<div class="floatleft">(https://68.media.tumblr.com/e072c58a77faa5114dea55df3f07228a/tumblr_o6ey9rz0JP1vnvl33o1_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Marco Gutierrez<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Employee - Bartender<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong>August 1st | 1:15<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Poolside<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Pool Attire (http://cfc.polyvoreimg.com/cgi/img-set/.sig/VIKvJPKzQs9qt6orR1c60w/cid/212034713/id/XG9LNAuy5hGczS-2yHa90g/size/c600x469.jpg)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Caroline Wafford<strong>Mentioned:</strong>None<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>"We're even better out of the sack, actually."  He grinned playfully, the thigh under her hand flexing subtly as his hand slid a bit higher on her back.  He leaned in, lips lightly brushing across hers, giving her the chance to pull back or otherwise indicate the kiss was unwelcome.  Barring that, he pressed in for a deeper connection, tongue flicking out to run the tip languidly over the silky fullness of her bottom lip, tracing the shape as if he were mapping the precise curvature of her mouth.  His free hand rose to cup the side of her jaw, fingers partially threading through her soft hair.<br/><br/>He broke the kiss briefly, a smile touching his lips as he spoke, lips ever so lightly brushing against hers with his words.  "I'm more than happy to prove it, Caroline."  He dipped back in for another taste of her lips, drawing her deeper into the kiss as his tongue sought entrance to her mouth, exploring shallowly and teasing against her tongue.  He groaned softly at the reaction her nearness and the intimacy caused, his toes flexing in the water as he hardened, despite the cold, wet fabric covering his lap.