I turn to face Ethan.
There he is, standing on the concrete in a black thong speedo.
Uh…
I press my lips together so I won't go slack jawed. That thing is minuscule. I can see those perfect v-lines, every inch of defined abs, his strong thighs.
He turns to show off his nearly bare ass.
God damn, my hands want on that ass.
He laughs. "I can get rid of it if you don't like it."
It's an invitation. If I tell him I don't like it, he'll take off the swimsuit.
God, I want him taking off the swimsuit.
But I'm not ready for that yet.
I smile. "It suits you." I'd still prefer it on the floor.
"It was a gift from Tom. He has the same one. But in navy."
"Of course he does."
Ethan nods. He takes my clothes and places them in the shopping bag. Then his hands are my hips.
My skin burns from the touch.
He stares into my eyes, but he doesn't kiss me.
Ethan nods to the water. "Shall we?"
"You first."
"I have a strict policy." His voice drops to something low and seductive. "Ladies first."
My body screams yes.
My head is still hesitant.
I dip a toe into the water. It's heated but it's still cool. Okay, I can do this, and I can go first.
I press my hands together. "On three."
"Three, two-"
"You have to count up to three!"
He laughs. "Almost forgot who I was talking to. Okay. One, two, three."
No thinking here. I take a deep breath and I jump into the water.
The pool is deep enough for me to sink towards the bottom. It feels amazing being submerged, like the water is enveloping me in a hug.
Damn, I almost forgot how much I love swimming.
I do a few somersaults and spins then I surface. "Your turn."