Page 65 of Serenity

“I see it,” he floated, staring over the lookout point. “Let me just get down there to retrieve it.”

My gaze followed Biram’s fingers, which pointed to an area of brush below us. Sure enough, Serenity’s purse was discarded in a bush below.

“Biram saves the day,” I tittered.

We watched as he hustled down the steps toward the abandoned purse thrown on the ground. With no food in the purse, apparently, the baboon had lost interest.

Goat pepper soup, freshly pounded fufu, and jollof rice filled our bellies our dinner. After an eventful afternoon of elephants and pilfering ass baboons, the West African meal was a welcomed treat.

The sun was setting, casting a luminous glow along the lodge. Egrets flew in formation overhead, and the call of some bird made its appearance known.

“I’m gonna get in,” Serenity announced, stalking toward the infinity pool and shedding the dress she’d thrown on after the safari earlier. A tiny piece of fabric covered full breasts. Even less covered her bare pussy, and hardly anything covered her ass. The sight of toned legs and thighs, an alluring back, and an even more provocative ass led me to follow helplessly behind her.

What should have been shameful was the furthest from it. She was mine, and every eye watched as she swayed toward the body of water. Pride usurped my chest at how enamored I’d grown of Serenity. From the pool lounger, I watched as she dove headfirst into the pool, causing a light splash upon impact. For several laps, she swam, reminding me of a siren.

“Come here, Duke.”

From the opposite end of the pool, she extended her index finger in a motion, beckoning me to join her. Following her lead, I removed my shirt, draping it across a lounger. Already clad in swim trunks, I eased my way into the water.

The water was warm and inviting, compliments of the relentless sun. Serenity swam toward me, wrapping her legs around my waist and locking her fingers behind my head.

“Thank you.”

“For what, honey Bee?”

“This is the most fun I’ve had in a while,” she confessed, kissing me.

Swiftly, the rest of the world ceased to exist at the touch of her lips. The water was warm, an African sun was dipping low, the sky was an amalgamation of rich red and periwinkle, and the legs of an irresistible soul were cloaked around my waist. Life couldn’t get any fucking better.

Serenity was doing some wickedly magnetic shit with her tongue in my mouth. Arresting my movement and stimulating my senses, her tongue stroked. Breaking away from her attack, I studied her pretty-ass face.

“I’ma fuck you in this pool. Keep playing.”

“No, you won’t. People are still out here. We can’t.”

There were two, maybe three, people out on the patio. Far removed from the pool, they were seated at tables closest to the lodge entrance.

“We can do whatever the fuck we want.” My hand slipped down to the bikini, barely covering her ass. “And they’d be none the wiser.”

“Duke.”

Expertly, my fingers slid under her bikini and across her folds. The slipperiness between them differed from the feel of water in the pool. Without a doubt, she was wet as fuck.

“What, Bee?”

Lips failed to speak. Instead, lidded eyes confessed her need. Words weren’t required. Words were never required. I’d been studying the book of Serenity and grown to be an adept student. She wanted me. Freeing my bricked-up dick from the swim trunks, it tapped against her ass, bobbing up and down in the water. Instinctively, she lifted slightly, giving me access to slide inside. I positioned him near her center, and she sank against me.

“Shit, Baby.”

If the water was warm, Bee was a sauna. Wetness surrounded me. Her hungry bob up and down my girth while the sun intermingled with the night was a chef’s kiss. The weightlessness of us in the water, the sensation of my dick drowning inside her while submerged, was indescribable. She was indescribable.

“Pussy so fucking good,” I whispered, nipping her ear.

Minutes passed with our fucking going unnoticed. Outdoor lights staggeringly came on across the patio. The outdoor seating area was now deserted. Just the two of us submitting to passion lingered, committing public indecency in the pool. Clutching my back, Serenity continued to rock against me.

“I’m not gonna cum out here like this,” she purred.

“How much you wanna bet?”