“Why’d you jump in the pool so quickly? I didn’t even finish apply my suntan lotion.” I grilled at Dylan who brushed his wet hair back from his face, sexily. I would have pounced on him but managed to hold myself back because the punishment is still on.
“Sorry, it was getting hot.” He turned around and began to swim away.
“Oh yeah, sure.” I smirked knowing exactly why he dove into the pool as I continued to lather suntan lotion across my body slowly groping my own curves as I went.
“So, I heard from Luis, eh dad, that we run the mafia?” Dylan stopped and turned around, so I took the opportunity to slowly dip myself into the pool and closing my distance.
“Yeah...” he watched as I combed my wet hair back and inched closer and closer.
“So, what do you do?” We were now only inches apa
