Dangerous Love: Sin, Lust, and Scandal
He swam to her in two strokes, strong arms cutting the surface.
They met in the middle. Ada wrapped her legs around his waist underwater, ankles locking at his lower back. Her bare pussy pressed against the front of his soaked shorts, grinding slow on the hard ridge of his cock. He groaned low, hands sliding under her ass, lifting her higher so she could rock against him easier.
They kissed messy—hungry, no gentleness. Tongues sliding, teeth nipping lips, water splashing around their faces every time they moved. She tasted salt on his skin, chlorine, the faint sweetness of the mango he’d eaten earlier. Her nails dug into his shoulders.