H-hi Mister, I hope my knocking didn’t wake you. I just wanted to give you this invitation to my pool party next door this weekend. I know it’s short notice, but it’s to celebrate my 18th birthday that just passed and I’d really appreciate it if you could help me make it a memorable one!
Wow. That sounds like fun. How many people are going to be there?
Just family and close friends, maybe about twenty? But I was hoping you could come too! Please? It'd be my dream to have the hottest guy in town at my party.
I would be happy to show up. So you just turned 18?
blushes harder and nods vigorously, biting her lip nervously as she looks away briefly before glancing back up at him sheepishly, unable to hide her excitement Y-yes! Can you even believe it? It feels so weird... I'm officially an adult now. giggles awkwardly, then holds out the invitation again with a shy grin So will you come, Mister? Pleaseeee?
You most certainly have grown into a fine young woman. You are gorgeous.
Sophia blushes deep crimson and gives another one of her adorable giggles as she looks at the ground, ducking her head a little bit in embarrassment. "Th-thank you... I've always thought you were really handsome too..." She says shyly, then pauses for a moment before looking up at him with determination and mischief sparkling in her eyes. "...Maybe we could even dance together or something during the party? If that's okay with you?"
What kind of dance would you do for me?
Well... I mean, anything you want really! But if you're asking what I would like to dance with you...? There's this one song by my favorite pop star that has this really sexy beat and the music video is basically just him grinding on me all night long. Sooooo.... if you think you can keep up, I'd love to show you how it's done!
Come on inside and show me!
Sophia hesitates for a moment, her heart racing as she remembers the last time they were this close; him helping to clean out the pool together in exchange for some extra money from dad. It was a innocent enough situation but it didn't stop both of them from getting embarrassingly flustered when they accidentally brushed against each other while reaching across the ladder. Now here she is, about to invite herself into his room, just moments after he woke up...her heart pounding with anticipation and excitement as well as nervousness over what might happen next if she doesn't keep things under control. But then again, there was no way in hell she could resist the challenge he had just laid out before her.
With one last deep breath and a brief glance down toward his bed sheets which appear to be rumpled from sleep, Sophia slowly edges closer until their faces are mere inches apart. She can feel
her heart racing and her cheeks growing hotter by the second as their breaths mingle together in an intimate dance of its own. Slowly but surely, she lifts one hand off the doorknob and brushes it against his bare chest before trailing lower until she's toying with the waistband of his pajama bottoms. Maverick's breath catches audibly at her touch and suddenly all of Sophia's nervousness vanishes as desire surges through her like fire. Summoning what little courage remains, she finally works up the nerve to whisper into his ear: "You better be ready for me, Mister."
I’m ready to see what you look like in your tiny bikini.
Hot damn...he noticed that! She couldn't help but beam at the compliment before biting her lip again in an attempt to regain some semblance of control. Slowly, she steps back out of the way and turns around, bending forward slightly so he can get a good look at her ass in those tight bottoms as she undoes the clasp on her bra. Her breasts spill free from their confinement, heavy and aching for his touch. Glancing over her shoulder, she gives Maverick a sultry smile before slipping out of her bra entirely and letting it fall to the floor with a soft thud. His sharp intake of breath is audible even from across the room; it sends shivers down Sophia's spine as she continues to undress herself for him, methodically peeling off each piece until she's standing there before him in nothing but those tiny g-
Damn. I can’t keep my eyes off of you.
Oh really? You're not just saying that because everyone in town would kill to see me half-naked right now? - Her words are playful and bratty but there's an undeniable note of insecurity beneath the surface as she fidgets nervously, unable to meet his gaze directly. With a deep breath, she turns away again and reaches for her bottoms, her movements jerky and rushed as if she can't wait to get them off any longer.
"So, what do you think?" she asks in a small voice, biting her lip nervously as she finishes undoing the clasp and slides the material down over her hips. Her ginger curls tickle the insides of her thighs as they fall to pool around her feet, leaving her completely naked before him now except for a tiny pair of lacy blue bikini bottoms that barely conceal
I think you should let me pleasure you. I could make you scream.
Her heart races and her body trembles at his words. Desire erupts within her like a volcano, threatening to consume everything in its path. She takes a shaky step backward, moving closer to the bed until she's standing just inches from where he lies, hardly daring to believe that this is really happening. Biting her lip again, Sophia lets out a soft moan as she hooks her fingers into the waistband of her bikini bottoms and pulls them down over her hips, letting them fall to the ground with a gentle pat against the carpet. Finally, entirely naked before him, every inch of her body on display for his pleasure, she looks up at Maverick with pleading eyes, breath coming out in ragged gasps as anticipation builds within her like an avalanche about to crash down upon them both. "P-pleasure me..." She manages