The Sweetest Temptation
Chapter 77: Sweet boy

Chapter 77: Sweet boy

Rhys and Beatrix spent the rest of the day talking. He was really fun to be with and she enjoyed his company.

As the sun began to descend in the sky, he ordered playfully, "Go fetch a bathing suit. I am taking you swimming."

"What?!" Beatrix asked excitedly. She didn’t remember the last time she went swimming.

Rhys grinned at her, "You heard me love, go get change. Don’t let me say it twice."

"Yes sir!" Beatrix replied teasingly, sticking her tongue out at Rhys.

"I wouldn’t do that love. Unless you want us to have a change of plans."

Looking at the heat in his eyes Beatrix flushed and hurried into her bedroom.

She had brought two different bathing suits with both being red; one was a single piece and the other a bikini. Both were quite revealing. In the end, she decided on the one piece.

She loved how Rhys was patient with her when it came to initiating a physical relationship.

During the days that they had spent together he always made sure to ask for her consent before he touched her.

They cuddled and made out a couple of times but he had never gone further with her. Beatrix wondered why though.

Maybe he didn’t want her to think he just wanted her body? Well she might never know.

When she emerged, he unapologetically drank in her features from head to toe. Beatrix blushed under his intense gaze. He murmured thoughtfully,

"Fuck...little mouse. If I didn’t know better I would think you’re trying to seduce me."

Beatrix batted her eyelashes at him trying to flirt with him, "Is it working?"

Rhys pulled her towards him, "Yes...see?" He said as he grabbed her hand and placed it on the large bulge between his legs.

She was well aware of the effect she was having on him.

Beatrix fought back a blush before answering him,

"Let’s go."

Rhys chuckled and pressed a kiss on top of her head.

"Don’t start a game you can’t finish darling." He whispered in her ear, biting the tip of the ear..

Beatrix blushed again, ignoring him she pulled away from him, "Are you coming or not?"

" I’m coming."

After that Rhys and Beatrix walked to a part of the estate that she has not yet seen. When they arrived, Beatrix was surprised to see a large, mosaic-tiled, multi-level swimming pool with grand waterfalls that were backlit with enchanting blue lights against the dark sky.

The pool was surrounded by perfectly manicured trees and flowering bushes and its border gracefully curves in and out in a wave pattern.

She should have toured the house more when she came. She didn’t know such a beauty was hiding in this place.

Beatrix squealed and rushed forward, eager to test the water. She hoped it wasn’t too cold.

She hesitated for a while as she stared at the pool. Maybe she should use her legs to test the temperature first before she dove in.

"What’s wrong?" Rhys asked, seeing the frown on her face.

"I’m worried about the temperature, maybe it will be too cold."

She pouted.

Rhys chuckled and ruffled her hair, "Don’t worry, the temperature is perfect. Come on, try it."

Beatrix beamed and dove into the warm liquid. Beatrix adored being immersed in the warm liquid, enjoying the sensation of it tickling every nerve ending of her body.

She let her body glide under the water, kicking her feet occasionally to propel her along, until she needed to come up for air.

When her head breached the surface, she spun around to find Rhys grinning at her. She called out to him teasingly,

"Surely you’re not afraid of the water.Join me!"

Rhys grinned as he pulled off his shirt and dove in the water too. He reached her shockingly fast, purposefully splashing her as he came up out of the water.

Beatrix squealed as his steel arms locked around her waist. She wrapped her legs around his torso gratefully, giving her a moment not to have to tread water to keep herself afloat.

Of course, in the next moment, she couldn’t stop herself from mischievously pushing his head under the water and wiggling out of his grip.

She was only able to swim back a few feet before he came back up. He acknowledged with a wry smile,

"Funny." Then his mouth curved into a wicked grin as he purred, "My turn."

Beatrix inhaled sharply.

He disappeared under the water. She felt him come up right beneath her, actually launching her ten feet into the air! Her arms and legs flailed at the unexpected maneuver, but she couldn’t stop laughing as she splashed back down into the water.

When she came back up, he was about four feet from her , smirking. She quickly swam to him and demanded breathily, "Do it again!"

He shook his head at her childlike excitement and then disappeared once more. This time, she was ready when she felt his strong hands push her from the water into the air. When she hit the crest about 10 feet up, she flipped in the air before coming back down smoothly.

It was so much fun.

She swam towards him and he grabbed her again but this time she wrapped her thighs around his waist.

Her heart throbbed and her pulse quickened.

A lusty feeling of warmth stole over her as his eyes caressed her with lusting, invisible fingers

Beatrix bit her lips and wrapped her arms around his neck to steady herself.

"What are you doing to me?" he asked softly and rubbed his thumb over her bottom lip. Beatrix blinked in confusion.

"These lips.. the things you could do with them" he rasped. Beatrix swallowed as he sent the old familiar shiver coursing through her.

"Do you want me to stop?" He gazed into her eyes and her breath hitched at the intense lust flickering through his eyes

A shiver of arousal ran through her body and she shook her head pressing her body against his under the water.

"Can’t get enough of you, love." He mumbled, pressing a kiss on her neck.

Heat uncurled in her abdomen as he continued to press a line of kisses along her jawline.

Her head fell back, surrendering more of her flesh to him, a moan escaping from her lips. Images of pleasure to come, flooded her brain, his body on top of hers. Teasing. Touching. Dominating. What could he do with his hands? His mouth? She clenched her thighs together.

She wanted his touch, wanted his dominance, wanted to writhe beneath him so badly.

Warmth swirled through her belly at the thought of that.

"Oh, Rhys"

She went hot—hot for him, hot for this moment

The ache between her thighs grew more and more insistent. She brought her hands down his back and grazed her nails against his skin.

She might explode just from him kissing my neck alone.

The heat between them intensified and he moaned against her mouth when her hand dropped in front of his pants and cupped the hardness there.

He cursed and pulled away, dragging in a loud, uneven breath.

"You’re going to kill me,little mouse," he muttered, shaking his head and chuckled.

"I swear I’ll be dead from a blood clot by the time this week is through."

Beatrix suppressed a smile. "I’m sorry. But why don’t you take things further you know...we can..."

Beatrix felt heat creep across her chest as she stuttered.

"Well...as much as I want you, love. Damien is still your fiancée. I don’t know.... I think I don’t have the right to, you know ...."

Rhys explained as he rubbed the back of his neck.

"Oh..." Beatrix now understood why he was taking things slow.

"Yeah...he told me you hadn’t done anything yet.... I don’t want to take that away from him. He deserves it more than me."

Beatrix frowned at him, "What if I want you, will you deny me?"

"Fuck no. I would be crazy to deny you but like I said, he is still your fiancé."

Beatrix groaned but smiled anyway. "Have I told you that you’re really a sweetheart ?"

She loved how even though Damien had given him the go ahead, he still didn’t want to pass his boundaries. Saving her first time for Damien was the right thing right? After all, he was her fiancée.

Rhys took her first kiss but her first time would be with Damien.

He threw his head back and laughed and she giggled and looped her arms around his neck, letting him hoist her up for another kiss.

"Sweetheart? Such a weird word to describe a bitter man like me but I will take it."

"Hey...don’t say that. You’re not bitter. You’re my sweet boy full of sweetness."

Rhys scrunched his face at her words, "Seriously?"

Beatrix broke into a fit of laughter seeing the horror on his face.

"Yeah."

He took her by surprise when he grabbed her waist and lifted her into the air. She kicked her legs and flailed her arms , screaming at him to put her down.

He laughed and tossed her into the water. She landed a few feet away and when she came above water he was smiling again.

They enjoyed each other’s company without knowledge of the storm brewing.