“You be the lookout then. If someone comes in, I’ll put the tank top back on.” She opened her arms to rest them on either side of her, the position allowing me to take in her large tits. Her curves were devastatingly perfect, and my cock swelled in my shorts. There was no way to stop it. The workout shorts I wore were shorter than normal and tight, and I had to get in the water before Jordan noticed.
“You gonna leave me in here alone or nah?” She smirked, running her gaze along my body.
I swallowed my nerves. It was ridiculous how this girl made me flustered. I never got nervous or hesitated. Ever. But with her…I did. I quickly tossed my sweatshirt to the side and stood onthe bottom step. The water came up to my upper thigh, and I sighed. “Okay, this feels great.”
“Lose the shorts. It’ll feel better.” She moved toward me, her body staying under the water, as she gripped either side of my waist. Her mouth wasrightin front of my cock, and any sense of self-preservation left. “Come on.”
“You do that, and my cock might hit your face.”
She laughed, throwing her head back and cackling. My lips twitched at the sound as it echoed off the walls. It was so free, so her. “That funny to you?”
“Yes.” She grinned and stared at my shorts. “I don’t know if you’re teasing me or not, and it’s entertaining.”
“Odds, Jordan. Odds to fifty, you pull my shorts down in this position.”
Her eyes flashed with joy, my challenge pleasing her. Odds was simple: you counted down from three after saying a number. You and the other person said a number between zero and that number, so in this case fifty, and if you said the same number, then you did the dare at hand.
“Three, two, one…”
“Thirty-six,” I said.
“Thirty-six.” She gasped, her eyes darkening. “I chose your jersey number.”
“Clearly.” Every muscle in my body turned to stone. She would see my very erect cock right in front of her face. Maybe, if she had to stand, I’d get a glimpse of her nipples and I could die happy. “Now, follow through.”
“Oh, Bossy Preston.” She smiled wide as she stood a little taller. The bubbles stilled andfuck me.
Her pretty pink and pointed nipples were mine to stare at. They were gorgeous, and her tits were so large and heavy I wanted to bury my face between them. If there was any chanceof getting out of this without her knowing how turned on I was, it had gotten shot to hell.
“Fuck, Jordan,” I hissed, staring at her tits.
“What?” she frowned, then glanced down. “Oh, sorry, I’ll stay in the water.” She bent down, but I gripped her upper arm and pulled her up.
“No.”
She blinked before a sly, wicked grin came over her face. “Interesting. Here I thought I annoyed you.”
She stood at full height, her dripping wet hair covering her tits. I moved the hair to the side and stared down with a groan at her wet chest. Her pink nipples tightened, turning into hard little points, and I wanted to taste them more than I needed my next breath.
“You like what you see?” She grabbed my hand and placed one over hers. “Is this what you need, Preston, to get out of your head?”
My hand was on her breast. Holy shit. My hand couldn’t contain her, she was so full and large. I cupped it, letting my thumb brush over her nipple. She sucked in a breath, her eyes dilating as I teased her beaded point.
This was unreal. No way this was happening. Her haggard breathing and throaty sighs were sexy as fuck. She put me under a spell, and I was hooked. “Jordan,” I said, my voice deep and filled with lust.
She leaned forward, gripping my shorts just as the door to the pool opened. I shoved her down, blocking her from whoever entered. “Shit,” she whispered, her movements jerky. “Can they see me?”
“I’m blocking you. Put your shirt and thong back on.” I reached over the side to press the button that caused the bubbles. They turned up automatically, thankfully. Jordantugged the tank top on, and I handed her the thong. The tiny, wet thong.
“Is that you, Charming?” A familiar voice grew closer.
“Do you want to leave?” I whispered into Jordan’s ear. She still sat against me, her body pressing against mine.
“No.” She moved away from me, remaining next to me, but I liked her on my lap more. “Let’s stay.”
A part of me wanted to head to the room immediately to continue what had started in the hot tub, but it was for the best to let things cool down. I could get my head screwed on right without her fucking tits on display.
“I had the same idea as you.” Liam, our team captain and generally a great human, joined the hot tub. “Hotel pools are a weakness of mine. I visit every one I go to.”
