"No." I whispered.
Candace lifted herself up onto one elbow and my cock gave another jerk as I caught a glimpse of her right breast. She pulled her sunglasses down and said tightly, "Get the fuck out of here!"
"No." I said with a little more volume and bravery.
"If you don't get out of here I'm going to call the police."
"I don't think so Candy. I think you owe me." Even though my voice was shaking I had to have her, I had to make her take care of my rock hard dick. This was just not something that masturbation was going to manage.
She reached for her phone and flopped back down onto the lounge chair. Laughing, she said to me, "You are going to get raped hard in jail little nerd."
What came over me then I'll never know for sure. Maybe it was just shear animal lust. Some age-old desire that couldn't be denied. I grabbed the phone from her and flung it into the pool. She gasped and went to rise off the lounge to retrieve it but stopped almost immediately. My swimsuit was about to break apart at the front seam from the hardness of my cock and now it was right in her face. Neither of us moved or even seemed to breathe.