“Nice thong bikini,” I say to Meghan. “All these clowns want to fuck you.”
She grins in that sexy way. “But doyouwant to fuck me? Because it’s been a while.”
I smirk. “Oh yeah, nasty girl? Your pussy wet for me?”
She nods, leaning down for a kiss.
But from the corner of my eye, I seeher.
Short, curvy, and marching straight for the pool like she is on a mission.
But Charlotte looks different. She’s wearing a white bikini. Too small for her. Those giant tits bounce with every step, her bottoms ride up her ass, her frizzy hair loose, and those little hands in fists.
Oh, yeah. She’s on one. Pissed.
My heart fucking rages in my chest, because with every step, she draws more attention.
Everyone looks.Everyone.
Without hesitation, she dives into the pool and swims underwater to the end. She emerges, fucking stunning. Hair slicked back, water cascading down that incredible rack.
Killian is fast, standing at the edge. “Piggy! A guy needs wrist wraps to hold them huge titties. When did you grow up?”
Her face flushes bright red.
Fuck no.
I’ve pushed off Meghan, and somehow, I’m already next to Killian, unsure of what to do.
“Still just a fat potbelly pig,” I blurt loud enough for everyone to hear. She tried hiding her stomach that night. I know she’s insecure about it. Now she’ll give up.
She frowns, her expression devastated.
Good.
Hopefully, she’ll go back inside where she belongs.
Killian chuckles but elbows me. “Holy balls, huh? Who would’ve guessed the pig had udders like that?”
“That’s Brax’s little sister.”
Killian smirks. “He’s not here. What, you gonna snitch on me?”
He pats my arm and then does a cannonball into the water. He splashes Charlotte and she squeals with laughter.
I grimace, horrified. What a fuckin’ slut. Why’s she acting like that?
She splashes him back.
He gets closer.
And then—
Hisfuckingarm hooks around her.
I see red, my heart thrums, and my hands curl into fists.
They bob in the water, him holding her.
