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"Even in your panties?" he asked with a mischievous grin.
"You know it will," I replied, chuckling.
Our banter was interrupted by Anders and my mother emerging from the water. They claimed our spots on the towels, prompting Oliver and me to head towards the water. I dipped my feet in the surf, but Oliver urged me further in.
"I need to get used to the water. It's cold," I protested.
"Just hop in. Sadie and Finley are doing fine," Oliver encouraged.
My brother was holding Sadie in his arms, spinning around with her. They looked happy together, and I silently hoped it was genuine. They both deserved happiness.
"No, I want to go in slowly," I insisted.
Ignoring my protest, Oliver hoisted me over his shoulder and charged into the water until it was too deep, then dropped me in. I spluttered as I went under, then resurfaced, glaring at Oliver before swimming hard to catch up with him.
“I can’t believe you did that,” I yelled.
“Aww, baby got her hair wet,” he said as he splashed me.
“You idiot!” I screamed as my brother and Sadie watched us.
“But I’m your idiot.”
I snorted. “Unfortunately.”
“Take that back,” he growled.
I swam toward shore, but Oliver was faster, grabbing my ankle and pulling me against him.
“Take it back Ryleigh.” He sounded and looked so serious.
I scowled. “I was kidding. I love you, Oliver.”
Sometimes this powerful, successful man showed his vulnerable side, like now. I wondered what would happen if we ever broke up. Oliver needed me.
"I hope so. You mean the world to me. You are my world," Oliver whispered tenderly.
"You have so much more than me," I replied softly.
"But it would mean nothing without you. You have me wrapped around your finger," Oliver insisted.
"I know. You already said that before," I teased lightly.
"It's true," he affirmed, sealing his words with a deep kiss.
As Finley and Sadie swam towards the shore, we found ourselves in deeper waters, hidden from view. Oliver slipped his hand into my bottoms, skillfully finding my clit with his index finger and gently rubbing.
"You can't do this here," I whispered, trying to maintain some sense of propriety.
"I can, and I will. Just enjoy it. I love getting you off," Oliver murmured, his breath hot against my skin.
"Why should I? You wouldn't let me suck you when I wanted to," I retorted.
"Shut up, Ryleigh," he interrupted, silencing me with another kiss before redoubling his efforts to pleasure me.
I gasped, my body responding to his touch, and as I reached my peak, I moaned his name. When I opened my eyes, Oliver was grinning like a fool.
"Bastard," I muttered, though there was a hint of affection in my tone.
