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Kennedy
I squealed, but snapped my mouth shut right before I slipped under the surface and drank a bunch of salty pool water.
Mannix let go of me when our feet touched the bottom. I paddled wildly until I shot back up and sucked in a gulp of oxygen.
"What the fuck?" I pushed wet hair off my face. My clothes clung to me, heavy as hell. I shot him a dirty look and paddled over to grab hold of the side.
Mannix bobbed up and down in the middle of the pool. He was grinning like the idiot he might just be, since he tried to drown us both.
"You were never in any danger. I'm an excellent swimmer."
"I'm not," I growled. I looked down at myself. My favourite white T-shirt, with the Wolf Venom logo on the front, was practically transparent. My drenched, black bra did nothing to hide my pebbled nipples. My shorts and panties stuck like they were glued on.
"I like you wet." He paddled over and braced himself, one hand on either side of me. "You look like a gift I need to open."
He slammed his mouth down on mine. Wet with pool water, our lips slid against each other. He pinned me to the side of the pool with his body, his full length pressed against me.
On principle, I should have pushed him away. I really wasn't much of a swimmer and drowning was not on my to-do list today. But the moment his mouth met mine, I forgot to be angry, and instead slipped my arms around his neck. My legs went around his waist, partly to get him closer and partly to keep me from sliding under the water again.
"That's my girl," he said against my mouth. He reached down and peeled my T-shirt up and over my head before tossing it onto the pool deck. At least he had the sense not to drop it into the water.
My bra went next.
His lips broke off from my mouth and he leaned me back so he could lavish attention on my nipples with his lips and tongue.
"You're so fucking perfect."
It might have been the wine that made me bold, but I grabbed the hem of his dark grey T-shirt and helped him out of it. I tossed it aside somewhere, maybe the pool deck, and let my hands roam across his chiselled stomach and hips.
"Are you made out of stone or something?" I asked. Every bit of him was so hard, like a statue. Maybe he was a Greek god in a past life. Or some other kind of god. The gorgeous kind.
"I might be," he said, his voice muffled by my nipple. "My cock is hard for you." He unwound my arm from his neck and guided my hand down to his length.
He wasn't wrong. Even through his jeans, he was hard, hot and thick.
After a breathless moment or two, I said, "I'm ready."
Because he was Mannix, he couldn't make it that easy on me.
"Ready for what?" He rolled his hips to press his cock deeper into my hand.
"You know what." My face heated. Would I ever stop blushing at the idea of sex?
"Do I?" He grazed his teeth over my nipple and made me groan.
I managed to say, "I'm ready to be with you. To… let you fuck me."
"That wasn't so hard, was it?"
"Not as hard as you," I agreed.
He chuckled and helped me out of my shorts and panties. He placed his hands on my hips and lifted me up to the side of the pool.
Instinctively, I put my hands over my breasts.
He grabbed my wrists and pulled them away. "No hiding yourself. You're beautiful."
"What if someone sees?" For all I knew, my mother was looking out the window, exactly in our direction. Okay, I knew she and Leo wouldn't be back for hours, and all the staff would have gone home by now.
