You sat on the patio in the swinging chair, sipping a pink mojito; with your iPod ; enjoying the tunes of Chris Browns "Oh Yeah!". The sun beat down in rays, as Prod was cutting the grass, you watched him ;admiring the way the sweat glistened off his muscular arms and rolled down the slope of his neck. His white beater clinging to his broad sweaty chest, and toned abs. He pushed the lawn mower with force. When finished , he locked the lawn mower away in the garage; and went to grab a bottle of water.
"Babe, why are you sitting out here in this hot sun". He asked squinting his eye's , taking a large gulp of cold water from his bottle.
"It's not that hot." You replied sipping your drink again.
"It's hot enough" He said walking off the patio to the side of the house.
He came back around with his shirt off, and the watering hose in has hands. He turned it on and began running the water over his head, chest, and back. You rested , your head back with your eye's closed again. Until you felt a huge splash of cold water rush over your leg's. You opened your eyes to see Prod, with a huge smile on his face still running the water hose over himself.
"Your always starting something" You said walking nonchalantly down the steps. You began chasing him, trying to take the hose.
"Babe, it's just water" He said laughing , he began wetting you with the hose again , dousing you in cold water.
"Stop!" You yelled trying to pull the hose away from him spraying water over the both of you. He continuously wet you up with the hose, you were ready to give up until you slipped on the hose, causing you to fall on the wet ,freshly cut grass.
"See what you did to yourself." He laughed bending down on top of you.
"You started it" You said rolling your eye's
"Hey, I was cooling you off."
"I didn't want to be wet though" You said poking your bottom lip out.
"Awe don't pout baby" He said placing his hand under your chin, kissing your bottom lip.
You smiled up at him, he placed his palms over your head and bent down, kissing you. You , pushed him down climbing on top of his waistline, grabbed the hose and began spraying him.
"Ashley!" He yelled wiping water from his face.
"Hey, its water. I was just cooling you off" You said smiling, repeating his words.
He squeezed your thigh tightly.
"Oww" You yelped rubbing your leg. He smirked, putting his hands up to block the hit's you threw at him.
You placed your palms on chest, and bent down and slightly bit his neck. He gripped your waist tightly
"Babe," He smiled "On the lawn , really ?"
"Nothings wrong with a little tease" You said still grinding
"It is if you start something you can't finish". He said
You got up quickly , and began running to the patio door.
"Don't run now," Prod said chasing after you.
Before you got to the landing of the stair's Prod caught up to you. Picking you up from behind.
"Let me go!" You squealed.
"Un-Uh" He said forcing you to the wall; your back facing his chest.
He lifted your hands above your head, and hovered his lips over your ear.
He nibbled the top of your ear, and began kissing your neck. He slowly grinded up against you , making you quiver. He slid his hand , around to your stomach and down into your panties, beginning to rub your *lips* softly. Continuously circling your clit with his thumb, fingering you with his index and middle finger. He kissed the side of your neck biting a little every now and then. You were on the edge of your peak, when Prods lips brushed your ear.
"This is what happens when you start something you cant finish" He says' and with that, he releases his fingers from your panties. Leaving you frustrated,
"Prod !" You whimpered surprised at how he'd left you hanging. "You can't just leave me like like that!" You says frustrated.
"Yeah I can" he replied back.
