Matthew followed her with his gaze. When she reached the other side, he called out:
+"So you're not that clumsy after all, little one."
Diana's genuine laugh echoed through the pool.
-"You didn't race me 'cause you knew I'd win, huh?
I won! Heck yeah!"
Matthew took a deep breath and started swimming toward her.
He couldn't hold himself back any longer.
He emerged from the water, shook his head a few times, then leaned against the pool's edge.
+"Now that you've won, come over here!"
Diana frowned and pouted like a child.
-"Why should I? I won, remember? If you want something, you come here."
+"Exactly,"
he smirked.
+"I want to give you your prize.
I know how much you like it, little one. So much."
She froze for a moment, hesitating.
-"That... that's your idea of a prize, not mine.
Why do you always think sex with you is some amazing reward?"
This time, Matthew laughed and Diana could swear it was all mischief.
And she wasn't wrong.
+"Because you're the one who moans so loud the whole damn mansion hears it."
He mimicked her teasingly:
+"Ohh… deeper, harder.."
Diana rushed over to him and slapped both hands over his mouth.
-"Okay, okay! Enough already!
How long are you gonna keep throwing that in my face?"
Matthew slid his hands under her thighs, lifted her up, and began kissing along her neck.
Then he moved to her wet lips and bit down lightly.
His body radiated heat. So did hers.
He released her, then slid his hands around the back of her neck, down to her shoulder blades.
Unclasped her bikini top and went straight for her breasts.
Her moans were already messing with him.
Her nipples were stiff, and his hardness was pressing against her through the water, right where it drove her crazy.
Despite everything, Diana still felt intimidated by his size.
She hesitated, then stammered between breaths:
-"I… ah… I won. You should be… listening to me right now."
Matthew gripped her shoulders and growled low in her ear:
+"Fine… but for now, I only want to hear you moan."
Then he turned her around.
Diana rested her arms on the edge of the pool and laid her head down, trying to steady her breathing.
Matthew's hardness rubbed against her a few times before he finally entered her. She tensed instinctively.
-"Ah..slow down… slower…"
+"Relax a bit… damn."
He pulled back and slid into her again.
+"God, you're so hot, it's insane."
He gradually picked up the pace, eyes locked on the curve of her back through his lashes.
Her pale skin glistened under the sliding droplets, and it was driving him crazy.
He brought one hand around and cupped her breasts, pressing them together while leaning over her. His fingers pinched her stiff nipples, and his mouth left hot, messy kisses and bites down her neck and back.
He didn't care how many marks he left.
as long as there was skin to bite, he wanted it red with him.
Diana moaned, her body tightening again.
Matthew growled close to her ear:
+"You're close, aren't you?"
Diana couldn't respond, she was already trembling.
A few seconds later, her legs gave out. She collapsed weakly against the pool wall, gasping for air.
But Matthew was still thrusting.
He grabbed her by the waist, pulled her back against his chest, and with his free hand, started to rub slow, deliberate circles between her thighs.
-"That's enough… please… I-I can't take more…
I'll pass out if you keep going…"
+"Shh. Just a little more."
He didn't stop for another ten minutes.
Only when he finally climaxed inside her did he groan loudly and Diana cried out, body still sensitive.
-"Ahh, what was that… it's hot. damn…"
+"Didn't have a condom,"
he muttered.
+"Came inside. Don't forget to take your pill."
She weakly nodded, not even able to speak.
Matthew stood, sighing, and grabbed a towel.
+"Dry off. I don't need you catching a cold now."
Diana tried to pull herself up, but between the swimming and everything else… her body had given out. She could barely move.
Matthew noticed.
He scooped her up in his arms with a sigh and sat her gently on the edge of the pool.
A cold breeze hit her soaked skin, and she shivered.
She wrapped herself in her towel, stood slowly, and walked to the door, waiting for Matthew to unlock it.
+"You're pale. That just your natural skin tone, or…?"
She looked over at him.
He had one towel around his waist, his sharp V-line on full display
and another smaller one he was using to dry his hair.
-"I don't know… could be from the cold, or the swimming… maybe low blood pressure."
Matthew smirked as he opened the door.
+"Hell of a swim."
Diana muttered something under her breath, wincing with every step thanks to the soreness between her legs.
None of her guesses were right.
That night, her period started along with a nasty cold.
It felt like hell.
Matthew insisted she stay in one of the guest rooms on the first floor so the maids could take care of her. She objected, of course, but, when did he ever actually listen?
His reasoning?
He didn't want her sickness to drag on and "delay their fun" too much.
If she had the energy, she would've slapped him with a comeback.
Instead, she just turned away from him with a weak groan.
She ended up resting for ten whole days.
And during that time?
No sign of Matthew.
Jacob had disappeared too.
She missed his stupid jokes more than she expected.