Shit.
And there is a moment of disappointment when she submerges to her shoulders again. She swims to the edge of the pool and picks up her phone again.
She snaps a photo.
Lola
I better not get caught.
I study the photo. I can see that cleavage I have seen before and the bare shoulders.
Me
You won't. Still can't tell if you're naked or just teasing me.
She giggles.
Lola
I told you, I'm not giving you proof by taking a picture of me fully naked.
Me
Spoilsport.
Lola
Perv.
She drops the phone and goes under before stepping out of the pool.
My mouth dries up as she gets out, water streaming from her, and holy fucking hell. Her nipples are calling for me, and if I pan down, the lips of her waxed pussy?—
"Oh, my God." I breathe the words, not quite daring to stroke my cock because I'm pretty fucking sure if I do, it will be over in seconds.
Lola is Venus in my backyard.
She walks to the edge at the deeper end of the pool and then plunges.
When she resurfaces, she smiles and moves in the water, which makes the view of her delicious body muddy at best.
She swims back to where her phone is, picks it up, and poses.
My Alex phone buzzes.
It is ambiguous, and it is full body...full body in the water, and though I can't see much at all, it is perfect. It is clickbait, it is crack. It is a teaser I will be front row and center when the full show is released.
Her face is a little pale, and it hits me.
She is unsure.
But her fingers slide over her screen, and the Alex phone buzzes once more.
Lola
Your turn.
Me
