The Billionaire's Maid man×boy (reposted)

Chapter 24

Lucas

"Do you really want a slap right now?" I snap at him.

"I don't mind them," He smirks.

"TURN AROUND!" I yell and clutch my fist at my sides. I must have a really demonic and scary expression right now since he sighs and actually turns around, probably scared that I will hurt him if he doesn't.

Wary, I take my jeans off and let them fall at my ankles but keep my sweater on. I keep taking quick glances at Anthony to see if he peaks and when I'm ready I slide my underwear down my legs -not taking my eyes off his back in case he decided to do something stupid and glance.

With speed of lighting, I put the black trunks on and announce to him that I'm done.

As he turns around and looks at me up and down I blush without any reason. The sweater is covering me up so I shouldn't be so embarrassed.

His eyes slowly narrow and he points at my chest.

"Yeah, I'm taking it off before we get in," I explain.

"We're getting in now," he says and crouches down next to the basket to take two towels out. With the towels in his hands, he heads to the lake which has a long wooden path -higher than the ground- on which we step. I follow him and as we reach the edge of the wooden plank he puts the towels on the ground and checks the water in case it's too cold.

I stand like a statue as I watch him jump into the water, droplets landing everywhere. I get closer to the water -just that my feet are half dangling off the edge- and look down with a frown on my face.

What can I say, I am scared. I don't even know how to get in, of course, I will not jump because that will lead to my tragic death, so I sit down on the plank and slowly put my feet in the lukewarm water.

Once Anthony comes to the surface I look at him as he swims towards me, standing between my open knees and rubbing my ankle under the water.

"Well? Won't you get in?" He asks.

"I don't know how," I state and look away from his eyes.

He tugs at the bottom of my blouse and I understand that as a sign to take it off so with a blush on my face I grip the sides and pull it over my head with no struggle since it's bigger than my normal size and it slides off easily.

Anthony grips my waist and with no warning lifts me off the ground and pushes me into the water until it reaches my collarbones. I yelp and throw my hands around his neck, scared that I will not be able to remain on the surface although he's holding me.

I instinctively wrap my legs around his waist and hold tight. His whole body is pressed against mine and the fact that his hands are pressing on my hips doesn't help with my red face. As our noses brush against each other I look up at him, the sun hitting only one side of our faces. His hair is wet and pulled back, a few strands falling out of place and over his forehead.

We float away from the shore and he smiles at me. "This is better than I imagined."

"What do you mean?" I ask with furrowed brows.

"You're here in my arms, in deep water not knowing how to swim. So that means that you will have to hold onto me the whole time. I can literally keep you here hours in this position and you won't be able to do anything because you can't swim and go back. Your life depends on me." He explains with a smile and my mouth drops.

"And you enjoy that you control if I drown and die?" I ask bewildered and he nods, "Don't you think that your kinks are a little bit too extreme?"

He lets out a loud laugh that I've only hear a few times before and kisses my nose.