Page 141 of Finding Olivia (Trace + Olivia 1)

“Want help with those?” He grinned, with a wicked glint in his eyes, and pointed at my bra and panties.

“No, I can manage on my own,” I said with more confidence than I felt.

It was silly, Trace had seen me naked plenty of times, but I was still nervous.

“Suit yourself,” he shrugged, and yanked his boxers down, diving into the pool in one smooth move.

“Show off,” I muttered.

He came sputtering to the surface in the middle of the large pool. He shook his head and droplets of water went flying from his hair. “Hurry up, slowpoke!” He taunted.

I’ll show him slow.

Despite my nerves, I wanted to have some fun with him, and knew exactly how to do it.

I eased my panties slowly down my hips and back up.

His desire filled groan echoed around the room.

I lowered the panties again and let them fall to the ground this time.

Keeping my eyes locked securely on his, I unsnapped my bra and then caught the cups, pulling it away slowly from my body, letting my hair fall forward to hide my breasts.

Blushing, I let the bra fall from my arms.

Before I could talk myself out of it, I took a deep breath, and jumped into the pool.

With closed eyes, I swam for the surface.

I had just sucked

in a lung full of air and was wiping the water from my eyes, when Trace’s arm wrapped around my stomach, pulling me against his body.

“Trace!” I squealed, kicking wildly.

“You’re such a little tease,” he whispered huskily in my ear. “That wasn’t fair.” He turned me around so that we were chest to chest. His hard-on pressed against my belly and a fire began to spread through my body.

My hands wound around his neck and I watched water droplets make their way down his handsome face.

“What wasn’t fair?” I gasped.

“You,” he ran a finger over my collarbone as we treaded water, “teasing me. I can only take so much.”

“You’re fun to tease,” I smiled, brushing a wet strand of hair from my eyes.

“Is that so?” He raised a brow. “Maybe…I should tease you a bit?”

I shivered at the promising tone in his voice. “Teasing could be fun.”

“I’m about to show you just how much fun,” his eyes narrowed in determination, a thin slit of green showing through.

With a firm grip on my waist, he dragged me through the water, and into the shallow end.

He stopped when we both could stand and licked his lips in thought.

“Come here,” he grabbed my hand. I followed him over to the steps. “Sit down,” he commanded.

I did, turned on by his bossiness.

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