I’m standing by the edge of the pool as soon as Marco surfaces.

I wonder if I pissed him off when I pushed him in when he least expected it. I doubt it, though. He tried his very best to pull me in too, but I managed to struggle free—and in the process, submerged him again.

Marco is probably one of the gentlest men I’ve ever met. I’m sure he can get pissed at work-related stuff, but as far as playing around like this, I bet there isn’t any meanness in him.

“Thanks for the push,” Marco says, a smile forming up on his lips. “And for resisting my efforts to pull you in. Why don’t you join me?”

So I do.

While I’m underwater, I grab Marco’s cock and play with it—and it turns hard right away in my hand. I surface and wrap my arms and legs around him.

“You can’t tease me like that.”

He smiles and stares into my eyes, holding onto me as he walks us to the side of the pool. He pushes me up against the hard concrete wall and kisses me.

As he does this, I think about the fun I’m having with him. The time I’ve spent with each of the brothers makes me love them even more—but the confusion is still there.

Am I fighting the right fight? Am I doing the right thing by getting the dirt on them?

My contact’s words are ringing in my head. What if the senator is the bad guy and not the Monatello brothers? What if I have it all wrong?

I’m pretty sure the brothers are going to get rid of me. I know it’s just a matter of time before everything turns to shit.

And then what? They’ll kick me to the curb like a bag of trash?

I return my thoughts to the present. Marco’s cock is still hard. I feel it rubbing between my legs. I can’t tell if I’m wet down there, since we’re, well, in the pool.

He puts his cock inside me without a problem. Now I’m sure I’m wet.

He kisses my neck and my tits while we move with his cock inside me. It doesn’t take long until he comes again.

It takes me a little longer. I’m sidetracked by my stupid-assed thoughts.

He kisses me as soon as I finish moaning. Those big blues eyes of his could melt anyone right where they stand.

Marco grabs my hips and puts me up on the pool edge. Then he climbs out himself.

“Come on.” He reaches his hand down and helps me stand up. He doesn’t let go until we get to the spa.

I step into the hot, steamy spa. I don’t use one very often, but I’m sure Marco has a plan.

He climbs in right behind and sits down next to me.

We kiss. He moves my legs apart and uses two fingers to rub my clit. I use my right hand to grab his cock.

He releases the kiss as we both moan. He uses his right hand to rub my nipples, taking turns with each of them. They harden instantly, and a warm tingling spreads through me.

He stands up in front of me, inviting me to suck his cock again.

I grab it with my right hand. It hardens as soon as I touch it. I lick the outside and tease him until he grabs my head, pushing my mouth toward his cock.

Sucking on his cock, I put as much of it in my mouth as I can. As he glides in and out of me, I let my tongue caress his shaft and lick around the base. It’s like I’m licking a massive ice cream cone. My fingers play with his balls.

As bubbles bounce around us, I can feel his muscles tighten. His hands grab my hair and pull on it as he unloads his massive load of cum into my mouth.

Hungrily, I swallow every last drop.

My thoughts from earlier try to return to my head, but I won’t let them. I’m having too much fun with Marco. I can’t think about that right now.

Marco sits down beside me in the spa. He runs his left hand through my hair, smiling at me. He reaches over to kiss me. I’ve still got the remains of his cum in my mouth.

“I think we’ve had enough fun for tonight. It’s getting late, and I could use some sleep.” Marco climbs out of the spa. He holds his left hand out for me.

“I’m not ready to stop.”

I’m not sure why I said that.

“There’s the shower.”

He glances in the direction of the outdoor shower by the house and back toward me.

I grab his hand and step out of the spa.

We walk to the tiled shower. Marco turns on the water and checks to make sure the water is hot. He steps in, and I follow.

We kiss again. He runs his tongue all over my neck before grabbing one tit with his teeth and sucking on it. He repeats the same thing with the other tit.

I get the tingly feeling between my legs for the umpteenth time that night.

He kneels down in front of me and spreads my legs. He fingers me, and then he licks my clit with his mouth.

I grab his dark hair to keep him from moving. This time, I feel like I’ll explode—and I don’t want the feeling to stop.

He stands up, grinning at me. “That felt good, huh?”

I smile back at him. “You have no idea.”

His cock rubs against my body, hovering near the opening of my pussy. I push my hips to meet his.

I want him. I need him.

“Fuck me, Marco. Fuck me hard.”

He doesn’t need a further invitation. He lifts me off the ground a little, and I wrap my legs around his waist. Hot water cascades around and on top of us as we fuck like this. I feel my orgasm build deep within me. Volcano-like, I erupt as he shoots his cum into me.

I rest my head against his chest, trying to make the most of this moment.

“You sure know how to fuck.” He kisses the top of my head.

“I’ve done it a few times,” I mumble, and stay where I am.