“I just ate. I’ll go in a bit.” I nod.
She smirks. “Such a boy scout. Waiting thirty minutes before going into the water to swim? Something tells me you don’t break many rules, officer.”
I groan. Why does everything she says sound so sexy? If only she knew the things I want to do to her are probably illegal in a few states. “No teasing, Nikki. Remember the truce. We’re trying to beniceto one another.”
She opens her mouth to respond, but we’re interrupted by a petite blonde in a uniform that’s different from the rest of the staff. “Hello there, my name is Anya.” She turns to speak solely to me. “I work at the spa here at the resort. I noticed that your shoulders are reddening a bit, so I thought I’d bring over some sunscreen to prevent a burn,” she says with a Swedish accent.
With my eyes hidden behind my sunglasses, I chance a look at Nikki, only to see her glaring daggers at our new little friend.Interesting.
“Thank you. I definitely need some.” I smile graciously.
Anya perks up. “Great!” She pulls a lever on the lounger, laying it flat. “Just lie down on your chest and—”
“Thanks. I got it,” Nikki says as she snags the sunscreen from Anya.
“Oh.” Anya startles. “I don’t mind. It is my job and all.”
“Yeah, now that you mention it, I think I have a knot in my shoulder,” I say as I move my neck from side to side, not able to hide my smile while I lie down.
“I can clear that right—”
“Oh, but I just can’t wait to get my hands around your neck,babe.”
Before poor Anya can catch up, Nikki is swinging a leg over me and straddling my lower back. “Oh yeah. You’re tense, big boy. We might have to book us a couple’s massage later in the week. Thanks for the sunscreen, Anita.”
“It’s Anya,” she huffs but recovers quickly. “Okay, just call if you need anything.” She bows her head and makes her exit.
“Meow. Didn’t know you had claws, Nikki,” I tease.
“Oh please. That was borderline sexual harassment if you ask me. Just be glad I was here to rescue you from her.” She pats my back twice and shifts to move off me. My arm immediately twists up to keep her in place.
“I thought you couldn’t wait to get your hands on me. Or do I need to call Anya back to take care of that knot on my shoulder?”
Nikki resettles on me. “Are you serious right now?”
“While you’re back there, can you take care of the thorn in my side? Given that it’s you.”
She pinches my side. Hard. But all I can do is shake with laughter.
“Yeah, yeah. Laugh it up, big guy.” She leans forward, her breasts pressing against my back as her lips come close to my ear. “But next time someone buys me a drink, I don’t wanna hear a peep out of you.”
I can hear the smile in her voice as I tense up and growl. She leans back up and uncaps the sunscreen bottle. “Whoopsies,” she singsongs as a generous amount of cold sunscreen is squirted all over me.
“Jesus Christ, woman. Could you have at least warmed it up with your hands?”
“Oh hush. Just be grateful I don’t let you sunbathe with a bunch of tiny penises drawn on your back with sunscreen,” she says as she starts to work the cream into my skin. The moan that escapes my lips is not PG-13.
“There are children by the pool, Tony. Keep it together.”
I stiffen at her use of my nickname. “I’m—ouch!”
“Oh, would you look at that? Took care of another thorn in your side.” She laughs.
“Okay, that’s enough. My turn.”
“Wait, what? Eek!” She squeals as I spin under her while keeping her in place with one arm. She’s now straddling my crotch, yet neither of us dares to make a move. While lying on my stomach, it was easier to keep from getting… excited. But now, I can tell the moment she can feel me at half-mast.
Her eyes widen, but she doesn’t move. After a few moments of catching our breaths, we say at the same time.
