He grabbed my hand and led me to the window picking up my thongs as he went.
“Where are we going?” I asked curiously grabbing my car keys as he climbed out the window.
“Swimming at my place,” he answered handing me my shoes which I slid on before climbing out the window myself.
“Swimming?” I asked and Michael’s face formed a cheeky grin.
“That’s the plan,” he said taking my hand as we walked around the side of my house.
I parked in Michael’s driveway and he rushed to get out of the car before I could, running around to my side of the car opening the door for me.
“Such a gentlemen,” I giggled kissing him on the cheek.
“Just for you,” he smiled taking my hand and leading me to the front door and unlocking it. “Don’t mind the mess.”
“You’re a teenage boy. I wasn’t expecting a spotless house,” I laughed as he dragged me inside.
“Good, let’s go swimming,” Michael smirked taking his shirt off and throwing it on the couch, leading me to the back door. I kicked off my thongs and pulled my shirt off chucking it next to Michael’s.
We went out the back door, Michael kicking off his boots, pulling down his jeans and kicking them off. I slid out of my shorts and put them with Michael’s jeans following him to the pool.
I was about to dive in when Michael caught me by the waist and threw me in. I resurfaced a couple of seconds later, my hair covering my face. I wiped the hair out of my eyes to see Michael pissing himself laughing.
“No sex for you,” I stated seriously swimming to the edge of the pool.
“You don’t mean that,” he dared.
“If you don’t help me out of the pool I will mean it,” I growled extending my hand up to him. He took it and I pulled as hard as I could causing Michael to fall in the pool beside me. I swam away as fast as I could but Michael grabbed my ankle and pulled me back towards him.
“That was naughty,” he hissed in my ear.
“Was it? Paybacks a bitch isn’t it?” I smirked, swimming out of his grasp.
He pouted following me to the edge of the pool as I rested against the ledge.
“You know what I’ve always wanted to do?” I asked, pulling Michael towards me and wrapping my arms around his neck.
“What’s that?” he asked, grabbing hold of my hips.
Instead of answering I grabbed his face and connected our lips before dragging him under the water with me. My hair floated around my face as Michael and I began to make out under the water, a few bubbles escaping our lips before we had to resurface to catch our breaths.
“So… what have you always wanted to do?” Michael asked cheekily.
I splashed him in the face with water laughing as he spluttered, pushing his hair out of his eyes.
“You think that’s funny, do you?” he growled.
“Yes,” I laughed, messing up his hair.
“No sex for you,” he mimicked, splashing me with water.
“Oi, stop stealing my lines bitch,” I said shoving his chest before splashing him again.
“Never!” he yelled, a splash war breaking out between the two of us.
I dived under the water and grabbed his ankle, I heard him let out a girlish scream. I swam around behind him avoiding his flailing limbs as he thrashed around in the water. I jumped on his back and kissed his cheek.
“You could have hit me baby,” I whined in his ear.
“Well you didn’t have to give me a heart attack,” he groaned, tilting his head back, leaning it against my shoulder.
“You were drowning me!” I gasped, playing with his hair.
“And you weren’t doing the same?” he asked, laughing.
“You have arm muscles and my arms are squishy,” I protested.
“What does that have to do with anything?”
“Your arm muscles can splash more water…” I answered but it came out sounding like a question.
“Uh huh,” he laughed.
“I think you need to shush,” I murmured, turning his face to meet mine pressing my lips against his.
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