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Chapter 12 Part 3 Pond Rounds and Sister Revealed
Her hot hand hooked my neck, and with a roll splash we tumbled into the pond.
The shock of cold shot through me; I went under, then snatched at a pale shape beneath the surface and drew her into my arms. We rose together, water streaming off our heads in glittering arcs.
We found no need for words only desire.
She leaned into me again, but water blunted our movement.
I groped back until my butt met the pond's edge. She turned, pressed her butt to my hips, found my re-stiffened shaft with a searching hand. I held her waist as I eased back into her tight warmth.
In water, everything took more effort. I hugged her and let her sheath ride me in small strokes, keeping from slipping out.
Head back, eyes closed, her hair slicked dark against her neck. Impulse took me I splashed a handful of water, watched it flow over her shoulder, down over those high, full breasts and the smooth gleam of her back…
Still, from behind, in water, the angle was awkward. We both felt it.
I stopped her with a touch; we turned face to face. One arm under her, one hand guiding myself, I rubbed the head against her petals until she shuddered again, her face dripping, lust painting every line.
I slid in water's drag and lift made it something different.
I cinched her waist and pumped, left-right, back-forth, hard and wild.
Ripples fanned out across the surface; whitecaps sloshed. Fish scattered. Our hair was plastered down; our faces beaded with water. The pond could not cool what burned. Through the water, I could see the pale flush of her chest, a faint aura of scent rising. It had to be a perfect picture below.
"I… I can't… anymore… mm… oh… you're going to kill me… ah!"
Right on cue, she rushed toward release waves of heat rolled out from deep within.
"Jiabi, I… I know… I'm…"
I pressed deep to her core; her petals fluttered, squeezing me, and I couldn't hold it my back sparked and I pumped her deep with another thick flood.
Water stilled; the courtyard sank back to quiet, just our gasps. We held each other in the pond, exhausted. Her head rested on my shoulder; I was still inside her.
Thanks to the water's resistance, we were sealed even tighter nothing leaked.
"Would she get pregnant? Bear my child?"
The thought snuck up on me. In a world with such open sex and no condoms how did couples have children of their own?
The cleansing tampon Yingzhi once used wasn't even common.
"What are you thinking?"
She raised her head brows, lashes, the bridge of her nose beaded with droplets; thin streams trickled from her temples, tracing that bliss-flushed face, dotting her breasts, finally falling back to the water, already a stew of our mingled fluids.
I couldn't resist; I stroked her cheeks, and she did the same to mine.
"Miss, you're a born seductress men's favorite plaything."
"Hahaha thanks, Yayi. It's been a long time since I gave myself so fully no constraints. Today was lovemaking; the rest of the time, it's letting people play."
"Honestly, I was worried earlier…"
I drew back a hand and squeezed the one still brushing my face.
"Worried what?"
"That the moment I entered you, you'd knock me out like those men."
She laughed, hand over mouth. "What nonsense. I wouldn't use that on you. It's not hard to learn but not something to teach a man."
"Who taught you?"
She didn't answer. "Come on, Yayi let's shower. You've probably got leaves stuck to you; this pond is still pond water. I do like the wildness, though."
Behind the bamboo by the pond sat a small timbered lodge her resting place these days.
Under the shower, hot water blushed her skin pink and my blood surged again. We couldn't help another round so much so the towel bar was nearly ripped from the wall.
Finally, weak-kneed, I came out in a robe and took in the room: small, tasteful, wooden furniture, green plants, a calligraphy and painting on the wall, and the guzheng laid on a low table beside inkstone, brushes, paperweights.
A cabinet held rolled papers and antiques and a framed photo.
Curious, I looked: four people Lin Xiong with an arm around Jiabi; on his other side a refined woman, and next to her a girl a bit younger than Jiabi with a face so like hers they could be mistaken for twins.
Her family. The youngest her sister?
"Miss, are these your family?"
She was on the bed, combing her hair.
"Yes me, my dad, my mom, and my sister."
"She's beautiful, too."
"Haha still in college. Spoiled by my parents and me no manners."
"What's her name?"
"Lin Jiahua. Remember it if you run into her, don't let her go."
That sly smile again.
"As ordered. Does she feel the same as you?" I joked.
"Dad says we're different. Jiahua's more reserved not as wild as me. Taller, slimmer, less voluptuous. Jie says I'm more 'plush' to play with." She yawned. "Yayi, I'll sleep. Look around if you like there's not much to see."
She slipped under the covers and fell asleep quickly. Who knew if anyone joined her in those dreams. Whatever else I wanted to ask would have to wait for morning.
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