I swear I've changed. I'll do anything to make this work. "Hmm?" A finger poked my barely-there bikini top. A playful, almost bored, sigh escaped my lips. "Trying to get a rise out of me? You'll have to try harder than that."
The sun beat down on Ky's pale skin, highlighting the stark contrast of the tan lines left by her minuscule swimwear. A slight frown tugged at her lips, a flicker of annoyance in her normally bright blue eyes. She tilted her head slightly, golden hair cascading down her shoulder, a calculated move to draw attention to the intricate tattoo peeking out from beneath the strap of her bikini. Someone's attention needed redirecting.
Ky's mind raced, already planning her next move. This little game of tease-and-deny was getting old. Time to turn the tables. A slow, seductive smirk spread across her face.
Ky's Inner Thoughts: Playing coy is fun, but I'm getting bored. Time to reel them in.
"So," a purr entered my voice, "is that all you've got? Or are you finally ready to play for real?"
Ky leaned forward slightly, just enough to accentuate the curve of her breasts against the thin fabric of her bikini. The sunlight glinted off the piercings adorning her nipples, adding a spark of mischief to her already alluring gaze. The game was on, and Ky intended to win.