He’s a lot taller than me, so I’m still treading water while he’s just standing there looking sexy as f**k. His hair is darker now that it’s wet, and it just makes the green of his eyes really stand out. It’s not fair for any one person to be so good looking.
“Getting tired?” he asks, when my worn-out arms almost have me slipping under the water.
“Yes.” I’m not sure where I get the guts to do it, but I reach out and grab onto his broad shoulders and latch onto him like he’s my own personal life preserver. His eyes widen briefly in surprise and then go dark with a raw hunger that has my heart racing and my whole body on high alert.
When I scoot in closer and feel the hard length of his c**k between us, I wrap my legs around him and press my p***y tightly against him. “Much better,” I say
