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But, hey, as long as my dick is covered—

That's so

"Order me a drink," I say

"I have to put my swimsuit on!"

"While you're in the changing room"

"It's early"

"It's the weekend"

"Okay, but I pick the drink"

"No fucking way You'll order straight gin"

"It's not bad"

It's worse It tastes like her lips "Appletini"

She shakes her head

"Solass"

"I could order a dirty in"

That's a good point "Appletini"

"I'll pick so you like"

"No gin"

"Yes gin" She stands Shakes her head ridiculous Liam Moves inside

This is a nice place I have to give it to my friend Thankfully, I never fucked her or this could be even more aard

Gel plans business events all over the city She knows every private party venue and whether or not it's rented This was one of three private pools

The best, she said

The saed Briar into last summer Well, she jumped I dared her, but she made the choice to jump

I can still see her soaking wet, her sheer blouse sticking to her skin, her chest heaving with her inhale

That's where we should be In this pool Out of our clothes Her soft body pressed against mine

My hand between her legs

Her groan in my ear

That makes sense

I need so that makes sense

I need to get the fuck out of here Before I do so exceptionally stupid

Too late

Briar steps through the sheer curtain dividing the pool and the bar She's in a black bikini and she's holding two lasses

They're red-purple An alcoholic version of her hair and lipstick

"Berry martini" She takes a step toward me

My eyes go right to her tits Fuck, she looks divine in that swimsuit

Long, curvy legs Lush hips Narroaist

Her tits aren't huge, sure, but they're the perfect size for my hands

And those thick thighs—

I want to dive between them

I want to die between them

Is there a better way to go?

"Lia in her upper hand

My eyes stay on her hips "You have a tattoo there"

"And?"

"I didn't know that"

"You don't know everything" She , butit"

Right My fingers brush hers as I take the drink It's a tiny touch I kissed her an hour ago The brush of our fingers shouldn't , but it does

It's electric

She ordered these on purpose