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I clung to Maddox, already regretting my dare.
Maddox chuckled, his back vibrating with the sound. My nipples hardened into two aching tips, and we both ignored it. I told myself my nipples were only reacting to the cold ocean, not because of Maddox.
“Don’t be a chicken.” He was keeping this from being awkward.
“Asshole,” I hissed, swatting his bicep.
Slowly, I untangled myself from his back and waded through the water, away from him. I kept afloat on my back, looking at the dark sky.
How did this happen…?
How did Maddox and I go from being enemies to friends… to best friends… to this?
Something slimy touched my feet, and I jumped, snapping out of my thoughts with a terrified squeal. Maddox swam over to me, and he pulled me into his arms. “What’s wrong?” he asked urgently, his hands sliding down my bare body, searching for any injuries.
Whatever it was slid over my foot again, and I shuddered. “Something just touched me!”
I wrapped my legs around his waist, peering into the water, as if I could see something, but it was too dark.
Maddox stroke my back. “It might just be a fish, Lila.”
“Um, I want to get out. Now.”
My thighs tightened around his waist, and it was then I realized…
Fuck.
Maddox’s eyes darkened as if he just came to the same realization. My core was seated right above his dick, the thin layers of our underwear the only barrier between us. Chest to chest, hips to hips, skin to skin.
My lungs squeezed, and I forgot how to breathe. My hands curled around his shoulders.
Time halted, and the world came to a stop.
The look on his face was something I’d never seen before, and I wished I knew what he was thinking. His jaw ticked, the muscles twitching. His pupils were dilated and dark, his blue eyes stormy with unreadable emotions. We looked at each other a little too long to be just friends.
“Lila,” he rasped. His head descended toward mine, his breath feathering over my lips.
I saw it in his eyes; Maddox was going to kiss me.
No, don’t.
Yes, please.
His lips parted, captivating me. He pressed me closer to him.
My heart stuttered, and my stomach twisted, butterflies raging inside. I could feel his hardness between my thighs. Maddox, of course, wasn’t unaffected. He was a guy, after all. His dick jerked, pressing against my pussy through the layers. I was hot, my core molten lava, and aching.
He just had to slide my panties to the side and thrust into me.
He could…
I was open to him; my thighs were spread around his hips.
As though unable to stop himself, he rocked against me, slightly thrusting up against my pussy.
A small whimper echoed through my lips, and my eyes fluttered close.
It was then he snapped.
Maddox roughly pulled away, the water rippling around us harshly. He slipped out of my embrace, forcing my legs to fall away from his waist. “It’s cold. We should get out,” he said, his rich voice hoarse. It sounded like he was swallowing the words and having difficulty speaking.
My chest cracked open and a searing pain racked through my body as Maddox swam away from me without another word.
Feeling more alone than ever, I ducked my head under the water and came back up for air, hoping the coldness would ease the heat of my body and clear my mind.
It didn’t work.
Slowly, I got out of the water. Maddox was sitting on the sand, still half naked, with his back to me. My throat seized with emotions I couldn’t explain, and I settled on the sand with him. Back to back, facing opposite directions. I watched the waves, letting it soothe my bleeding heart.
After a while, our breathing had evened out, our bodies no longer wet from our skinny dipping. Maddox cleared his throat. I turned my head to the side, keeping our backs pressed together. His hand came into view.
He was showing me his pinky.
God, Maddox.
Unshed tears blurred my vision.
“Friends?” he asked in a low voice.
I hooked my pinky around his. “Friends.”
We both lied to ourselves, but it was better that way. It had to be.
***
Maddox
A low groan escaped me before I could stop myself. Grabbing my pillow, I stuffed it over my face as my hand strayed toward my cock. This was so wrong; I shouldn't want her. Not like this. Never like this.
So. Fucking. Wrong.
Last night, our bodies pressed together in the water under the night sky – I almost lost control. I almost fucked her, right there.
And for a brief moment, I thought Lila was going to let me.
We were both edging toward something dangerous, and I didn’t know how to stop.
Because all I could think about were her lips–the way they part when she says my name; her eyes–the way they darken when she stares up at me. Her smooth neck – the way I wanted to bite her soft flesh and leave my marks there. Her hands... the way I wondered how they'd feel around my cock. Her goddamn tits, small and perky, perfect for my hands. She was made for me.
