The game part 2

Mike was watching me intently as I ran back to the net, his eyes fixed on my body. I could feel my heart racing as I hit the ball over, feeling the wind rush beneath my arms.

"Good job," he said after a particularly hard shot and slapped me lightly on my bare ass.

I could feel my body react to his touch, and I couldn't help myself from smiling and turning around to face him.

He was so close to me, and I could see the spark in his brown eyes when he gazed at me. I wanted to grab him and kiss him right there on the beach, but I held back, knowing that I needed to play it cool.

We continued playing the game, and I could feel the tension between us growing stronger by the minute. After every point he was ruffling my hair or touching my naked back.