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It was a hot afternoon. The sun burning bright against a clear blue sky, the air still and warm.
The kind of afternoon perfect for a long nap in an air-conditioned room.
But to my alluring neighbor, it was the best kind of afternoon to spend by the pool.
Honestly, when Scarlett had first suggested it, a small part of me wanted to refuse, because of the heat.
But now, watching her lithe form travel the length of the pool, I was so glad I had kept my mouth shut.
With brisk efficient strokes, her firm toned arms breaking the line of the water, she quickly reached the end.
Then she lithely turned in the water and swam back to the other side.
I was supposed to be counting her laps but watching her swim was just too distracting.
When she finally came up for air, I instinctively stood up and walked towards the edge of the pool.
She placed her palms on the tiled edge and then in an elegant smooth motion, hauled herself out of the water.
Muscles flexed and rippled across her sun-kissed shoulders, left bare and gleaming in the sunlight, thanks to her skimpy bikini top.
Water slowly trickled invitingly over the sinuously curved lines of her breasts and down her narrow waist, the tattoos along her rib-cage gleaming in the sunlight.
Her boy shorts clung to her hour-glass hips like a second skin, leaving nothing to the imagination.
I found myself grinning at her impish stubby toes, painted in a deep emerald-green shade.
"Like what you see?"
Her soft rasp made me look up with a jerk.
"Nice... erm... nice nail polish! The color matches your top!" I gestured vaguely. "And your... erm... shorts!"
One corner of her mouth slowly curved upwards. "Why yes, it does... thank you for noticing."
"Rare color. Didn't even know they made nail polish in that color."
I inwardly cringed but strangely, her half-smile deepened.
"I'll let you in on a little secret..." She leaned close to me and my heart slowly began to thump in my chest.
"I actually match my nail color to my underwear, so I have a lot of custom shades... I can show you one day... if you're interested..."
Visions of Scarlett in a lacy peach teddy, filled my mind. She writhed sensually on a nest of pillows, moaning softly as I nibbled on her peach-tipped toes.
I felt her warm breath on my cheek and blinked, looking deep into her dark green eyes.
In the brightness of the sun, little flecks of gold glimmered in their grass-green depths.
They searched mine and then stilled.
Water droplets glistened on her long dark lashes as she lowered her gaze slowly, almost coquettishly.
Then she wrapped her arms around herself and that brought me back to my senses.
I suddenly realized that I was holding a towel.
"Here!" I nearly threw it at her.
"Thank you." She murmured, wrapping the towel around her shoulders, a little smile playing around her lips. "Why don't you sit down? I'll be back, I need some water-"
"I'll get it!"
Without waiting for her reply, I ran away from the pool and into the house.
Okay, that was close! I have to stop ogling her! I don't want to make her uncomfortable!
Don't jeopardize your friendship with Ms. Johansson just because...
I stopped, remembering the sexy way she smiled with just one corner of her mouth.
But hey now! No, thoughts like that, are no good, not allowed, nope!
You want to be her friend, not her pervert creepy neighbor who's staring at her and thinking dirty things about her!
Be calm and cool and... don't think with your crotch!
Yeah, that's right! No thinking, no looking, no lingering touches, nope, nothing at all!
I suddenly realized I was standing right in front of the fridge.
I opened it and found two chilled bottles of mineral water.
How convenient.
I opened each bottle and began to empty them into a large glass jug. Then I placed the jug and two glasses on a tray.
I walked out of the large French windows and headed back towards the swimming pool.
I set the tray down on a stool next to the lounge chair where Scarlett lay stretched out on one towel, another towel completely covering her petite body from chest to toe.
"I'm back, sorry I took so long... had to find the... erm... kitchen! "
She had also covered those bewitching green eyes of hers with a pair of lime-green plastic sunglasses.
My Disappointment Is Immeasurable And My Day Is Ruined... wait, it's good, it's all good Y/N, you do not need the temptation!
"Thanks." She murmured softly. "I forgot to mention that I gave the help the day off."
"I got some ice as well." I placed the bucket on the floor and then sat down on the empty lounge chair.
The white-hot sting of metal scorched my ass and I jumped up with a loud squeal.
"Fuck! Hot! It's hot!"
Scarlett snorted with laughter and then immediately clapped her hand over her mouth.
"Sorry! I didn't mean to laugh but your squeal was... kinda cute." She said solemnly, with a little shrug.
Her sunglasses had slipped down her nose, so her green eyes twinkled merrily at me.
I immediately forgot about my burning ass.
Cute... she said cute... she thinks I'm cute... wait, she didn't say that...
Scarlett turned sideways, propping herself up on one elbow.
I took a deep breath.
Thanks to her new position, her towel had slipped off her chest, giving me a tantalizing view of her lush breasts pushing against her bikini top.
"I'm sorry, I should have warned you about the heat, you are going to need to put something on the chair, so that you can lie down... there should be another towel around here somewhere..."
We both looked around but couldn't see any.
"Why don't you just take off your clothes and lie down on them?"
I blinked really hard, not sure that I had heard her correctly.
"Huh?!"
"You are way too dressed for the pool. I'm feeling hot just looking at you. So take off your jeans and your t-shirt and spread them on the chair."
Truth be told, I did feel very warm, maybe my jeans were too thick or maybe it was the way she was smiling at me, her head tilted cutely to one side.
"But... but I can't... I've just got a..."
My cheeks were burning.
"I don't have a swimsuit on."
"That's alright." She shrugged. "I'm barely dressed myself!"
Oh believe me, Scarlett, I have noticed!
I shook my head from side to side, emphatically.
"Come on Y/N, there's no need to be shy! It's just the two of us here... besides, if you want an even tan, you need to take your clothes off."
"I didn't want to sunbathe... but hey, you're done swimming, right? So I'll go home, you can get some peace and quiet."
"But I want you to stay here with me... it gets lonely sitting out here all by myself in the sun..."
She paused.
"Please Y/N, we're friends, aren't we? You really don't need a suit..."
The word 'friend' and her soft tone got to me.
With all the finesse of a bear, I shucked off my jeans and pulled my t-shirt over my head.
Determinedly avoiding Scarlett's gaze, I clumsily draped the clothes over the lounge chair.
Then I sat down quickly and looked out over the pool.
"Isn't that better?"
I just nodded, folding my hands across my chest, then awkwardly shifting them down to my thighs.
Thank God I wore my new sports bra! And my shorts... wait... wait, is that a hole?! In my shorts?!
I surreptitiously peeked down.
Nope! It was just an illusion of light! Phew!
A clinking noise made me sit up, only to see Scarlett pouring water into the glasses.
Her sunglasses were back, her face serene as she held out a glass.
I took it from her, our fingers touching briefly.
Then she lay back in her chair, lightly tugging the towel around her and raised the glass to her lips.
I sipped absently from my glass, watching the delicate bronzed column of her throat flex as she drank deep.
Stop. Staring.
But I couldn't stop. I just wanted to look my fill of her, studying her lush rose-pink lips curve against the glass, hoping I could grow indifferent to her raw sensuality.
It was at that very moment, that her eyes meet mine above the rim of her sunglasses.
I choked on the water I was sipping.
Water went up my nose in a very painful manner and an icy cold sensation erupted against my chest.
"Look up." Firm soft fingers gently tilted my chin up.
I coughed, trying to clear the water from my throat. Then I realized Scarlett was kneeling by my chair, leaning against me for balance.
"Just relax..."
Her fingers were very close to my mouth.
"Glass. Dropped it?" I croaked out but then she placed a finger against my lips and I sat absolutely still.
"That's not important now. Don't talk."
What's important is that I really want to suck on your finger but I am not going to... I am going to regain control of the situation.
I cleared my throat and shifted in my seat.
That made Scarlett lift her finger away.
But in one quick shimmy, she sat down on the edge of my chair.
"Are you alright, Y/N?"
"Yup, yup, perfectly fine." I waved my hand dismissively. "Swallowed water the wrong way. Stupid thing to do. Was distracted."
"Distracted?" Scarlett leaned forward. "By what?"
I opened my mouth but I just couldn't speak because she was so damn close.
All my senses were occupied with her: the softness of her hips pressing against my side, emerald green boy-shorts riding high on her thighs, leaving her lean toned legs gleaming in the sunlight.
Even though it was hot and sticky, the sweaty friction between our pressed bodies was wonderful.
I wanted to close the distance between us, capture her lush mouth with me, taste every sensual curve of her pink lips.
"Earth to Y/N..." Her eyes twinkled, her voice lowering to a low throaty murmur. "You've gone really quiet. What's the matter?"
"Sorry..." I smacked my forehead hard, trying to clear the haze of sensual fogginess from my stupid brain.
"I just... I can't believe I dropped water all over myself, I'm such a klutz!"
Scarlett's lips slowly curved upwards into a very smile.
I nearly dissolved into a pool of aroused mush.
"That you are... but you are damn cute when you're clumsy... here, let me help you dry up..."
She lifted her towel and began to rub my chest in a slow circular fashion, dabbing away the water.
I instinctively shifted sideways, trying to give her more room on the chair.
"Erm... eh... thanks..."
I could feel the gentle pressure of her fingers on my skin, even through the towel.
It was so maddeningly sensual and teasing.
Stop staring, say something, say anything, don't look at her!
"Hey, your fingers nails match your toe nails... I like your attention to detail."
She chuckled throatily, making the throb in my crotch ache even harder.
"Y/N, you're very easily impressed! A lot of women wear matching nail polish..."
"But you really aren't like other women. You're... you're different."
Her warm smile froze in place.
Her green eyes that had been twinkling at me a moment ago, now looked past me, staring at something in the distance.
"Of course... because I'm a Hollywood celebrity."
"No, that's not what I meant!" That's... just your profession..." I shrugged. "You're... you are something real special..."
I could tell she didn't believe me but she smiled politely.
"Very kind of you to say so."
"Scarlett, you are special! Which Hollywood celeb would dare to take The House of the Mouse to court, to fight for what is rightfully theirs?"
Her eyes widened and I immediately flushed at my boldness.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that!"
"Are you... referring to Disney?"
"Yeah but... forget it, I, I don't want to bring up that subject..."
I wriggled uncomfortably in my seat.
"Look, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to piss you off-"
"I'm not pissed off, Y/N... I'm just..." She crinkled her nose cutely.
"The House of the Mouse! That's quite a unique way of putting it."
"It's from Reddit, I think... or wait, no, it's an old Disney show, I don't know, I think I read it in some article, anyways... that aside, you got... I mean, you are a terrific actress, goes without saying, I don't need to tell you that but honestly, acting is just one-sixteenth of what makes you special!"
Scarlett's eyebrows nearly disappeared into her hair.
"One-sixteenth! Wow!"
She lightly squeezed my arm.
"Please go on, I want to know about the remaining 93.75%..."
"Uhm... ninety... three... wait, how did you get 93?"
She smiled impishly, tucking her hair behind her ear with one hand.
"I just converted one-sixteenth to percentage, which amounts to 6.25%, which I then subtracted 100 from, to get 93.75."
"Okay, wow, that was fast! So, so you are good at Math as well! Hey, that's another thing that makes you so special!"
She let out a loud snort, rolling her eyes.
"Uhm, okay, your voice!" I said quickly. "Yeah! You have an amazing voice!"
"Well, yes." She shrugged. "I suppose I do sing well. I have a number of albums..."
"I'm not referring to your singing."
"Oh reallly..." She purred, leaning very close, her arm now resting on my lap.
My heart began to do a plinky-plonky dance in my chest.
"Do say more."
"Erm... well, you have a very unusually deep but soft voice... like... erm... oh! Velvety smooth chocolate sauce being drizzled slowly over vanilla ice cream!"
"Hmm... an interesting description..."
She pursed her mouth cutely, I could see she was struggling to hold back her laughter.
"Are you sure you aren't just... feeling hungry, Y/N?"
"Okay that was stupid but I'm struggling to find words to describe your voice properly!"
I paused, racking my brain for a response.
Scarlett's green eyes gazing into mine, wasn't making the task any easier.
"Your voice is so mesmerizing... like the vibrating purr of a cat... like the low thrum of a bass guitar... like the soft deep rumble of thunder echoing through dark clouds..."
My cheeks were burning but what was more surprising was Scarlett's reaction.
She blinked and then bit her bottom lip hard.
"A voice like yours could make an instruction manual sound like the most interesting thing in the world..."
Her long lashes covered her beautiful green eyes as a faint blush crept onto her delicate cheekbones.
I cleared my throat gruffly.
"I said what I meant and I meant what I said..."
And now I am quoting Dr. Seuss! Just shut it already!
She looked into my eyes, her beautiful smile deepening.
"An elephant's faithful one-hundred percent... stop being so cute, Y/N!"
"I'm not cute!"
She inched closer and gently caressed my cheek.
"The beauty you see in me... is a reflection of you, Y/N..."
My breath caught in my throat as her gaze lowered to my mouth.
Then her thumb grazed my bottom lip and my eyes fluttered close with overpowering sensations coursing through me.
"Y/N, I wanted to..."
I felt her breath on my face, the musky sun-kissed scent of her filling my senses and tensed with breathless anticipation.
Suddenly, a loud trilling noise broke the heady stillness.
I opened my eyes immediately.
Scarlett sighed softly.
"Shit. I knew I should have turned it off... maybe if we ignore it, it will stop..."
It took my Scarlett-addled brain a long minute to realize that her mobile was ringing.
Scarlett signed tiredly and then slowly stood up.
I nearly groaned with disappointment but managed to keep my mouth shut.
"I was supposed to call Dennis and I forgot, so now he's calling me! Shit"
She sighed again as she walked away from the lounge chairs, back towards the edge of the swimming pool.
Her phone was on a small stool.
She picked up the phone and then began to talk to someone.
As she paced along the border of the swimming pool, I lay back against my chair and sighed sadly to myself.
Well... I don't know what that moment was but it's all over now...
I folded my arms behind my head and closed my eyes.
Scarlett's green eyes filled my thoughts, teasing and seductive.
I heard the soft pitter-patter of bare feet and then a loud scraping noise, so I opened my eyes, only to see Scarlett tugging her lounge chair sideways.
"Wait, let me help you!"
I immediately picked up the other end of her chair.
"Thanks, just shift it sideways, to the left, a little more... that's it!"
I set the chair down and then realized that she had joined her chair to mine, the edges of the lounge seats touching each other.
"It's too sunny on that side." Scarlett said brightly as she shook out her towel. "Hope you don't mind."
"No, no, not at all."
Why would I mind lying next to a half-naked, maddeningly attractive woman?
"Let's get back to our relaxing and this time..."
She picked up her phone from the stool.
"No interruptions. I am going to turn this off."
I pulled my own phone out of my pocket and did the same, grinning inanely to myself.
"Okay... I think it's time to catch some rays..."
Saying so, Scarlett lay back against the chair, raised her hands above her head and stretched herself with a loud sigh.
I drank in the sight of her petite body, sunlight framing every inch of her glorious curves.
I bit my lip as I lowered my gaze, down the silky curve of her abdomen adorned by tattoos: an ornate rose on one ribcage and an owl in flight, on the other.
But what caught my eye was her belly button, right below the owl.
So impishly tiny... and perfectly centered... is there any part of this woman that isn't attractive? Is there?!
"Whatchya looking at, Y/N?"
I jerked my head up.
"I wasn't! I mean, I was... eh... just admiring your tattoos! Yeah! Your tattoos!"
She tucked a golden strand of hair behind her ear.
"My tattoos..."
"They look good. Really detailed, good quality inking, the texture and shadowing is very well done. Their placement is good too, like even though you have so many, they aren't crowded together."
I was blabbing and I could tell she knew, from the smirk growing on her face.
"I am so glad you approve."
My cheeks were on fire and I quickly looked away from her teasing gaze.
"Sorry for staring."
"It's alright, Y/N."
Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Scarlett studying me but I just kept quiet because I was really embarrassed.
"Y/N, it's really hot..."
"Yup, yup, it is..."
"So why don't you use some sunscreen?"
I slowly glanced sideways. Scarlett had propped herself up on one elbow, a little smile playing around her lips.
Thanks to her position, her bikini dipped sideways and an alluring rosy nipple peeked teasingly at me.
Dear God in Heaven, is it possible to die of lust?
"Well I..." I swallowed hard, trying to remain focused on the conversation. "I don't need screen, why would I need sunscreen, I am not the one sunbathing..."
She raised one eyebrow, a sexy little movement that made my crotch throb almost painfully.
"Y/N, you are going to be sitting out here in the hot sun, with just a bra and shorts on, you definitely need sunscreen."
Then I remembered that even I was half naked and flushed.
"I forgot about that... I can put my shirt back on-"
"Don't you dare." Scarlett's soft hand closed around mine.
She sat up and scooted close to me.
"First, I'll apply sunscreen on you and then you do the same for me, okay?"
She lifted the sunscreen bottle and squirted some lotion on her palm.
Then she dipped her finger into the lotion.
"Now hold still."
I immediately closed my eyes tightly, making Scarlett giggle.
Then I felt her finger on my forehead, gently rubbing the lotion into my skin.
The gentle pressure stopped and then returned quickly, this time on my cheeks.
"Don't worry... I won't go too close to your eyes..."
Her fingers massaged one cheek gently and then the other, in a very soothing manner.
"And now for..."
Again, the gentle pressure ebbed and then I felt her fingers on my jaw.
A thrill of pleasure ran up my spine and I leaned into her hand.
"You like that, huh?"
Her throaty rasp made me smile.
"Yesss... I really like it-Oooo!"
I shuddered with pleasure as she kneaded her fingers into my skin.
"Scarlett please... please..."
"Yes, Y/N?"
Her clever firm fingers didn't stop, they went on massaging that very sensitive spot on my face.
My eyes fluttered open.
One part of me was vaguely puzzled by the smirk of utmost satisfaction on her beautiful face.
The other part of me, dazed and delirious from sensation, wanted more.
"More... harder... a little more harder... please... please Scarlett..."
She shifted closer, the musky heady scent of her filling my nostrils, our faces lightly brushing against each other.
"How can I refuse... when you say please so prettily..."
Her fingers tightened on my jaw in a most pleasurable manner.
Awash with pleasure, I tilted my head and pressed my lips against her palm, then lightly nipped her soft flesh.
Scarlett's sharp intake of breath made me realize what I had done.
Shiiit!
Without thinking and desperate to put some distance between us, I leaned sideways and fell off the chair.
"Y/N!"
I quickly scrambled to my feet.
"I think that's enough sunscreen for me!"
Scarlett didn't say a word.
Her green eyes silently searched mine, as if she was trying to read my mind.
I scratched my head awkwardly, feeling very nervous under her relentless gaze.
"Maybe it would be best if I left..."
That made her blink.
"Leave? But... but why?"
She tilted her head to one side.
"Do you have to be somewhere?"
"No, no, I got nothing."
"Then don't go! I need you to do me now!"
"Eh..." I shook my head in confusion. "Do you... what now?"