By Jordan Marie Author Page
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“Sweet Jesus,” I groan when I make it back to the pool. I had seen the bikini that Casey wore before I left. I even took the time to admire it. Yet, now coming back from changing and grabbing us a bottle of wine and some glasses, I’m standing by the door blown the hell away. She’s been in the pool and when she stands up the water drips down and slides along her body. That’s enough to make a man beg of course, but damn if the whole package isn’t so fucking amazing that I stop breathing, afraid that anything might make the moment end.
“What?” she asks, looking alarmed. It’s obvious she has no idea the effect her body has on a man.
Her curves should be marked with warning signs. Instead they’re hugged by the sexiest purple and teal bikini I’ve ever seen. There are two thin strips of purple fabric which travel down to the teal and lavender paisley blocked bikini top and does its best to hide her breasts from me, but instead teases me with cleavage and flesh that refuses to be fully contained. Her hips are hidden in the water, but I know the view there would be just as amazing.
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