Page 51 of Planned Seduction

If he thought interesting things were happening to the top half of her body, how would he react if he discovered what was going on in the lower half? The sweet tug of desire between her legs had her groin crying out for the same attention he gave her breasts. She toyed with the idea of stripping off her miniscule bikini, which felt more constrictive than a corset. But true to form, common sense got the better of her. Until Daniel told her what he and Vicky had been discussing, he wasn’t getting any of her.

After that, well…anything was possible.

She stalked to the door and yanked it open. “I’m going for a swim. Care to join me?”

“Of course. Someone has to make sure your top stays in place.” He fell in step beside her, singing softly to himself, “She wore an itsy-bitsy, teeny-weeny…”

She punched his arm before he could finish.

As they reached the pool, a man and two young children were leaving. The place was deserted. Daniel dropped his towel and dived in. She made out the words “yellow polka-dot bikini” before he hit the water.

She glared at him as he began to swim lengths. There appeared to be an awful lot of effort going into his strokes. Way more than necessary. Powerful arms sliced through the water as broad shoulders skimmed the surface. Long, toned legs and forceful kicks sent him racing as muscles rippled beneath his skin.

Amy swallowed, forgetting to be annoyed. He was magnificent. She couldn’t take her eyes off him. He was doing funny things to her insides. Her stomach flip-flopped and her breasts swelled in the useless restraint of her bikini top. Daniel was right. The scrap of cloth didn’t offer much cover. Her taut nipples threatened to pop right out if she became any more aroused.

She dived in and swam the length of the pool underwater. When she surfaced in the deep end, Daniel was waiting for her, his arm hooked over the edge of the pool. They were so close they almost touched. The urge to press up against him was strong. Every nerve ending stood at attention, utterly aware of his proximity.

Drops of water beaded on his lashes, turning his eyes a shimmering aqua. He peered down into the water between them and furrowed his brow in concern. “Is your top still in place?”

“Very much so.”

“Oh.” Was that regret she heard? “Well, that’s a relief, I’m sure.”

“Your concern for my top is touching.” Maybe if she snagged the clasp on the pool wall, the top would stick to it as she swam off.

“Hey, there were little children running around here. I’m trying to keep things decent.”

She yawned. “Danny, my friend, you’re a bore.”

An evil glint appeared in his eyes. “I’ll show you boring.” He pushed away from the wall.

“No, don’t you dare! Don’t even—”

Too late. Daniel was underwater. She gasped in a breath as he grabbed her feet and pulled her under. Automatically, she pinched her nose closed before a gallon of water blew up it. He’d done that to her a thousand times when they were kids, and he caught her unprepared every time.

Arms flailing, she broke the surface, snorting and swearing, vowing to get revenge.

She flipped around to pummel him, but he’d swum off and was a few feet away. “Prepare to suffer for that.” She dived under the water and headed straight for him.

Daniel was a good swimmer, but she was faster. Always had been. Before long, she was behind him, plowing into his back, grabbing him by the shoulders and trying to force him down. It had never been a problem when they were kids. He’d go under as soon as she pushed. But he was bigger now. Much bigger.

When had his shoulders filled out like that?

They reached shallow water, and Daniel stood up with ease, laughing.

She clung to him, wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist, piggyback style.

Darn, he felt good. Would he mind if she rested there while she caught her breath? For the next hour or so?

His cold, wet skin rubbed against her breasts, sending shock waves coursing through her. Each time he laughed, his body shook with mirth and vibrated against her wildly sensitive clit.

It was a good thing she wasn’t thinking clearly enough to tell him a joke. She’d come the second he got the punch line.

“It’s payback time,” she whispered. “And be warned…I intend to play dirty.”

He twisted around to look at her. It was more luck than willpower that stopped her from coming undone at the movement.

“How dirty?”

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