I Will Make Her Mine

Elizabeth watched with some regret as Trevor pulled away, along with his comment of no kissing. Unprepared she found herself splashed with water, causing her to yelp, even as he swam to the other side of the pool.

When he started to swim towards her, and this time she readied herself. He is going to get splashed, too. Two can play this game, she thought.

However, the fact that he stays out of reach and because of his longer reach his splashes hit her more than hers. Silently scheming as she continues to defend her person, the sound of their splashes and laughter filling the air, Elizabeth valiantly protected herself to no avail.

When he pretended to float away, only to kick more water towards, she dove under. Holding her breath, she oriented herself to see where Trevor is. So far, distance from him is not helping her cause, so she swam beneath him and catching him his shoulders and head, she tried to pull him under.
 
Trevor was enjoying playing in the pool with Elizabeth. Yes, he knew that he frustrated her a little when he broke the kiss, and he knew that he was also frustrating her by splashing her and keeping his distance from her.

He was happy to see Elizabeth seeming to be having fun despite the fact that she was having a hard time retaliating against his splash assault. He floated away from her, kicking the water at her a little as he looked up into the sky and thought about what a great day it was.

Then he felt something from beneath the surface of the water. Trevor noticed Elizabeth's hands on his shoulders and head as she attempted to pull him under. He relented and allowed himself to be pulled below the pool surface. The , he spun around and looked directly into Elizabeth's eyes and wrapped his arms around her. He held her beneath the water for a second before they both popped to the surface. "I guess you got me on that one ". He kissed her lightly and moved his hands to her firm ass and held her close to him as they continued to tread water.
 
When Elizabeth felt Trevor going down with her, she sensed victory. Just when she thought she had him, however, Trevor was able to easily escaped her hold. Instead she found herself wrapped in his arms instead of the other way around. Surprised, she barely had time to close her mouth before they went underwater.

When they surfaced above water, she breathed deeply. Still she was smiling. She had to admit it is fun to play. Her smile stayed on as Trevor kissed lightly.

“Yes, I did,” she teasingly gloated. However, when his hands cupped her bottom and pulled her body against his harder one, her breath hitched. Lust, simmering from their earlier, quickly ignited. Her eyes dropped to his lips while she unconsciously licked hers.

Casting her normal cautious nature aside, her voice turning husky, she whispered, “and I think I’m taking a victory kiss.” This time, she initiated the contact, as she raised her face and pressed her lips on his.
 
Trevor caressed Elizabeth's firm ass as they continued to tread water. It was his intention to keep her on edge all day, and he was being pretty successful at it. He had to admit to himself, however, that he was enjoying what was going on between them, and she was able to keep him in a high stte of arousal.

Trevor accepted her kiss. He welcomed it as she took her victory kiss, and he pressed her body closer to his. There was not much material between them, but it managed to keep Elizabeth's "no skinny dipping" rule in effect. He loved the feel of her body pressed to his. He was really looking forward to what the night would bring.

He had to admit that he was a little surprised at how willing Elizabeth was to expose herself to his physical advancements. When he began this adventure the previous night, he wasnt sure where it was going. Now, he was hoping that he would establish something that would result in them being together....a lot. He believed he was being successful in making her...HIS.
 
Elizabeth prolonged the kiss for a few seconds before she let Trevor go. Kicking off, she swam to the edge of the pool and climbed out, unaware of how she looked with the suit now wet clung to her figure. She grabbed a towel from the table and wiped her face.

Turning around, she looked at Trevor, still in the water. “Hey, i’m going inside to rustle some sandwiches for lunch. Enjoy the water. I’ll be back.”

She walked back inside the house, her body still humming with need, but she ignored it. She needed to get some kind of equilibrium about this situation….whatever this situation is. She starting to feel too close to this young man, and despite the amazing sex, she doesn’t really know much about him.
 
Trevor watched as Elizabeth climbed out of the pool and lightly toweled off. He saw her head toward the house as she said something about sandwiches. He went under the water and swam to the deep end of the pool. Deciding to do several laps of the pool, he kicked off the end of the pool and headed across.

After swimming twenty lengths of the pool, Trevor climbed out and grabbed a towel. He headed into the house and found Elizabeth in the kitchen. He walked over to her, still only wearing boxerbriefs. He moved up close to her and pressed his body to her back.

Reaching up, Trevor grabbed a handful of Elizabeth's hair and tilted her head back. He kissed her neck lightly before moving his lips to her ear. "Did I do something wrong Elizabeth? I was enjoying playing in the pool and you all of a sudden jumped out. Tell me what is wrong." With that, he bit lightly on her neck.
 
Elizabeth pulled the sandwich fixins from the refrigerator and arranged them on the counter. While going through the motions of putting together several sandwiches, her mind kept drifting to the young man currently enjoying her pool.

She was almost done, when she felt a presence behind her. Trevor’s warm body pressed against hers, and it took all of her self-control not to just lean back. When he pulled her damp hair to the side, and trailed light kisses along her sensitive neck, she could feel her body responding. Her nipples tightened against her still wet suit, even as she tried to keep herself still.

His next words told her that he wasn’t indifferent to her state of mind. Torn, a part of her want to confess, want to know what is really going on. But, considering how sexual their relationship, maybe, it is better to keep it that way. Emotions have no place in casual hook-ups, and she needed to remind herself not to see too much in their situation.

When he gave her neck a little nip, she turned around, facing him. She shook her head at his question, giving him a soft smile, “No, nothing’s wrong. Just got hungry. Want some sandwiches?” she offered.
 
He continued to press his body lightly to hers and he nibbled on her earlobe as he listened to her say that there was nothing wrong...that she was just hungry. Trevor was not buying that story. He knew there was more to it, and he wanted to find out what was going on with his hot pet.

His tongue flicked over her earlobe and began to explore er ear, teasingly. There was something about Elizabeth that made Trevor want more than just a quick fling. He was certain that he would enjoy spending a lot of time with her, and he knew she would enjoy what he could bring to her. He was going to make her HIS...and not just for the short term. He was going to make this last.

Trevor spun Elizabeth around and lifted her up and sat her on the counter. He spread her legs wide and moved between them. With his hands on her hips, he looked deeply into her eyes. "You are not being honest with me Elizabeth. There is something going on and I want you to tell me."
 
Instead of accepting her response at face value and going for the sandwiches, Elizabeth found herself picked up and placed on the counter. Spreading her legs to accommodate him, she found herself staring into Trevor’s intense hazel eyes.

His words hit her like a razor, the denial forming on her lips stopped short. She looked back at him, wondering what she should say when she doesn’t even know what is really wrong with her.

There is something about him, about this unexpected relationship, their explosive chemistry, that is making her yearn, making her want for things that she know she shouldn’t.

So, instead of answering him, she reached out instead, wrapping a hand around his neck and drawing him closer. She pressed her lips against his, hoping to distract him. They may not talk much but their bodies have no problem communicating. “Kiss me,” she whispered against his lips.
 
Trevor knew exactly what Elizabeth was doing, and he had no intention of letting her get away with it. He was not, however, going to deny her a kiss. After all, he certainly enjoyed her kisses. In fact, he was enjoying an awful lot about her, and he wanted to take his time and explore all of what she had to offer.

He moved in closer to her and kissed her deep and hard. His tongue moved across her lips and invaded her mouth; searching for her tongue. Their tongues danced wildly together invoking thoughts of how well their bodies moved together.

After several minutes, Trevor broke the kiss. He looked into her eyes again. "Your kisses are fantastic, just like everything about you is, but you did not answer my question Elizabeth. There is something bothering you, and I want to know what it is. I want to make sure everything is right with you. To me, you are not just a fling. You are someone I want to know....deeply. So, answer my question, pet."
 
Elizabeth reveled in the kiss, her body responding to Trevor like a long familiar lover. However, before the lust simmering in her veins ignite further, she felt him pull away. She made a small sound of protest, but the contact was broken.

What he said next told her that her ploy to distract him did not work. He is persistent, she has to admit. She listened to his words, unable to look away. His concern for her touched something dormant inside her, stirring feelings long forgotten. She tried to ignore it, calling herself a fool if she fall for these pretty words.

But she couldn’t completely lie either. There is something in Trevor’s eyes that makes her want to tell him everything, to just let him be in charge.

‘It’s nothing. I’m just feeling uncertain, not sure what we are doing.” She hesitated, and confessed, “This is not something I do often. I don’t bring strange young men home.” She saw a flicker of emotion on Trevor’s face, but she couldn’t interpret it. Touching his face, she stroked his cheek. Gaining courage from his earlier words, she continued, “But if you want this...whatever this is...then I’m willing to try to.”
 
Trevor could see the conflict t in Elizabeth's eyes. He could tell that she wanted to tell him something, but that the mature woman in her wanted to keep everything locked inside. There was no doubt that she was conflicted in part by the difference in their ages. The age difference was something that Trevor found exciting.

He knew that she was not the type to just bring guys home, whether they were the same age or younger. Actually, he didn't really know if there was someone in her life. Was she married? Did she have a significant other? He had no idea, and he really didn't care about it, because he was making her HIS.

"Elizabeth, I look at you and I don't see someone that is a fling or a one night stand or anything like that. I see a beautiful and sexy woman who has never had her limits pushed, but she wants them pushed. Actually, needs them pushed. That isn't a quickie. That involves a relationship. No, not a typical one, but one we will both enjoy very much. " He stood quietly in front of her for a second and then said to her, "those sandwiches look great. Let's ear."
 
Elizabeth looked at Trevor as he spoke. She searched his face, trying to gauge his sincerity. His words were the right touch, enough to soothe her fears, make her feel a bit settled.

Still, when he talked about pushing her limits, she squirmed a little. She wasn’t sure what he meant, but it made her feel a little bit nervous but at the same time excited. Still, he is right. They should just simply enjoy each other company, and she should get out of her head, and stop looking for more.

When he changed the subject, mentioning the sandwiches, she let him. Following his lead, she responded, “Yes, let’s.” Still sitting on the counter, she placed her hands on Trevor’s chest, and give him a little push. “YOu might have to move, so I can get the drinks from the refrigerator,” she told him.
 
Trevor watched Elizabeth closely as she digested what he had said to her. He could see that her mind was still racing and that there was still a little bit of uncertainty about what was going on between them. That was to be expected. He knew that she had to be a well-respected member of the local society and that this was far outside of her normal character. He had every intention of modifying her character however.

He laughed at Elizabeth when she pushed him: telling him he had to back up so she could get off the counter and get the drinks. In stead, He stepped back in to her and placed his hands on her hips, lifted her up of the counter, stepped back and allowed her to slide down his body until her feet were on the floor.

Trevor had to admit that he enjoyed being with Elizabeth, but he really enjoyed the feel of her body against his. Elizabeth's body sliding down his, heightened his arousal, and as they stood there for a moment, his hardness pressed through the wet boxerbriefs and against Elizabeth's body. "You better go get those drinks before something else happens here baby." He kissed her lightly and then removed his hands from her hips.
 
Instead of stepping away as she had expected, Trevor moved closer. She found herself lifted off the counter, and quite deliberately on his part, slowly slid her down, making sure her front dragged across his.

With only the thin suit separating their flesh, she can feel her nipples tingling at the contact, as erotic awareness awash her senses. Drawing a deep breath when her feet finally touched the floor, she barely noticed Trevor’s light kiss.

When he pulled away, she almost grabbed him back, wanting him to ease this ache that his teasing had started. Instead, she gave him a nod, and moved away.

Opening the refrigerator, she took a couple of breaths to calm her racing pulse, and grabbed a couple of soda cans. Turning back towards the Trevor, she handed one to him, while she opened hers.

“So, what do you want to do for the afternoon? We are not due at the club until around 9,” she asked.
 
Trevor watched as Elizabeth went to the refrigerator to get their drinks. His eyes were focused on her wonderful ass covereby only the bathing suit. He was starting to wonder if he would survive all of the teasing that he was doing to her and be able to make it until later tonight. "Thank you, Beautiful" Trevor said to her after taking the soda from her.

They moved over to the table to eat their sandwiches. "I am up for anything Elizabeth. Let's make it a Lady's Choice afternoon. You pick what you want to do. If you want to stay and hang out by the pool, that would be fine. You name it."
 
Elizabeth picked up one of the sandwiches and started eating while waiting for Trevor’s response. When he answered that is up to her, she thought about it while eating.

“Well, if you don’t mind, I think I’m going to take a nap. I think I’m not used to staying up very late,” she explained, trying not to blush, remembering all the things she did with this young man.

‘You can chill here by the pool or do whatever you like. Feel comfortable,” she graciously offered.
 
"Oh, so you are just going to abandon me for the afternoon. I see how it is." He smiled at her to make sure that she knew he was just teasing. He took a bite of his sandwich. "This is delicious. Thank you for the sandwich Elizabeth."

While he was a little disappointed that she had chosen to do something in isolation, he was okay with it. He could always take a nap with her, but sleeping wouldnt be on the agenda, and that would go against his big plan for tonight. Napping was not something Trevor did.

"If you don't mind, I think that I will just hang out by the pool. Your pool is incredible, and I thought maybe I would swim some laps and get in a little workout. Then, I will just sit and soak up some sun. Would that be okay with my beautiful hostess?"
 
She laughed at his teasing pout. “I’m not abandoning you, silly. But some people need more rest than other. Glad you like the sandwich.”

When they finished eating, Elizabeth rinsed the plates and put it in the dishwasher. When Trevor mentioned what he planned to do, she answered, “Yes, that is fine. Enjoy the pool and you know where to find me, if you need something.”

She stopped in front of him, and not sure if it is okay, she stood on tiptoes and brushed a kiss against his lips. “I’ll see you later,” she told him, as she walked away.
 
He returned her soft kiss before she headed off. As she moved away, he patted her firm ass lightly. "Enjoy your nap, Sexy. Pleasant dreams." He watched her head away, and then he walked back out to the pool. He decided that before he got back in the water that he would sit in the sun for a while.

Trevor sat in the lounge chair and enjoyed the feel of the warm sun on his skin. He smiled to himself thinking of the plans he had for Elizabeth that night. He was very certain that she was going to enjoy what he had in mind both during and after their time at the club.

After sitting in the sun for quite a while, he decided that he wanted to get in the pool and swim some laps. Although the pool wasn't a lap pool, it was big enough that Trevor could get a few strokes in before having to turn around and go in the other direction. It wouldn't be a great workout, but it was a workout nonetheless.

After doing his laps, Trevor pulled himself out of the pool. He toweled off in the sun and headed inside. He walked through the kitchen, got himself a drink of water, and after putting the glass in the dishwasher, he headed upstairs. He decided that he would get a shower first. That way he wouldn't be in Elizabeth's way as she got ready for their date. He walked into her bedroom and noticed she was still asleep with the covers over herself. He moved quietly into the bathroom, turned on the shower, removed his wet boxerbriefs, and stepped into the shower.
 
Elizabeth walked towards her bedroom. Stopping by the bathroom, she quickly stripped her wet suit and took a quick shower. Picking out a comfortable nightgown, she slipped under the covers.

It is rare for her to take a nap in the middle of the day, but considering how little sleep she got last night, she was feeling a bit exhausted. Certain parts of her body still ache a little after the rather sexual activities she had indulged in. She smiled at that thought, and slowly drifted off to sleep.

She woke up to the sound of a shower working. For a brief moment, she wondered who could be taking a shower. Memories slowly trickled back to her mind, reminding her of the presence of her young lover.

She stayed in the cozy bed for a few moments, her mind once again pondering this latest development in her normally uneventful life. Refusing to go down that path again, she quickly advised herself to just take it one day at a time.

Easing out of the bed, she padded barefoot to the bathroom. She can see the outline of Trevor’s naked body through the shower glass door, making her feel a stirring of lust in her belly.

Ignoring it, she grabbed her toothbrush, put toothpaste on it, and before starting to brush her teeth, she asked, “Did you enjoy your afternoon?”
 
Trevor enjoyed the hot shower in his lovers' bathroom. The thoughts from the night before, and their encounters all day today aroused him. He made sure that he washed his cock real well. He wanted to. Make sure he was prepared for another long night of wild sex with Elizabeth.

He heard her enter the bathroom. As she asked if he enjoyed his afternoon, he was turning the shower off. He stepped out and looked toward Elizabeth who had her back to him as she brushed her teeth. "I would have enjoyed my afternoon more if I had spent it with you."

The sight of her there in just a nightgown heightened his arousal tremendously. At that moment, he decided to change his plans. He was not going to wait until after tonight's visit to the club to fuck Elizabeth again. He was going to fuck her right now. What would come later tonight would just be icing on the sexual cake.

Trevor moved over to Elizabeth and wrapped his arms around her; sliding his hands under her nightgown and grabbing her firm tits. He whispered into her ear, "I want you right now baby. All of the teasing that has been going on today has made me need to have you." He pressed his body to hers...sliding his hard cock between her legs.
 
As she was brushing her teeth, she felt the rush of warm air as Trevor opened the shower door. Through the mirror, she has a full view of his complete naked body, even though she tried to pretend she hadn’t notice. Still, she has to be blind not to see that his cock is starting to harden. The sight of it is causing painful stirrings of lust in her belly, lust that had been denied all day.

At his response, she childishly responded in her head, “and whose fault is that, Mr. I’ll-get-you-all-hot-and-bothered-and-then-walk-away?”

Feeling peevish about it, she dropped her head so she doesn’t see him anymore and proceeded to rinse her mouth. The change in position gave Trevor a nice view of her ass with the hem of the short nightgown barely covering it.

Since he was not looking at him, she was caught unprepared by his next move. She gave a little squeal when wet hands slid under her nightgown and found unerringly found her breasts. His words, hot and sexy in her ear, easily spiked her arousal, making her immediately wet and ready. The feel of his naked wet body and that now thick aroused shaft between her legs make her want to moan her need.

Still, there is a part of her who is still irritated with him. Now, he wants to fuck?? “Hey, you are getting me wet,” she protested. “Plus we need to get ready soon.”
 
He nestled his hard cock between her silky pussy lips and began to move his hips in ever-so-slight motion. His hands caressed her perfect breasts firmly; rolling each nipple between his fingers and pulling it lightly. Trevor kissed her neck and smiled as she protested about him getting her wet.

Trevor moved his lips to her ear, nibbled her earlobe, and whispered to her, "that is my intention baby. I want you very, very wet." Then, he bit her earlobe lightly and pulled on it at the same time pulling harder on her erect nipples. He could sense that she was trying to resist; probably because of the way he teased her all day, but her body was responding in a way that indicated her resistance would be short lived.

His hands left her breasts and moved to the hem of her nightgown. He thought about ripping it from her body, but decided to just lift it over her head. After tossing the nightgown to the floor, Trevor ran one hand up her spine and then grabbed a handful of her hair. Bending her farther over the sink, he pressed the swollen head of his hard cock to the entrance of her pussy. He teased her for a moment, and then slid the head inside. He paused there; waiting to see what her reaction would be.
 
Despite her irritation and the decision to make him wait, her body is already responding to his touch. Ignoring her comment about the need to get ready soon, he simply focused on the getting wet part, implying a different kind of meaning to her innocuous words.

When he bit her earlobe and pulled on her nipples, she can feel wetness spurt out from her core. She couldn’t help but rock but against him; her body not caring if she is mad at him right now.

When she found herself divested of her nightgown, she wanted to protest. But he moved too fast for her. Before she knew it, he had bent her down on the bathroom counter, the granite cold on her belly. When she felt the blunt head of his cock bumps against her opening, she tried to shake her head, even as her hips thrust back, seeking the pleasure it promises.

When he finally give it to her, she felt her body tense in anticipation, waiting for that pleasurable friction as he slides deep into her. Instead he stop, just notching his cockhead at her opening, not going further. She mewled a protest, as the bastard just stood there, but he was not moving.

She gritted her teeth in exasperation but her body is throbbing with need. She tries to push back wordlessly, an unspoken invitation for more. If he does not fuck her soon, she is going to throw him out of the house, she angrily thought.
 
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