She slid down to the edge of the swimming pool and quietly watched the man swimming smoothly in the water. Then she began to do the doggy-paddle...

Perhaps because the pool was too large for her to swim in that style, or perhaps because she had not swum for a long time, she began to sink within a few minutes. She was so frightened that she accidentally swallowed several gulps of water.

At that moment, she felt her waist tighten, and suddenly she was out of the water.

Turning her head, she saw Ethan standing behind her, his hands encircling her slim waist. Two drenched bodies were tightly clinging together.

Kylie's hair stuck to her body, and her skin looked fairer.

Her thick eyelashes were soaked, and her chest was going up and down, trying to breathe.

The big hands on her waist were getting hotter and hotter. Kylie unconsciously placed her hands on his arms. The touch of the tight muscles made her face more and more flushed.

She turned her head and looked into Ethan's dark, deep eyes.

Kylie's heart went pit-a-pat; she could clearly hear it.

Suddenly, there was a splash in the water!

She was turned around by Ethan and was now standing in front of him, face to face when a kiss fell right on her lips.

He sucks her lips, Ethan's arms got tighter. The two bodies were stuck together; the swimming pool was full of the most primitive desires between man and woman.

Soon, Kylie felt his erection against her. She was surprised.: Isn't he impotent? She thought.

His kiss was wild and irregular. Kylie felt as though her heart was about to be sucked out of her throat. She managed to control her rapid breathing and enjoyed his kiss.

She closed her eyes. The kiss fell on her forehead, her nose, her lips...

***

After Aiden and Khloe had checked in, Khloe complained about Kylie's misunderstanding of her. Aiden pressed back his bad temper and patiently coaxed her for a while.

Then Khloe took a bath. Aiden smoked on the balcony. His room was right opposite from Kylie's room. The romantic and sexy scene was completely presented to him.

Watching as the man and woman kissed torridly, Aiden furiously squeezed his cigarette into several sections.

His handsome face was as tight as a pressed spring, and his eyes were full of envy. He hit the railing to vent his anger.

It hurt. Aiden took a deep breath and turned into the room. He called the front desk: "This is the sea-view-room No.8; if you don't send the curtains to me in two minutes, I'll check out!"

***

Ethan's big hands pressed against Kylie's back, and his lips never left hers. The kisses were domineering and focused, but not rough.

Ethan lifted her up. She sat on his waist, and instinctively fixed her body by clamping her legs around his waist.

"Lord...Lord Ethan..." Kylie's voice trembled because of his strong kisses. "I just choked on the water...I don't need artificial respiration..."

Kylie knew that he was not trying to save her, but that he was kissing her to death!

As punishment, Ethan bit down hard on her lips.

"Ow!" Kylie was about to scold him when the doorbell rang.

She pushed him hard, said: "The bell is ringing..." Her lips were as red as a cherry.

She reckoned that perhaps that was the friend he hadn't met with earlier.

Ethan's eyes became dark and bottomless, and he did not seem to intend to open the door.

But the doorbell kept ringing; it seemed that it wouldn't stop until the door was opened.

Kylie lowered her head and pushed at his chest again.

Taking a deep breath, Ethan put her down on the poolside, then got up to open the door.

Outside the door, the smile on the waiter's face collapsed when he saw Ethan's cold face.

The waiter stiffened. After a few seconds, he stuttered: "Sir...this is...this is the curtains...the curtains you need..."

"Get out!" Ethan directly slammed the door in his face.

The waiter was scared. He pulled a long face and looked at his watch. "Did not exceed two minutes...Why was he so furious?"

Kylie came over with a towel wrapped around her body. Wiping her hair, she asked: "Was that your friend?"

Ethan strode to her with a cold and horrible face. "No."

"Then who was it...?"

"Got the wrong door."

"Oh..." Kylie looked everywhere, but not at Ethan. She was afraid to look into his eyes and was deliberately playing with her wet hair to ease the tension.

Jesus Christ! Is he going to continue... she thought.

As Ethan stood in front of her, she suddenly raised her head and threw her body towel at his face.

"Wipe yourself dry first; be careful not to catch a cold...I...I'll go take a shower."

By the time that Ethan had taken down the towel, Kylie had fled.

But where could she escape? Ethan casually wiped the water from his hair, and a smile shone in his dark eyes.

In the opposite room, Aiden was playing games on his phone. The TV was on.

Khloe came out of the bathroom, deliberately wearing sultry pajamas. She walked towards Aiden, applying moisturizer.

"What are you laughing at?"

Stunned, he touched his own face. "I'm not laughing."

Khloe came to his side and sat down on his legs, asking with a joking smile: "Did you peek at me when I was showering...Why else would you snicker? Be honest!"

Now Aiden really laughed. "I'm playing games, and there's a rookie on the team. I was laughing at him."

Certainly, he was in a good mood; he had succeeded at disrupting Kylie and Ethan's public love-making.

"What game? I want to play too." Saying this, Khloe reached over to take his cell phone.

But he dodged her and said: "You're tired enough. Don't play games, but take a good rest."

"Then, you help me put this lotion on my back..." Khloe played the woman, and wriggled into his arms, squeezing the lotion into his hand.

Throwing the cell phone aside, Aiden let Khloe lie on the sofa. "OK, I'll help you..."

"Aiden..." Khloe buried her head into the cushion. "Shall we take a photo and post it on Instagram?"