“Richie offered to put lotion on my back and I accepted. Don’t worry we didn’t hump each other. There are just too many people around.”
Jon gasped at her bitchy answer and she felt his hands tightening on her shoulders.
“ Well Cheyenne your mine for 3 days. Just remember that.”
He took his hands and started stroking her, this time he was trying to arouse her.
“Does his hands feel like this on your skin?”
He leaned over and whispered in her ear. Lightly nipping on her earlobe. He dropped his hands and moved it towards her breasts. He put his hands underneath the bikini top. She felt her nipples harden when he stroked over them with his knuckles. She sighed and leaned back into his body. She was so wet and her heart was beating like crazy. She could feel Jon’s steady heartbeat against her back and when he nipped her earlobe again, she moaned.
If she could have seen Jon’s eyes now she wouldn’t be able to miss the triumph in his eyes. She was like putty in his hands. He knew the sensitive spots on her gorgeous body. He felt himself grew hard, and Cheyenne felt the unmistakable bulge pressing into her back.
He is not going to win this round that’s for damn sure. He thinks he can insult me and make love to me in one breath. No fucking way.
Cheyenne pulled away. She stood up, still holding her bikini top in place and looked at Jon.
“I think I’m ready for a swim now.”
She turned around and walked towards Richie. Her hips swaying seductively and her sweet ass mocking him. Richie looked at her while she was saying something, smiled and when she turned around he fasten her straps and gave her shoulders a little squeeze.
She walked over to the swimming pool and dived in. Jon was sitting there, just watching everything happening in slow motion. The moment Richie took the bikini straps, his hard on was gone.
This woman is driving me insane I’m going to kill her or myself or maybe Richie. Fuck he is really getting on my nerves.
Cheyenne swam a lap just to get rid of Jon’s sarcastic remarks. Can’t he see how he makes me feel? He can just look at me or barely touch me and I’m a mess. Richie is just a sweet friend. Why is he so jealous, is he scared I won’t be worth the $1 million dollars he paid for me?
Cheyenne swam right into a hard body.
“Whoa gal. You’ll kill someone, swimming like that!”
Richie had his hands on her shoulders steadying her. She wiped the water out of her eyes.
We are going to play some water volleyball you wanna join us?
“Oh sure. I’d love too!”
She was playing against Richie , Dave and a few crew members. The game was hard but at least the water kept them cool. Jon ignored her and concentrated on the game. Richie was a real clown. Fooling around making everyone laugh expect Jon.
It was getting late and they all had to get ready for that night’s show. She couldn’t imagine where they get all the energy from.
Jon and the boys left to get dressed at the show. So it left her with some peace and quiet.
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