Chapter 48: Pool Fireworks
(Scarlet's POV)
The sky was a misty blue. Fireworks burst up, like expensive pearlescent paint shaken onto a low-saturation canvas. I didn't hear the bang. Damon thrust into me right then.
My long hair floated on the water. I clutched his shoulders tight. We'd done it this morning. My p***y still remembered his size. The reddened lips hurt less in the water. Each thrust felt like it pushed water in. But when I thought that, Damon kneaded my ass.
"It's you leaking too much," he said.
I leaned on his shoulder. I saw the discarded necklace on the edge. He'd ignored it in the room. But here, he'd taken it off.
My fingers dug into his back, leaving red marks.
Damon didn't care. He turned me around. I gripped the pool wall. His hand came from behind, arou
