Sierra Summers leaned into Caleb Sterling's embrace, her hand flapping in the air, trying to reach behind to touch the strap on her back, only to realize halfway that her swimsuit had already fallen off.
Her hand supported against Caleb Sterling's tightly clinging wet shirt, intending to look down to find her swimsuit, but with just one move, some indescribable parts collided with Caleb's, truly an accident, yet this accident made Caleb let out a muffled groan.
Caleb gripped Sierra's waist tightly; her delicate skin couldn't withstand Caleb's lack of gentleness, making Sierra twist her waist and frown with a coquettish complaint, "My waist!! It hurts... what are you doing..."
Her voice softened into a mess, accompanied by light squeals of "humming and hawing", unable to stand on her own, relying entirely on Caleb as a mountain to lean on for support.
