Jean was having trouble breathing after their kissing ended. It was so guh that she just wanted to squee and sink to the bottom of the pool. She had only thought she could be made to feel this way by Professor Summers. Despite the water being cool, her body felt feverishly warm. Her nipples were hard, her breasts aching.
"M-maybe," the redhead agreed tentatively. "Or we could go over to one of the small kiddie pools and I can make everyone stay far, far away. Then we can..."
Voice trailing off, Jean was too shy to say what it was that she was thinking. Feeling was more like it. She was craving Anna's lips on her own, the feel of their bodies pressing together. The new, strange feelings were too intense, and she found herself moaning softly.
"It is a long drive back to the manor," she warned, which meant a very long wait.