“Hold on! I’m almost out of--”
“Four.”
“Max, cut it out. I’m getting out of my pants now.”
“Three.”
“Damn it, stop!”
I snickered. “Two…”
“Fine! Fine! Look!”
She held her arms out as she stood there in just her panties and her bra. And when my eyes slid over her body, my cock stood at attention, tenting my boxers underneath the water. Her tan skin called to me. The soft slope of her waist had my fingertips tingling. She had power in her thighs. Her shoulders were broad and strong. The soft outer lines of her abs and the way her toned arms flexed as she held them out made me lick my lips.
Then she brought her hands together and bent forward.
I caught a glimpse of her back as she dove in. The lean muscles underneath her skin, going unseen up until this point. How had I not noticed her figure and her strength before?
She is a swimmer, you idiot.
Guess she wasn’t the only person who didn’t know much about the other.
I watched her glide through the water, her body straight and her eyes locked on me. Her dark hair ruffled underneath the water in small waves as her arms finally came down against her sides. She kicked her legs. She hadn’t yet come up for breath. And as she made her way for me, she looked like a damn goddess.
She finally popped up. “There. Happy now?”
My eyes ran along her face, taking in the way her hair floated in the pool. Every movement she made was perfection, and I’d never noticed it up until now. I took snapshots in my brain of the moment. I didn’t want anything to ever rob me of this memory.
“Max? You okay?”
I swallowed hard. “I’m always okay, gorgeous.”
“You just looked--ooh!”
I reached out for her and pulled her into my arms. I spun her around, splashing water everywhere as she started giggling. Her hands slipped around my neck, holding me close as her legs wrapped around me. Her ankles locked, pulling me even closer to her. And as my cock pressed against the cloth of her panties, she smiled.
“Guess someone’s happy to see me.”
I growled. “I’m always happy to see you.”
I fisted her hair and brought our lips together. I couldn't take it any longer. I needed her. I wanted her. And I had to have her. She’d been on my mind all day. All last night. And after seeing the texts she’d sent me today, I knew she wanted to see me as much as I wanted to see her. My tongue slipped along hers as my hands massaged the small of her back. She rocked against me, teasing my dick with her warmth as water started sloshing against our bodies.
“Max.”
“Mmm?”
I kissed down her neck as her head fell back.
“Max, there are--oh--cameras.”
I nipped at her skin. “Let them watch.”
“I could--I could get--oh.”
“Mmm, in trouble?”
I cupped her clothed breast and massaged it softly. I felt her nipple hardening against my palm, even through her bra. It made me chuckle. I loved the way her body responded to me. The way she shivered and undulated against me, her hands sliding along my skin. She sighed as her fingertips passed over the muscles on my abs.