AllFreeNovel
Share Us
But he captures her ankle with one hand and then snags the hem of her shorts with the other and yanks her in.
“Ah!” she screams.
She crashes into the water, and Kade and the guys howl with laughter. I swim, one stroke carrying me over as she pops up, hair draped over her face and her grapes gone.
She heaves breath after breath, rising to her feet and hugging herself as her teeth chatter. “It’s cold.”
She shivers, and I grip the back of her neck, pushing her hair out of her face with my other hand.
I meet her eyes, and she smiles up at me, her chest shaking with laughter.
Everyone blurs behind her.
Her blue eyes under dark lashes gaze up at me, and I feel her thighs press into mine as I become aware that she’s wet. Her clothes stick to her, and I blink, my gaze dropping to her white T-shirt plastered to her stomach, her belly button visible just underneath.
She takes a step closer, coming in to get warm. She trembles against my body, and everything starts throbbing. Heat rushes down low, and my chest caves, feeling her hips in my hands even though I’m not touching her there. I want to. I want to hold herclose so badly.
Her smile suddenly falls, and I know she feels me. I rip my hand off her hair and back away. “Dylan, Jesus Christ…”
I say it like she did something wrong, and her brow pinches together.
I chuckle a little to shake it off, about to tell her she can have my towel on the deck chair, but Kade sinks beneath the water, through her legs, and rises back up with Dylan on his shoulders.
He spins her away from me, taking her to the others.
But she holds my eyes over her shoulder as she goes.
I wish they hadn’t been there. I wouldn’t have pushed her away.
Maybe I would’ve. I don’t know. It wasn’t the first time I’d gotten hard, but I think she noticed, and it freaked me out because I didn’t want it to freak her out.
I just couldn’t help it. Kade had started having sex a couple of months earlier, and it’s not like I took that as my cue to start doing it, too; but it gave me permission to want it, at least. And he seemed to know, because he never let us be alone together for very long from then on out.
I told myself a hundred times it had nothing to do with Dylan. She was a girl, and I trusted her completely. My thoughts about her weren’t a choice. They were simply a lack of options. I thought that whenever I left home, I’d find that there were others who made me feel good too.
I reach down and fist myself over my pants, too fucking hard.
“It’s dangerous,” she whispers against my mouth.
In my head, we’re somewhere dark. Hidden. Soft.
A bed.
I thrust into her, desperate to remove my jeans, her underwear. “I know.”
I bite her lip. She whimpers, pants. I grip her cotton panties, throbbing.
I squeeze myself, groaning at the daydream. There are others out there who will make me feel just as good. She could be anyone.
I close my eyes, trying to imagine another face. Another body.
“Fuck,”I moan as I dive into her mouth. “Are you sure?”
“It’s dangerous here,” she tells me in between kisses.
“I know.” My chest presses into her breasts. “But I want your first time to be in a bed.”
I draw in a deep breath, feeling her body underneath mine. She wants to have sex, and I don’t trust anyone else to touch her right.
