It was such a good rush, the way he grabbed her and hauled her up so she could wrap her legs around his waist as he carried her out of the pool. The water did a fair bit of work for both of them but, for a moment, before she dropped her feet and found the steps beneath her, he was supporting her completely. It wasn't the strength, but the support that did it for her and, naturally, his hands grasping her ass. The slap didn't hurt either. She gave him a playful smirk and turned, stepping up to the edge of the pool and putting a little bit of distance between them. Then she hooked her thumbs under the edge of her bikini bottoms and wiggled them down over her hips and thighs and down to the floor.
She didn't seem like she had any issues at all being naked, at least not with the way she turned and crooked a finger at him to coax him closer again, taking a step back every time he took a step forward until she had backed up against one of the lounge chairs. "You," she pointed at him, "there," and then at the chair. "Unless you have other thoughts but I'm pretty sure there's not going to be any complaints when I'm done."