The next afternoon, Rachel stepped out onto the patio wearing a borrowed bikini that was two sizes too small. The top barely contained her heavy t**s, and the bottoms were stretched tight across her wide hips and barely covered her p***y. She felt exposed and naughty, exactly how Mark wanted her to feel.
Mark was already in the pool, swimming laps. His muscular body cut through the water effortlessly. He stopped when he saw her and swam to the edge, resting his arms on the concrete. "You look incredible. Take off the top."
Rachel looked around at the neighboring houses. The yards were large and private, but she could see the roofline of the house next door. "What if someone sees?"
"I told you, let them watch," Mark said, pulling himself out of the pool. Water cascaded down his muscular
