Declan smirked, happy that she had accepted defeat. But he was not done teasing her.
"I can't get you. Say it clearly." While he was saying this, his fingers were teasingly brushing against her breasts. He pinched her nipples over her bra and earned her first moan.
He turned her around and made her lean against the edge of the pool, his eyes hungrily scanning her.
"Say it," he demanded.
Yasmin knew what he wanted to hear. She was already turned on, and his continuous teasing shut her brain down.
He told her that he would make her beg, but all she could do was moan, unable to form a sentence. He slid his hand into her panties and parted her folds.
"So, are you begging me?" he asked.
She threw her arms around his neck and pulled him closer. "Yes, fuck me," she said quietly.
