Poolside bikini pulled aside right after the guests left

Poolside after the guests finally left, she stayed spread on the warm tiles in her tiny purple bikini while he stepped close. His hands cupped her breasts from behind, thumbs brushing the scalloped edges as he slowly peeled the wet fabric aside. She bit her lip, smiling at the camera, feeling him harden against her back while the water lapped at her dangling feet. Her breath caught in the softest whimper when his fingers traced her navel and slipped lower, the charged silence broken only by quiet splashes and her low, needy hum. This was the moment she had waited for all afternoon, finally alone with him at the edge of the pool.