Anxious to postpone whatever he planned, she nodded. "Sounds wonderful."
Nervous energy made her swim strong strokes from one end of the pool to the other without stopping. Kevin slid through the water, diving and swimming like an otter. He seemed to be ignoring her.
She never noticed as he left the side of the pool and dove deep, never felt him until his wet body came up under hers and clung to her. She inhaled a mouthful of water, then sputtered as Kevin turned her to face him.
His eyes were dark, far darker than she had ever seen them before. They seemed as deep as the farthest reaches of the sea, as if she could descend into them and never come up again. His lips moved across her eyes, his tongue gently wiping the water from the lids. He moved down her face until their lips touched. Again, he licked at her mouth, his tongue tracing her lips, touching the corners, then sliding within her mouth. Tanya shuddered and melted into his arms.
"Are you scared?" he whispered into her ears. "You swam as if a shark pursued you. Do you want to escape?" His fingers were sliding into the edge of her swim suit, stroking her in a way she had never been touched before. "Your heart beats so fast, my little frightened one. Do you flee from me?"
Tanya arched against him, her body burning. She shuddered again, as if his fingers held an electric wire sending current into her flesh. "No," she said, her voice guttural. "Ah, no, no, never flee you…"
She felt him slide the bottom of her suit to the side, felt his fingers probe her. His mouth pressed against hers, his body…his naked body… Vaguely, she was aware he no longer wore a bathing suit. And then she felt him enter her, felt the rhythm as he rocked within her, cradled by the water. They slid beneath the surface as she arched to drive him deeper. With a sharp thrust and a deep moan, he forced them to the surface.
"Tanya," he whispered against her neck. Still throbbing, she opened her eyes and smiled at him with delight.
Kevin climbed from the pool, reached into the water, and drew her dripping body to him. He held her close to his chest, his heart still beating a rapid drum. Again, he kissed the drops of water from her eyelids.
"Ah, Tanya," he said, his voice a soft whisper. "The experiment isn't over." She could feel his readiness and her body began to respond again. "I have violets in the bedroom, violets, and more." He turned and carried her into the house.