I was too shy though. I could never muster up enough courage to be bold enough. I figured that’s why Steele made me feel so good.
He made me feel beautiful and wanted. Even though I had never even used the word beautiful when describing myself, I could slowly begin associating it with myself when I was with him. If a chubby, shy girl like me could make a sex god like Steele feel good, then I knew I had to be doing something right.
Steele was the light to my never ending tunnel of darkness, and I vowed to do everything to keep him happy.
When my father had first sold me to Steele, I was convinced it would be terrible. Just a job that I would have to spend months regretting.
But Steele had made me love every moment of our time together. His gorgeous blue eyes, perfect hair, incredible body, and not to forget, no bullshit attitude, turned me on so much.
Steele was the type of man every woman would lust after, and dream of, but never even imagine he was real. But I was lucky enough to be in his presence.
My duties of cooking, cleaning and taking care of his every need started to become the light of my days. That was something I never thought I’d ever think. Especially after having to constantly pick up after my dad.
I loved my dad, but he was a complete slob. He’d always bring junk home and just throw it in the middle of the living room. Then when he’d eat, crumbs would litter the floor. I could never be around him when he ate.
Steele made me want to care for him though. I loved watching him look at me with delight when I’d bring him his plate of food. And the way he ate – it was like he was a hungry wolf, who had been starved for most of his life.
I’ll admit the whole idea of alpha males scared me when I first learned of them, mainly because I figured they’d be sex crazy men who kicked women around, kind of like my dad. Even though it had been years, I still remembered how it felt to watch him attack my stepmom.
Steele was nothing like that though.
He called the shots while still making me feeling like I was important, and needed. I felt I was special. And then when he’d fuck me, there was always that moment when my eyes would close and he was deep inside of me, like we were locked together. Like we were a part of each other. I wanted to feel his pulse beating against me.
I wanted him to own and control me, and shield me from harm. My relentless thoughts of Steele often sent me into a frenzy – often, by the time I made dinner, my panties were soaking wet from a day spent fantasizing.
By time it was Sunday, I had adjusted fully to my schedule. I would wake up at eight, prepare Steele’s coffee, cook a hearty breakfast, iron his shirts, and then doll myself up.
I was never the type of girl to wear fancy clothes or makeup, but Steele encouraged me to. He especially loved to see me in red lipstick and pink blush.
Steele would usually wake up around ten, and by that time I’d be bringing his breakfast to him on the food tray. I loved to see him reading the newspaper with his uncombed hair, and his biceps flexing slightly as he’d turn the page.
Every time he saw me, he’d raise his eyebrows and put his paper down, trying to examine what I had prepared for him.
“Breakfast time? What am I having today?” Steele asked.
I peeked down at the tray and cleared my throat.
“French toast, oatmeal, scrambled eggs, and sausage. Oh, and I brought your coffee for you,” I announced as I set the tray down on the bed.
Steele hurriedly dug into the breakfast, taking a large bite of French toast, then gulping down the coffee. After swallowing, he laid back on the pillows and smiled at me.
“That was good. How did you learn?”
I blushed and sat down at the foot of the bed.
“I Googled it,” I admitted. “I could never follow the instructions in cookbooks.”
“Understandable. I suppose it’s for the best, cookbooks are overrated anyways,” Steele huffed as he threw the newspaper to the side of the bed.
“Get enough to eat?” I asked, noticing he only ate the French toast and a few pieces of sausage.
“Yes, I’m not too hungry this morning,” Steele told me as he got to his feet. He stood up and placed the tray back in my arms. I grinned and started to walk away when he grabbed me by the waist.
My heart pounded in my chest. His touch drove me wild.
“Is there something you need?” I choked out, secretly hoping he’d want to fuck me.
Unfortunately, my secret wish was not to be.
Steele kissed me lightly on the neck. “I want us to go to the pond for a little swim, Rosy.”
I turned around to face him. “Swim? But I don’t know how?”
“That’s why I’m here to teach you, baby girl,” Steele purred as he brushed my chin with his thumb.
“Oh, okay. I guess I can learn. But I don’t have a bathing suit,” My voice trailed off.
“Nonsense. We won’t need those. We’re going skinny dipping,” Steele said. There was a wicked gleam in his eye. He smacked me on the ass. I squealed and ran off to the kitchen to clean the dishes. When I made my way back into the bedroom, I found Steele already naked, putting suntan lotion on.
“Wow,” I whispered, completely blown away by him. Although I had already seen him naked, it still made me feel like it was the first time. His skin was tan, and he had tan lines on his ass.
I noticed how toned and firm his ass was, and that his calf were muscular and sculpted. Steele turned around once he noticed me standing in the doorway and winked.
“Your turn,” he said in a low voice that sent a shiver down my spine.
Laughing, I quickly ripped off my shirt and jeans, and jumped into his arms. Steele picked me up and put me over his shoulder, carrying me to the pond with effortless ease despite my size.
As Steele led me outside, I felt shivers run down my back. I was so nervous to be in the pond waters.
Once we were there, he put me down and walked to the water’s edge, but I stopped him.
My fear mingled with my lust for Steele drove me insane. It was an indescribable feeling to be full of anxiety yet want nothing more but to be fucked.
“Wait. I’m scared,” I whispered.
I hoped Steele could fuck the fear out of me. Maybe then I’d stop being so anxious.
As we were standing near the edge of the pond, Steele reached his arms and stretched, soaking up the warm light of the sun.
I shielded my eyes from the strain of the bright sunlight, but Steele grabbed me and pulled me into his arms.
From far away the pond had looked like a regular dark blue, but with the sun glimmering onto it, hues of green and even yellow started to shine.
“It’s so pretty,” I whispered. Steele kissed my cheek as he held me close.
“I know. So what’s there to be afraid of?” Steele let go of me and proceeded to get into the pond.
His naked body looked like a Greek god’s as the waters washed over him. He went underwater for a few seconds, then popped back to the surface, flipping his hair back.
Swimming to me, Steele held a wet hand out.
“Come on baby girl.” My heart raced in my chest as I stared at the water.
What was the big deal?
Why was I so afraid?
Steele was right there, and he would never let any harm come near me.
I swallowed hard and knelt down, tearing my gaze away from Steele.
Steele sighed and hoisted himself out of the water, sitting next to me.
His breathing was rough and jagged as he sat inches away from me.
“What’s the worst that could happen?” He purred in my ear.
My pulse started to race. I hesitantly peeked at Steele.
He was soaking wet and a few leaves had clung to his wet hair. I giggled and picked one out, letting it fall to the ground.
“I suppose you’re right.” I crawled closer to Steele, and let myself fall in his arms. He kissed me on the top of my head, soothing me. Only a little though.
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br /> “It’s just kind of scary still.”
“Scary? How come? I’m right here,” Steele said as he picked me up once again, this time cradling me in his arms. He frowned. “Nothing bad will happen, Rosy. You’re with me. I’ll protect you.”
“Please don’t let me drown,” I begged. Steele tucked a piece of hair behind my ear and kissed me on the forehead.
“I would never let any harm find you.” Steele kissed me softly on the lips before jumping in the pond. I squeezed my eyes shut as the cool water hit my skin.
I could feel Steele’s grip tighten on my thighs and waist as we were underwater. The sensation was oddly arousing as he held me so firmly against him. And being in the water was a novelty. Unlike most of the time, I felt graceful and fluid as my limbs moved through the cool, clear water.
When we emerged from underwater, I gasped for air and laid my head on his chest. Steele smoothed his hair back and planted another kiss on my lips.
“See? That wasn’t bad at all,” Steele said as he wrapped my legs around his waist. I shook my head quickly as I laced my arms behind his neck. I couldn’t help smiling.
“It’s amazing,” I admitted. Steele smirked and swam to the side of the pond with me still wrapped around his waist.
Turning me around, he grasped my neck and leaned close to my ear. When I felt his lips on my earlobe, I shuddered with anticipation.
Steele held me firmly by my thighs as I braced myself for the cold shock of the water. My pulse raced against my skin as I slowly slid down into the cool waters.
The pond waters felt relaxing on my body as I waded in Steele’s arms. I could feel his biceps flex as his hold on me tightened.
“How do you like it?” He asked with a smirk.
I shivered slightly as more water crawled into my open pussy.
“It’s kind of cold,” I admitted.
Steele kissed me hard on the neck. “But, you like it, right?”
My eyes scanned Steele’s sexy body that was halfway under the water. His abs looked so toned and tanned, and the muscles in his legs looked strong.
I nodded shyly, my mouth watering, as he lowered me more into the water. More thresholds of cool water fluttered inside of me, creating a sensual feeling.
Licking my lips, I placed my hands on either sides of Steele’s face.
“I like it a lot.” My pussy clenched as his wet hands cascaded from my mid back to my ass.
Steele kissed me softly, gently sucking on my bottom lip.
We swam to the middle of the pond, and the waters started to get deeper. As Steele became engulfed in water from the neck down, he lifted me on top of his shoulders.
The air felt tantalizing on my bare chest. I felt free and closer to the earth as he held me on his shoulders.
The cool water on my legs and warm summer heat mingled together, sending shivers down my spine.
“It’s incredible,” I whispered.
Steele’s strong muscular arms held me up, making me feel light and safe. He rubbed my thighs with his hands. The calluses on his fingers felt surprisingly arousing as they caressed my skin.
Lowering me, Steele straddled me once more. He grazed my pussy with his fingers, biting his lip seductively.
He had a dangerous glint in his eyes as he rested his head on my breasts. He gently kissed them with pursed lips, then pulling away, looked at me with those gorgeous sea blue eyes.
“Today’s a special day.” Steele’s voice was a low grunt.
My pussy started to tremble as his hands slid in between my thighs. I could feel the wetness forming even though I was emerged in water.
“Why is that?” I forced myself to say. It was hard to talk when he was playing with my pussy.
Steele snorted and brought my face closer to his.
“Oh you’ll see, baby girl.”
He took his hand to my tits and squeezed them roughly.
“Steele,” I breathed. My breath got caught in my throat as his large hands made their way to my face, tracing my lips.
I wanted him to fuck me hard.
But he was lingering for some reason.
We waded to the side of the pond, with me still straddled on Steele’s waist.
I chewed on my lip as he lowered me, letting my legs fall a little more into the pond.
I gasped, but he caught me, squeezing onto my ass.
“I got you baby girl.” Steele kissed my temple as he held onto my naked, wet body.
My heart raced as I looked at him. His dark hair was slicked back off his face from being wet, and the sun highlighted his gorgeous cheekbones.
I ran my fingers through his hair, but he caught my hand and placed a gentle kiss on my palm. I shivered as he pushed me against the edge of the pond.
“It’s time for your next lesson today, Rosy,” Steele’s voice purred. My skin felt cold as my bare breasts pressed into the grass. He moved lower and lower, swirling his tongue at the base of my spine.
“What’s today’s lesson?” I asked in a shaky voice as he tongued one of my ass cheeks.
Spreading my legs, Steele grazed both my pussy and ass hole with his fingers, teasing them as he whirled his fingers in tiny circles. When he didn’t answer, a cold shiver ran down my spine.
My legs felt weak as I twitched from pleasure. My pussy was so wet I could practically feel it leaking down my legs.
“Your ass is mine today.”
“Fuck me, please,” I whispered. Steele slapped my ass cheeks with both of his big hands, then slowly spread them to reveal my secret hole.
Leaning in, he ran his tongue around the rim of my ass, sticking it in and out. My eyes rolled back from pleasure as he tongue fucked my hole. It felt so good – not like when he sucked my clit, but dirtier somehow, even more intimate. Soon, I’d forgotten the chill of the pond water: I was blushing hard from head to toe, and the delicate flicker of Steele’s tongue pulled me out of my body and into a heavenly place.
I could feel his breath on my ass, hot and jagged, like a hungry animal ready to devour his prey.
I was his prey.
And I wanted him to destroy both of my holes.
Steele pulled away from my ass for a short moment, gasping for air. I looked at him from over my shoulder and saw that his face was wet from my juices.
“You taste so sweet,” Steele groaned, licking his fingers. Grabbing my hips, Steele pulled me back into the water, this time facing him.
He pulled me in for a long kiss, shoving his anxious tongue in my mouth. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he put my legs around his waist again.
His hard cock poked me in the stomach, as if to let me know how it was ready to be rammed into my waiting asshole.
With his left hand, he choked me softly, sending me into a frenzy of lust.
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