I wouldn’t ask you to change. Not for me. Not for anyone. Only you can want to change you, especially if it’s for the better.”

The tension in his jaw loosened, something wounded, and hopeful flickered behind his dark stare.

“I want you to teach me how to swim but only if your naked little owl.” He released me out of his hold.

I leaned back against the wall of the pool only for Kenric’s long arms to cage me in front of him.

“You wanted me to get wet with or in you right?” He licked his full lips then cocked his head to the side.

“Thought you were in some sort of control forcing me inside.” He pulled himself closer to me.

My pulse drummed in my ears, the thin blue shimmer of the water reflected dance-like patterns across Kenric’s arms and chest. I lifted my chin, meeting his gaze with a boldness that surprised even me.

“I suppose I did,” I murmured, letting the words tease between us, light as the rippling water.

The air between our bodies felt electric, my pussy pulsed in need for him.

Kenric’s fingers grazed my shoulder, trailing down the length of my arm.

He stopped just above my wrist, his thumb brushed gentle circles against my skin as if learning the language of my pulse.

“Then show me,” he said, voice rough but threaded with a strange reverence that made my spine stiffen.

I took a breath, slow and deliberately, then let myself slip from the confines of his arms. The pool’s coolness enveloped me as I glided away, turning just enough to beckon him forward with a crooked finger.

Kenric followed, his movements more hesitant now, once he noticed that I was moving further out in the pool.

Accepting the challenge, he walked towards me still standing tall, until the water rose above his belly button.

His hands found my waist, and together we drifted towards the deep end, floating in a quiet embrace.

I stopped when we got to five feet not wanting to cause him to panic right away.

My belly pressed against his hard dick as he looked down at me with dark burning eyes.

My lips parted open and Kenric took advantage by grabbing the left strap to my swimsuit.

He pulled it smoothly down as his tongue parted my lips.

I released a soft moan as his strong hand held the nape of my neck. I wrapped my arms around his neck and closed my eyes enjoying the way his hard dick continues to press into me. His groans fill my mouth as he gets the swimsuit down my legs. By now I’m floating, my swimsuit detached from my body.

“You want me to let you go…but you say shit that makes me want to keep you with me forever.” He shook his head in disbelief, then swayed in the pool with me locked into his arms until my back softly touched the wall.

“How the fuck does that work?” He asked.

I licked my lips and tried to move; his hand reached out and cupped my pussy. Before I could react, he plunged two fingers inside of me. My eyes fluttered as I grabbed for his forearm with moans spilling from my lips.

This man makes me fucking crazy!

“You’re going to lie to me little owl…those sweet plump lips will lie again like you did last night when I was deep inside of you.

” He pulled his fingers from my soppy center then plunged them back inside, again and again ruining my train of thought.

His dark eyes burned into mine with a feral need that twisted my gut inside out.

“You’ll moan, cry for me…this pussy gets so wet and it’s so tight just for me…which will all make you lie by telling me that you’ll be willing to stay.” He gritted the words out.