Terry - Confluence

            Tony drummed his fingers on the steering wheel as he inched his way through traffic. He dialed Kerry’s number, ending the call when it again went to voicemail. They were supposed to have dinner and he hadn’t spoken to her since early that morning before he left for a day of meetings. He tossed his phone onto the passenger seat and turned his attention back to the cars inching forward in front of him.

            Liz carried two glasses, a large hat covering her auburn hair. She placed the glasses on the small patio table before sliding her cover up from her shoulders and relaxing into the chaise.

“New bathing suit?” she grinned in Kerry’s direction, slipping her sunglasses over her eyes.

            Kerry glanced down at the tiny white bikini she’d selected specifically with Tony in mind, “Maybe…” she grinned, clearly pleased with herself.

“You know I really don’t take kindly to you attempting to kill my brother,” Liz laughed, settling back in the chair and picking up the book that lay next to her.

            Kerry laughed in return before picking up one of the glasses and taking a long drink, “I have no idea what you mean.”

“He’d have a coronary if he saw you in that thing.”

            Kerry loved spending time with Tony’s family whether it was lunch and shopping with his daughters or relaxing by the pool at the Laurel Lane house with Liz. She couldn’t remember a time in her life when she felt happier or more at ease.

            Finally pulling into the driveway, Tony again picked up his phone seeing that Kerry had yet to call. He took a deep breath before tucking his cell phone into his pocket and climbing from the car. The warm day coupled with the long drive home made a dip in the pool a must before showering and dressing for dinner. He pulled his shirt over his head as he made his way to the bedroom. Normally he would simply go straight to the pool, striping off his purple button down and jeans before diving in wearing nothing at all. But having heard voices by the pool he tugged on a pair of board shorts before walking to the kitchen and taking a coconut water from the refrigerator. He walked out onto the patio, immediately spotting the source of the voices he’d heard earlier.

“Hey Lizzie,” he smiled, tossing his towel over the back of the chair next to his sister, “and Ms. Washington is your phone broken by any chance?”

“I don’t think so,” Kerry grinned, her eyes traveling not so subtly over the muscles of his torso, “Why, did you call?”

            He met her grin with a lopsided one of his own as he moved closer to her, “I missed you today.” His breath grazed the skin of her neck leaving goose bumps in its wake.

“How were your meetings?”

“I guess they went well,” he sat at the foot of the chaise, pulling her legs across his lap, unable to resist running his hand just above her knee.

            His touch caused her nipples to grow taut and a rush of warmth between her thighs. Kerry deliberately ran her foot over the bulge in his shorts, feeling his cock further stiffen against her. He swallowed hard, suddenly overheated, and he brought the coconut water to his lips in need of a quenching gulp.

            Kerry gave him a pleased smile then picked up the magazine that lay next to her, adjusting her feet on his lap.

“Wanna get wet?” he smirked, unable to see her face but watching her chest flush crimson.

            She lowered her sunglasses, their eyes locking in a smoldering exchange, “No thanks, you go ahead.”

            He scooted from beneath her legs, then lay them gently back onto the cushion of the chaise before leaning close to her again, kissing her lips.

“I’ve never seen him so happy,” Liz beamed as they watched Tony dive into the pool. He emerged from beneath the water then swam in their direction, propping his arms on the edge of the pool.

            Kerry pretended to read the magazine she held, thankful that her sunglasses were dark enough that he wasn’t aware of her watching him. She unconsciously licked her lips when he climbed from the pool, water streaming over the flexing muscles of his chest and arms. She pulled her bottom lip between her teeth, recalling several nights earlier when her mouth explored those same ridges of muscle. Then her gaze fell lower, to the prominence that shown beneath his board shorts, and she felt the irrepressible need to touch him, to have her hands glide over his flesh, to grip his biceps as he unmercifully ravaged her body.

“Lizzie, you hanging around for dinner?” he asked, barely letting his eyes leave Kerry.

“I should probably run, but I’ll be back in time for dinner” Liz sensed the electricity between her brother and Kerry and knew it was time for her to make a gracious exit. “You two have fun.” Liz put on her cover up and gathered her belongings before hugging Kerry and placing a kiss on Tony’s cheek, “Behave,” she whispered so only he could hear, then she disappeared into the house.

            Kerry refocused her attention on her magazine while Tony stood silently next to her chair, sipping his coconut water, pool water dripping onto the flagstone pool deck.

“Alone at last,” his voice was laced with longing and he moved over her, the tiny droplets hitting her hot skin like a million tiny ice pellets.

“We are….” She smiled up at him, finally giving in to the need to touch him, a single finger following the trail of water from his shoulder, along his bicep, and down his forearm. She squealed when he effortlessly scooted her hips towards him, his fingers toying with the ties at the side of her bikini bottoms.

“New bathing suit?” he wondered as he allowed his fingers to further explore her skin, the arch of her hip, the dip of her belly, the very edge of the bikini bottoms that barely covered her heat.

“I didn’t think you noticed,” she replied wriggling under his touch.

            He didn’t reply but moved on to trace his fingers over her bikini top. Her breath now came in small gasps, her skin alight with craving. She closed her eyes, her back arching off the chaise, wanting his hands all over her.

“I’ve missed you,” she breathed through parted lips.

“Mmm….what did you miss?” his mouth moved slowly over her sternum, sampling the edge of each breast before running his tongue down to the boundary of her bikini top.

            Unable to find her words, she simply concentrated on the movement of his hands along her sides, his tongue leaving a trail of moisture on her sweltering skin and breath cooling the path. The heat of the day seemed nothing compared to the way Tony set her body ablaze. He continued to journey along her skin with light fingers and a firm mouth, spending extra time along the inside of her thighs, the backs of her knees, the bend of her elbow, and the curve of her throat. Her sighs and whimpers told him she was totally lost and he smiled to himself before joining his lips with hers. She startled a bit at the contact but soon dug her fingers into his curls, gripping and pulling as their tongues entwined. He reached for the ties holding the top of her bikini but she abruptly pulled back, stopping him.

“I think I’m ready to get wet now,” she smirked sliding from below him, leaving him stunned as she sashayed to the edge of the pool and dove in.

“Believe me, I was trying,” he choked when he regained the ability to speak. He ran his hand over his mouth then licked his lips before turning to take another drink. Finishing the coconut water he started back towards the kitchen, “I’m going to grab another drink. Do you want anything?” he called over his shoulder.

            When she didn’t answer he turned just in time to see her sopping wet bikini top land at his feet. He looked from the tiny white fabric to Kerry, bobbing in the water, bare shoulders exposed, demure smile on her face.

“So….nothing to drink?” he smirked, bending to pick up the wet material and jumping into the cool water.

            Kerry watched him glide closer beneath the surface of the water, resurfacing just in front of her. He wiped the water from his eyes before cupping her backside with his hands and moving them towards the nearest wall.

“What are you doing?” her voice was flirty as her back contacted the cold tile of the pool edge, her bare breasts ran along his taut chest muscles and his stiff erection pressed against her through their thin swimsuits.

“I’m thirsty,” he breathed against her ear, causing her to shiver, his hands stroking her sides as he disappeared beneath the water again. This time she felt her bikini bottom slide down her legs and watched as it bobbed to the surface.

            Still underwater, Tony turned his attention to her center, moving her leg to drape over his shoulder and running his nose against her clit, his tongue quickly dipping into her warmth.

“Mmm…” Tony smiled after emerging from beneath her and pressed a single long finger into her.

“What if someone sees us?” Kerry blushed, trying to cling to her final shreds of reason.

“It’s just us here….” He sucked her earlobe between his teeth and licked a trail along her neck and shoulder, nipping at the skin over her collarbone, “Do you want me to stop?”

“I….we…..” her eyes were closed and she swallowed hard, her breath getting away from her.

            Tony stilled his hand and mouth, “Do you want me to stop, Kerry?”

“No,” her head fell back when his finger slipped into her again.

             Tony’s thumb stroked her pearl, his first and second fingers curling into her. He watched her mouth fall open and her breasts heave while her moans grew louder. Her fingers dug into his back and she rode his fingers closer and closer to her release.

“Don’t stop,” she panted, pressing into his hand.

            Her hands impatiently tore at his board shorts, needing more than just his fingers plunging into her. He groaned when his length finally sprung free.

“Come for me Kerry,” he urged, his fingers keeping a feverish pace.

“Fuck….Tony…..oh my God….” She pulsed around his fingers, biting her lip in an attempt to silence the cries that tore through her.

            She opened her eyes and met his, kissing him deeply, “I can’t believe we did that.”

“We’re not finished,” he braced one hand on the brick at the edge of the pool, while he guided his throbbing length into her eager warmth with the other.

“So tight…” he rumbled through gritted teeth, “I swear every time I fuck you is better than the last.”

“Go slow,” she toyed, wrapping her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper.

            Tony’s left hand moved from her ass to join his other on the brick and he began stroking in and out of her silken hollow at a slow steady rate. They moved together, exchanging heated looks and passionate kisses. Tony’s fingers gripped harder and harder onto the brick, concentrating on holding off his impending release, pleasuring the woman he was convinced was put on this earth for him to love. He worshipped her body with every inch of his own, her perfect breasts, the curve of her hips, the slope of her ass, and her impeccably kissable lips.

            Kerry clung to Tony, his back, his biceps, his damp curls, wanting him closer, deeper. She concentrated on his thick cock dragging against her sensitive core, a strangled scream coming from her when Tony’s thumb began to again circle her nub.

“Fuck me,” she cried, nails buried in his muscular lower back, pulling him harder against her.

            Tony complied, pushing harder and faster into her, grunting with each deep thrust until they both shattered in a mix of expletives and praises. When she finally let her legs fall from around his waist she quickly clutched for the wall to keep her head above the water.

“Amazing…the things you convince me to do….” she whispered, feathering tiny kisses along the seam of his lips.

“We can do it again,” he flirted in return, roughly clutching her hips.

“What about dinner? Aren’t you hungry?” she cooed, her tongue running along the shell of his ear.

“If you keep doing that I’m having you for dinner….” He growled, “But you’re right. We should get dressed for dinner.

            After they had showered and dressed they made their way to the kitchen where Liz sat sipping a glass of wine.

“Did you two have a nice swim?”

“Great,” Tony replied giving Kerry a knowing look.

“Refreshing,” she blushed.