Kelly handed Emily the bottle of wine they snuck from the coolers. He grabbed the top edge of the fence and scaled over it easily.

Emily's eyes nervously went to Evan's window but his light was off and his window was closed. Then Kelly unlocked the gate and creaked it open just enough for her to slip into the backyard.

She ran silently across the patio to the pool, where she put down the wine, threw her sandals to the side, pulled off her shirt and slithered her skirt down to the cement. She turned to look over her shoulder at Kelly as she stood there in her red and pink heart panties and white bra.

His shirt was already on the ground and he was toeing off his Vans while unbuttoning his navy blue shorts. 

Emily walked over to the stairs and started to slip soundlessly into the water. Kelly quickly followed in his grey boxer briefs. Emily dipped herself under the water and when she came back up she was gripped by Kelly.

He pulled her against himself. The water was warm but Emily knew she was warmer right now and Kelly's grunt confirmed that he felt it too.

Emily asked softly, "Did you draw the prints on the walls?"

Kelly nibbled her ear and whispered, "Yes."

Emily kissed his lips gently. "They're beautiful. You're very talented."

Kelly kissed her more firmly and explored her mouth with his tongue.

She came up for air. "You're very good at that too," she said breathlessly.

"Why did you paint my room?" she asked and kissed the tender spot behind his ear.

Kelly spoke against her lips. "I wanted to make you happy. I want to give you reasons to come back."

She laughed and asked, "What do you plan on doing next to convince me? That's a tough act to follow."

He squeezed her bottom and dipped his head to kiss her cleavage. "I was hoping this would convince you," he confessed.

"You know this bra is pretty much see-through now that it's wet. Take it off," he suggested quietly.

Emily pushed off from him, dipped under the surface and swam away as far as she could under the water. Her head popped up by the ladder at the far edge of the pool. She removed her bra and held it up high over her head like a flag of surrender, before putting it on the cement beside the pool.

Kelly's eyes went wide and he dipped under the water to swim towards her. Emily climbed swiftly from the pool and ran over to grab his shirt from the ground.

But she didn't have enough time to put it on before Kelly was climbing out of the pool as silently as he could behind her. Emily whirled around holding the shirt up in front of her chest.

She put a finger up to her lips to remind him they needed to be quiet.  He put his finger up to his lips to let her know he understood.

Then he lunged forward toward her, but she dodged behind a lounge chair.

If he wasn't worried about making noise he would probably just toss this chair to the side...

Instead, Kelly leapt over the chair and tried to grab her again. But she evaded him again. This time she was behind a much smaller patio chair and Kelly was much closer.

Despite the darkness she could clearly see his heaving chest, his clinging boxer shorts and his lips which he licked in anticipation.

Emily's heart hammered in her own chest and she watched his eyes closely to see if she could predict his next move.

But Kelly was tricky and he looked left while he dodged right. He caught Emily firmly in his arms.

"Tease," he accused before he kissed her. He held out his hand and she peeled the shirt away from her front and placed it in his hand. He threw it to the side and looked down at Emily.

"This is nice," he whispered. She twined her arms around his neck and they kissed.

His calluses feel as sensational as I imagined...