“Do that one more time—touch me like that again and I’m going to pull these bottoms aside and take you right here.”
My breath catches, an excited shiver running through me despite the warmth of the water. “You wouldn’t.”
His eyes flash open, dark and hungry. “Try me.”
I want to try him.
I want to see what he’ll do.
I back away, moving toward the side of the pool to the edge so we’re semi-shielded from the view of the people in our yard, my back hitting the cool tile. Turner follows, eyes locked on me like a predator stalking prey.
Like a shark.
Turner stops inches away, towering over me, the water lapping at his chest, droplets clinging to his skin. He braces one hand on the edge of the pool beside my head, caging me in. His other hand slides beneath the surface, drifting toward my hip, his fingers skimming the side of my bikini bottoms.
“I would give anything to see those tits right now,” he murmurs. “Think I won’t pull these tiny little bottoms aside and sink my fingers inside your pussy?”
My god.
I let my hands slide beneath the water, drifting down his chest, over the ridges of his abs, feeling every twitch, every shudder.
Turner’s breath catches, and his jaw clenches. “Poppy…”
I don’t stop.
I slip my hands into the waistband of his swim trunks…push them down his hips until his dick is free. Hard. Hot. Throbbing in my hand. I squeeze once, his entire body shudders, a guttural groan escaping his throat.
“Oh fuck,” he rasps, his hips jerking forward, grinding against me, his cock pressing thick and heavy against my stomach. “What do you think you’re doing?”
I look up at him through my lashes, a wicked smile spreading over my lips. “Being a good girl.”
turner
. . .
Iam one second away from sinking my teeth into Poppy’s neck and making her scream my name loud enough to drown out the party.
Instead, I grind my cock against her belly, letting her feel how hard she’s made me. The water sloshes around us, her back pressed up against the cool tile, and I can’t stop staring at her lips. Wet and swollen, parted enough for me to lean in and suck that bottom one between my teeth.
But then her hands slip beneath the water, and I swear to god?—
“What do you think you’re doing?”
“Being a good girl.”
My cock jumps in her hand, and I grit my teeth, a low growl rumbling in my chest.
A good girl? No.
She’s the goddamn devil.
She’s playing with fire. She has no idea what she’s doing to me right now. Or maybe she does. Maybe that’s why she’s looking up at me through those lashes, biting her bottom lip like she knows I want to bite it for her.
I want to rip her bikini off with my teeth. Suck on her tits. Set her on the edge of the pool, spread those gorgeous legs, and slide my dick into her so every single person in this yard knows who she belongs to.
But I can’t.
The yard is full of strangers—some of them I’ve only just met—and the last thing I need is a video on the internet of myself buzzed and fucking in a pool.
