Fuck he was gorgeous. Wet, dry, it didn’t matter. As long as he was there and I could see him, my mind automatically went there, and like he knew exactly what I was thinking, he slicked his tongue over his top lip. Tease. “You gonna serve sometime today?” I spun the wet ball between my fingers, then decided that two could play at his little game and nodded. “I’m just checking out my competition.”
