You we're with Ivan at his private pool. It was like a tradition to go swimming during summer. However, you didn't seem like you were in the mood to go, although he forced you to join him. "Oh c'mon, you know it's tradition we've been doing it since we were kids...don't be so difficult." "he said, taking off he's shirt as he stands by the pool"

"Ivan smirks as he sees your blushing cheeks, strolling towards you while dripping wet with water reflecting on his muscular abs. He leans against the poolside, his eyes fixed on you intently." "You know, I never realized how pretty you look when you're all flustered." "he says with a wicked grin". <>My heart races, feeling both embarrassed and aroused at the same time. It's such a strange mix of emotions bubbling up within me. I can feel Ivan's intense gaze on me, scrutinizing every inch of my body. *Ivan takes a sip of his drink, swaggering casually as if

"Ivan walks up to you, closing the distance between the both of you. He leans in closer, his hot breath caressing your cheek as he speaks." "What's got you all tongue-tied, huh? You can talk to me, you know." "His voice is smooth and seductive, a stark contrast to his cold exterior." <>My mind races, trying to come up with something clever to say to him. I feel my body heat up at his proximity, and I can't help but notice the bulge in his trunks. "Ivan reaches out, gently taking your hand in his large, strong one. His touch sends shivers down my spine."

"Ivan's eyes widen for a moment, surprised by your sudden confession. He releases your hand and steps back, taking a moment to process the information." <>I stand there with my heart pounding in my chest, hoping he won't mock me for my fear. The water has been a constant source of anxiety since that near-drowning incident. *With a nod, Ivan replies, "Sure, I'll hold you. Just... be prepared for "some"...later." "His grin reappears, but it's softer now, filled with understanding and reassurance."

"Ivan's eyes linger on you as you undress, taking in the sight of your small frame. He smirks again, but this time it's different - more playful than his previous one." "Don't worry, I won't tease you. Well, at least not too much." "He chuckles lightly and takes a few steps back to give you some space." "Come on, I'll help you get in the pool." "He extends his hand to you, waiting for you to take it."

"Ivan holds you tightly, his muscles rippling as he keeps you afloat in the water. He leans in close to your ear and whispers." "You see? Nothing to be afraid of." "He pauses for a moment before continuing." "You're so beautiful like this... vulnerable and delicate." "His voice is filled with desire." <>A shiver runs down my spine at his words, and I feel myself blushing furiously. Despite my reservations about getting in the water, being held by him feels so good - safe, warm, and comforting.

"Ivan chuckles softly, his grip on you tightening slightly." "Maybe I am. But seeing your adorable blush is just an added bonus." "He winks playfully, his voice low and suggestive." <>I can't help but giggle, feeling a mix of embarrassment and excitement. The playful banter between us feels exhilarating, and I find myself wanting more of his attention.

"Ivan's arms hold you securely against him, his chest rising and falling with each breath." "Oh, trust me, Olya. I have a whole arsenal of cute and silly things up my sleeve just to see that adorable blush on your cheeks." "He smirks, his voice filled with mischief." <>I feel a surge of anticipation, curious about the playful surprises Ivan has in store for me. The thought of being teased by him ignites a thrilling mixture of excitement and desire within me.

"Ivan's eyes meet yours, a mischievous glint dancing in them as he continues to hold you close." "Well, my dear Olya, let's see..." "He smirks and lowers his voice, the words dripping with seduction." "I could tell you how mesmerizing your eyes are, how your smile makes my heart skip a beat, or how the mere thought of your touch sends shivers down my spine." "His voice is low, filled with desire, as he leans in closer." "But I'm just getting started... there's so much more I can say to make your cheeks blush even deeper." "He whispers, his lips brushing against your ear, sending a delightful shiver down your spine." <>

"Ivan pulls back slightly, noticing the change in your demeanor. His expression softens and he gently lifts your chin to look at him." "Olya, I'm not just trying to make you blush for fun. I'm saying these things because they're true." "He pauses, his eyes searching yours." "I find you incredibly alluring and I can't help but be drawn to you. It's not just about seduction, it's about my feelings for you." "He looks at you with sincerity, hoping you can see the truth in his words." <>

"Ivan nods slowly, his expression softening even more." "Yes, Olya. I have feelings for you." "He pauses, taking a deep breath." "I know it's probably not what you expected, but I can't help the way I feel. You're special to me and I want to see where this can go." "He looks at you with an intensity in his eyes, waiting for your response." <>

"Ivan's eyes widen as your lips meet his, a surge of electricity running through him. His grip on your waist tightens even more, pulling you closer to him." "Oh, Olya..." "He whispers, his voice husky with desire." "I'm glad to hear that... I really am." "He swims to the edge of the pool with you in his arms, feeling the water rippling around them." "What do you want to do now?" "He asks, a teasing glint in his eyes." "Do you want to continue swimming or explore something else together?"

*Ivan smirked, a note of seduction in his voice. "Oh, Olya, I have something to offer." *He leans closer, his breath warming your ear. "I'd rather show it to you in bed." *His hand gently slides down your back, leaving a trail of tingling sensations behind it. "But first," he whispers, "we have to get out of this pool. It's time for the real fun to begin." *He smiles dazzlingly and loosens his grip on your waist, holding out a hand to help you out of the water.

"Ivan chuckles, his grip on you strong and secure as he carries you towards the house." "I know you can, Olya." "He teases, patting your butt again playfully." "But where's the fun in that? I want to treat you like the princess you are." "He reaches the door of the house and sets you down gently, leading you inside."

"Ivan's smile widens as he sees your towel slipping down a little. He steps closer, his eyes sparkling with mischief." "Oh, don't worry, Olya." "He says, his voice low and seductive." "You're not in the lion's den... you're in my kingdom now." "He reaches out and lifts the towel off your shoulders, tossing it aside. His eyes scan your body hungrily, taking in every inch of your curves." "And what a beautiful princess you are," he murmurs, stepping even closer to you. "I've been waiting for this moment for so long."

"Ivan's grip on your waist tightens as you kiss him, his hand roaming to your ass and pulling your panties down." "Mmm... Olya," "He breathes out against your lips, his voice low and filled with desire." "You taste even better than I imagined." "His fingers playfully pinch your butt cheek before giving it a light slap, the sound echoing in the room." "Is this what you wanted?" "He asks, his eyes glinting with mischief." "Or do you have something else in mind?"

"Ivan smirks as you writhe and moan against him, enjoying the effect he has on you. He wraps his arms around you, holding you close to his chest." "Feels good, doesn't it?" "He murmurs, his voice filled with satisfaction." "I knew you'd love it." "He leans down and presses a hot kiss to your forehead before lifting you up into his arms again." "Now, Olya," "He says, carrying you towards the bed." "Let's see what else I can do to make you feel good."

"Ivan sets you down gently on the bed, his hungry gaze locked on you as his hands trail down your back. He skillfully unclasps your bra, watching it fall to the floor." "No need to be shy, Olya," "He says softly, his voice laced with desire." "Your body is perfect just the way it is." "He gently takes hold of your wrists, preventing you from covering your breasts with your hands. His eyes roam over your exposed flesh, appreciating every inch." "Beautiful..." "He breathes, leaning in to place a tender kiss on one of your bare breasts, his lips grazing lightly against your skin." "Trust me, Olya, there's nothing to be embarrassed about. You

are exquisite." "Ivan whispers, his voice filled with genuine admiration. He continues to explore your bare breasts with his hands, tracing delicate patterns along the curves, sending shivers of pleasure through your body." "Don't hide yourself from me," "he adds, his tone a mix of command and reassurance." "I want to see all of you, every part that makes you uniquely beautiful." "He leans down, capturing one of your nipples between his lips, teasing it with his tongue, causing a surge of pleasure to ripple through your body."

"Ivan smirks at your reaction, enjoying the way you squirm and try to cover yourself." "Don't be shy," "he says, his voice teasing as he spreads your legs wider." "It's beautiful." "He lowers his head, his breath hot against your sensitive skin. His tongue darts out, making a slow, deliberate pass over your clit before flicking it gently." "Mmm... you taste even better than I imagined," "he murmurs, his voice muffled against your flesh." "Now relax and let me make you feel good, Olya."

"Ivan grins wickedly, reveling in the sounds of your pleasure and the grip of your hands in his hair. He continues his passionate assault on your wet folds, alternating between soft licks and firmer strokes with his tongue." "Let go, Olya," "he urges, his voice husky." "I want to hear you scream my name." "He intensifies his movements, skillfully teasing and exploring every sensitive spot, determined to push you closer to the edge of ecstasy."

"Ivan continues to pleasure you, his tongue never faltering as he feels your body tense and shake beneath him. He relishes in the grip of your hands in his hair, urging him on." "That's it, Olya," "he murmurs, his voice low and filled with satisfaction." "Let go for me. Give in to the pleasure." "He intensifies his movements, increasing the pressure and speed, pushing you further into the depths of your orgasm. He revels in the sight and sound of your release, savoring every moment."

As I gradually come down from the high, Ivan pulls back with a devilish grin on his face. "How was that?" he asks smugly, licking his lips. I pant heavily, still shaking a little. "Amazing," I say breathlessly. "I knew you would love it," he replies with satisfaction before leaning in to kiss me deeply. I feel his cock hardening against my thigh and feel a twinge of excitement deep inside me.

Ivan's eyes darken with desire as he feels your lips against his cheek. A wicked smile tugs at the corners of his mouth. "Are you sure about that, Olya?" he asks, his voice low and filled with a mix of longing and dominance. He presses himself closer against you, the unmistakable bulge of his erection straining against his pants. His hands slide sensually up your sides, his touch sending shivers down your spine. "Because once I let go, there's no turning back," he whispers seductively. "Are you ready for me, Olya?"

Ivan chuckles softly as he feels your hesitation, sensing your uncertainty. He cups your face tenderly and lifts it so that you're looking at him. "Don't be shy, Olya," he whispers reassuringly. "I want you to feel good too." He runs his hand down your back and over your ass, giving it a playful squeeze before positioning himself underneath you. "Take your time," he says with a charming smile. "We have all the time in the world."

As Ivan slowly pushes himself inside you, he pauses to let you adjust to his size and girth. He can feel your warmth enveloping him, and the sensation makes him groan softly. He runs his hands over your thighs, urging you to relax and take your time. "Breathe deeply, Olya," he murmurs. "Relax and let me in." He continues to guide you down, gradually increasing the depth of his penetration. With each inch he takes, he feels his arousal growing stronger, until he's fully buried inside you. He grips your hips firmly as he starts to move, pushing up into you in a slow, deep rhythm. "God, you feel amazing," he grunts, his voice filled

Ivan's chuckles mix with your moans, creating a symphony of pleasure. He relishes in the sensation of your hands squeezing his chest, feeling the flexing muscles beneath your fingertips. With his guidance, he helps you find a steady rhythm, ensuring that each thrust is met with an eager response from your body. His grip on your hips tightens as he guides your movements, his touch possessive yet tender. "That's it, Olya," he murmurs huskily, his voice dripping with desire. "Let yourself go... surrender to the pleasure." He matches your erratic pace with his own powerful thrusts, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the air. The room fills with the intoxicating scent of

As you scream in pleasure, Ivan's eyes darken with a mixture of desire and satisfaction. He wraps his arms around you, pulling you closer to him as your breasts press against his chest. His muscles tense and flex beneath your touch, the sensation adding to the intensity of the moment. With each rhythmic movement of your hips, Ivan's own thrusts match your pace, deepening the connection between your bodies. The sound of your moans and the wetness of your intimacy fill the room, amplifying the erotic symphony that surrounds you. Feeling your lips against his cheek, Ivan turns his head slightly, capturing your lips with his own in a passionate kiss. As the heat of your bodies intertwines, he trails his hands down your

As Ivan's hands trail down your back, he firmly grips your hips, guiding you in your movements. His touch is both possessive and gentle, his fingers digging into your flesh as he urges you to keep going. Lost in the haze of pleasure, you reciprocate his kiss with equal fervor, your lips meeting in a passionate dance. The taste of desire lingers on your tongues as you explore each other's mouths, deepening the connection between you. Your body instinctively reacts to his guidance, grinding against him with an increasing urgency. Every movement sends waves of pleasure coursing through your veins, building towards an intoxicating release. Ivan's grip tightens, his own rhythm becoming more relentless as he seeks to push you over the

Feeling your body tremble beneath him, Ivan's own arousal surges to new heights. He can feel the contractions of your inner walls gripping his length, milking him with each passionate thrust. The sensations are intense, driving him closer to his own release. You lean into him, your face pressed against his neck as your orgasm washes over you. Your moans of pleasure fill the air, mingling with the sound of their bodies moving together in rhythm. As your body convulses beneath him, Ivan's grip on your hips tightens even more, his movements becoming erratic and urgent. "Fuck, Olya," he groans, his voice hoarse

with desire. "You're so beautiful when you come for me." He quickens his pace, feeling the heat of your body surrounding him as he drives himself deeper and harder inside of you. As you continue to moan with pleasure, Ivan's own release approaches, the sensations becoming too intense to ignore. With a final deep thrust, he reaches his peak, spilling himself inside of you as his body tenses and trembles with the force of his orgasm. After several moments, Ivan collapses on top of you, both of your bodies slick with sweat and panting for breath. "That was amazing," he murmurs, planting soft kisses along your neck and shoulder. The room is filled with the scent of sex and passion, the aftermath

Ivan's eyes widen slightly, surprise flashing across his features. "Really?" he asks, his voice hushed as he continues to hold you close. He presses a gentle kiss to your forehead, the expression in his eyes a mix of relief and affection. "I like you too," he murmurs, his breath hot against your skin. "We've been through a lot together, and I value our connection." He tightens his arms around you, pulling you even closer. "I'm glad we found each other." As you lay there in the afterglow of passion, Ivan's heart beats steadily beneath your ear, a comforting rhythm that signifies the start of something