CHAPTER 11: I WANT NOTHING BUT YOU

CHAPTER 11: I WANT NOTHING BUT YOU

WILLIAM’S POV

Anna couldn’t get her eyes off my cock.

I stood there, completely naked, water streaming down my body in slow rivulets, and watched her gaze lock onto my heavy, thickening length like the rest of the world had vanished. Her lips parted. A deep flush painted her cheeks. Those wide, pretty eyes held a perfect storm of shock and raw hunger.

I coughed softly. “Anna.”

She blinked, snapping out of her trance, but not before her eyes flicked back down for one guilty second. Fuck! That tiny slip was more erotic than half the girls who’d thrown themselves at me in the past.

I smirked, slow and dangerous, feeling my cock twitch under her stare. “I know you’re enjoying the view,” I teased, voice low and rough, echoing through the empty pool hall, “but maybe you could pass me the towel, babe?”

I nodded toward the bench beside her. She glanced at it, then back at me, thighs pressing together. The hesitation in her breath made heat surge straight to my groin.

Instead of grabbing the towel right away, she whispered shakily, “Don’t call me that… and maybe put some clothes on after swimming?” Her voice cracked on the last word. She was fighting a smile and losing.

I took one deliberate step closer, water sliding over my abs and the deep V of my hips. My cock hung heavy between my thighs, already half hard from the way she was devouring me.

“Or…” I murmured, dropping my voice even lower, “you can keep staring. I don’t mind. Actually…I fucking love it.”

Her breath hitched. Finally, she snatched the towel and thrust it at me. Her fingers brushed mine electric. Her gaze dragged up my body, lingering on my chest, shoulders, the droplets still clinging to my skin, before she forced it back to my face.

“Williams…” she breathed.

I closed the distance until I towered over her, naked and dripping. The sweet scent of her lavender perfume wrapped around me. I caught her chin between my fingers, tilting her face up.

“You were late,” I said softly, thumb tracing her lower lip. “I thought you weren’t coming. But now that you’re here and you’ve seen everything…”

I took the towel, wrapping it loosely around my waist, though it did nothing to hide how hard I was getting. My lips curved into a wicked smile. “Tell me, baby. Is my fake girlfriend liking what she sees?”

Her cheeks burned crimson. She didn’t deny it. She couldn’t. Not when her eyes kept betraying her.

I leaned in, my wet chest nearly brushing her uniform, mouth hovering at her ear. “Because I’ve been thinking about you all damn day.”

She shivered. I felt my cock swell heavier between us.

God, this girl.One look from her and I was losing my mind.

I ran a hand through my wet hair and turned slightly, giving her a moment before I did something reckless. If I kept staring into those hungry eyes, I wouldn’t stop at just teasing.

I’d drag her against me, rip that soaked uniform off, and fuck her right here in the water until the only name she could remember was mine.

Fuck, Williams. Pull yourself together.

“If you keep looking at me like that, Anna…” My voice came out a rough growl, thick with need. “I’m not going to be satisfied with just a towel. I’m going to want those pretty lips wrapped around me.”

“You’re… a really nice swimmer,” she said, clearly desperate to change the subject, her voice breathless.

I glanced back over my shoulder, grinning. “So you were enjoying the show?”

She tried to hide her smile behind a teasing grin. “Oh my goodness, you’re so full of yourself. Who said anything about enjoying it?”

I laughed, the sound warm and genuine. The tension between us softened into something sweeter then immediately crackled again as I adjusted the slipping towel.

“You can swim, right?” I asked, tilting my head.

Anna bit her lip and shook her head. “No… I never learned.”

“Let me teach you.” I stepped closer, voice dropping into a gentle rumble. “It’s easy and satisfying. You’ll love it I promise.”

She shook her head quickly, backing up a step. “No, I’m good. Really.”

“Ohhh-kayyyy,” I drawled, smirking.

Before she could protest, I closed the gap, hands on her waist, and gave her a firm but playful push. She let out a cute yelp as she tumbled into the pool with a splash.

I dove in right after her. When I surfaced, she was sputtering, hair plastered to her face, white uniform completely soaked and clinging to every delicious curve.

We both burst out laughing at the same time. Her laughter was light, bubbly, and addictive as it echoed off the tiles. Water droplets clung to her lashes. She wiped her face, smiling up at me with that shy, radiant grin that made my chest tighten painfully.

She’s beautiful, playful and mine for now, even if it’s fake.

I swam closer. “You okay, babe?”

Her smile faltered. “Don’t call me babe. We’re alone, we can stop pretending.” She wrapped her arms around herself, suddenly self conscious. The wet fabric had turned almost transparent, molding to her breasts and revealing the delicate pink lace bra underneath. Her nipples were hard, pressing against the soaked material.

I couldn’t look away.

“You’re staring,” she whispered, voice shy but not quite upset. Her arms tightened.

“Can you blame me?” I murmured, gliding even closer until we were inches apart. “You look fucking incredible.”

I reached out slowly, giving her time to pull away, and gently caught her wrists, guiding her arms down. “Don’t hide from me, Anna. Not when you’re this beautiful.”

She shivered, definitely not from the cold.

I placed one hand on her waist under the water and began teaching her the basics: how to float, how to move her arms, how to kick. My chest brushed her back as I supported her. Her soaked thigh slid against mine. Her breathing grew quicker, shallower.

I turned her to face me, hands steady on her hips in the deeper water.

And everything stopped.

Our bodies floated close. Faces inches apart. Her lips were wet and parted, eyes locked on mine with pure, undisguised want. I could feel the heat of her breath, the subtle tremble in her body beneath my fingers. A droplet of water traced down her neck and disappeared between her breasts.

My heart slammed against my ribs.

If I lean in just a little more…

“If you keep looking at me like that, Anna…” My voice came out scared and shaking.

I pulled back just enough to hold her gaze, my own eyes dark with raw hunger as I bit my lower lip.

“Oh fuck Anna, I'm not thinking straight” I ran my hand over my face.

“So what’s it going to be, girlfriend?”

Her breath caught and she moved forward, I thought she might close the distance or maybe just maybe kiss me

Then a loud *click* echoed through the pool hall, the unmistakable sound of the main doors unlocking and someone walking in.