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Cash would kill me if he knew. He might have broken up with her, but I know he loves her. He's been talking about marrying her since the first week of freshman year.
This can only end in two ways.
Cash will come back, tell her he made a mistake, and they'll spend a lifetime together bored out of their fucking minds. And I'll just be the summer fling she thinks about when she remembers he'll never satisfy her the way I can.
Or she'll choose me, and I'll disappoint her the way I disappoint everyone in my life. I'll lose Cash, and I'll lose her.
But she's so warm and wet. Everything about her body is inviting. Her plump breasts. Her hard, pebbled nipples. The smell of her skin. Like honey and cinnamon. She's delicious. I want to taste every inch of her.
Cash's piece of shit face flashes in front of me and it hits me that even if she chooses him, I'll never get this chance again. I have one summer with her. I'm not fucking wasting it.
I pump into her, ignoring all the warning bells blaring in my head.
Cash is the only friend you've ever had.
Cash will destroy you.
Cash will never forgive you.
Cash will steal her back the first chance he gets.
She lets out a quivering breath as I move inside her, raw and unsheathed.
Probably should've put on a condom. I would with anyone else. But I didn't think. I never think when I'm with her. I just keep jumping out of the oak tree at the creek, hoping I remember how to swim.
"Wilder," she whispers my name as I thrust in and out of her.
She soaked. My balls are soaked, and I know the inside of her thighs are soaked. I prop myself up on my elbow and use my free hand to run over her body. Over her swollen breasts and her tight stomach. Her toned thighs and the meaty flesh of her ass. She's a wet dream. And I can't believe Cash didn't realize what he had while he had her. I'm sure he realizes now. But I'm not going to let my mind go there.
Maybe I can make this work. Maybe I won't disappoint her. Maybe I can prove to her that the boy who saw her six years ago a split second after his best friend did, can give her things no one else can. I can give her things the Allreds can't.
I've had more fun with you the past few weeks than I ever had with Cash.
I'm fun, but fun doesn't mean financially secure or marriage-worthy. Fun doesn't mean stable or steady.
I'm just a fun, summer fling.
I hear footsteps coming down the hall. I should really stop pummeling Blondie. The sound of her flesh bouncing off mine is surely echoing off the walls. But both Grandma and Grandpa can't hear without hearing aids. And they don't wear them very often. So, I keep up the pace.
"More," Blondie mutters as the floor creaks outside my door.
The footsteps keep going as I slide out of her and flip her over onto her stomach. I wrap my arms around her thighs and spread her wide open.
Wet, pink, and fucking mine.
I push back into her as I press a kiss to her shoulder. I doubt she and Cash did anything other than Missionary. The only thing Cash ever said about their uneventful sex life was that she gave mind-blowing blow jobs. I'm happy to confirm that's true. I usually never get off from a BJ. But with Blondie, I could barely hold it in.
The image of her mouth wrapped around my cock, saliva dripping down her chin, and onto her breasts, does me in and I can't hold back as I explode into her, a guttural groan leaving my mouth.
She wiggles beneath me, glancing over her shoulder as my heart races and blood pumps violently through my limbs.
I slide out of her and crawl onto the blankets beside her. Then, I slip my hand down her stomach and find her swollen, wet bundle of nerves. It's pulsating. Every inhale, and exhale of her breath feels like a dream. I tease her, running my fingers over her slowly. She turns her head into me, burying her face in my chest as her blond hair tickles my chin.
"Faster," she instructs.
I increase speed as her chest heaves up and down. Seconds later, she's coming undone against me. But it's not the quiet moans leaving her throat that make my heart beat erratically in my chest. It's the smile that forms on her lips as she brings a hand up to my face.
"That was amazing," she coos, her eyelids heavy.
