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17. He's Flirting with Me

I know I'm in trouble when the first thing he says after looking at me is, "Wow".

And not a sarcastic wow, but a "wow, you take my breath away," wow.

He's undressing me with his eyes, and I'm not doing much to help as I turn to face him. I'm wearing a black string bikini that does little to hide what's beneath, and already I can see how turned on he is. My eyes drop to his swim trunks though, and I'm disappointed to see there isn't so much as a bulge pushing against the front of them.

He laughs when it dawns on him what I'm doing, and he comes towards me, runs his hands down my arms and hesitates before brushing his thumbs over my barely covered nipples.

"Barry."

I shiver, but I'm a little scandalized, since we're barely protected in the shade at a public pool.

"Don't blame me, angel," he purrs, and I'm on fire again. "You're the one wearing next to nothing."

He takes a step closer to me, and I realize that his trunks are just baggy, and he is in fact getting harder by the second.

"I…I can wear what I want." I gulp.

He leans in to whisper into my ear, as he teases the knot on the back of my top.

"God, you're beautiful."

That's it. I'm absolute putty.

"Does your husband know you're here?"

Well, that shocks me like nothing else. So much so that I yank my head back and come smack in contact with his delicious lips. I moan into the embrace as his hands curl around my jaw line.

"You're my husband," I mumble when we start to break apart for air.

He smiles against me. "Oh, yeah, that's right."