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Should I call him?

Dio looked at everyone at the pool. Nobody was having sex. A few joints were passed around. He knew for a fact that she'd popped into pool partiesbefore without her parents knowing, but she'd stayed in the pool house out of sight. A little voyeurism never hurt anyone growing up.

"Maverick and Brooke just left. They probably passed Skye on the way out and know she's here." He kept his gaze on her.

Though he should be the one who called Maverick, he wanted to see what Skye was doing here.

Skye stepped into the pool and took the steps to the shallow end. Her body slowly lowered into the water until the surface skimmed her thighs, hips, and waist. Then, she glided into the water, stroking the water, pulling her arms through, and getting closer to him.

His cock hardened, despite his desire to stay relaxed and loose. Despite him knowing how wrong it was to get turned on around Skye. Despite it being against the bylaws to even think about another member's daughter the way he was.

She swam up to him. "How's your back?"

"I know it's there."

She frowned. "Is it worse?"

"It was doing okay until earlier." He ran his hand over his face. "I rode too far, too long, today."

"Do you want me to give you a massage—"

"No."

The skin between her brows puckered. "Did I not make you feel better last time?"

"You relaxed me too much." He reached out and rubbed her brow with his thumb. "Best I ever had."

"Have you had a massage before me?" Shegrinned.

He chuckled. "You got me."

She put her head back and dipped below the surface of the water. He watched her come back up. Her neck arched, and then she opened her eyes. The water dropped from her lashes.

"Can I try something on you?" She treaded in place.

She'd lived in the water since she was young. Spent her teenage years lifeguarding at the pool. Yet, he never tired of watching her become one with the water as if swimming was as easy as breathing for her.

"Like what?" He studied her, trying to figure out what she would do if he said yes.

His cock pulsed to attention, eager to find out what she'd do. He had no control over his reaction to her, making him leery. Not once before had he responded to Skye in that way.

But waking up tangled in bed with her would do that to any man.

Skye swam around him until he couldn't see her. "I'm going to touch you."

His body tensed. Damn, was that her talking in a raspy whisper?

Her hand pressed against his lower back and trailed over his hips. His cock pounded, begging for attention.

Skye's fingers skimmed his outer thigh. "Don't tighten up. Let me move your leg."

She pressed her breasts against his bare back and using her leg, she lifted his left leg until her hand grasped under his thigh.

"You're tightening up."

"I don't know what the fuck you're doing."

She laughed softly. That sultry sound dug into him, raising the hair on his arms.