In Love With My Bully
The tension was mounting, and I wasn’t going to let her escape this time.
“Cole—ah!” She squealed again as I leapt forward, grabbing the edge of the blanket she clung to. She tugged it back, but I was faster, pulling it free from her hands in one swift motion.
The blanket fell to the floor, leaving Nicola standing there, exposed and breathless, wearing the most seductive outfit I had ever seen. The white furry bikini hugged her curves perfectly, the fluffy fabric doing little to cover the soft swell of her breasts and the curve of her hips. My eyes roamed over her, taking in the way the tiny shorts clung to her soft thighs, the way her chest rose and fell with each ragged breath she took.