Page 36 of Good Girls Beg

I grunted my agreement. The ocean was beautiful, but it wasn't anything compared to the sight of her slick pussy and hard, dusky nipple. I could have stared at her all night.

She lay there for a minute or two before she rolled off the bed and disappeared in the direction of the bathroom.

I stared at the indent in her bed covers and sighed. A camera in her bathroom might be a good idea, so I could watch her while she showered. Better yet, I could join her in there.

"That reminds me of why I came in here," Fade said. "I developed a new app. I thought you'd find it interesting." He had that sly look on his face when he came up with something he knew I'd like.

I sat back in my chair, my hands behind my head, and listened. He was right, I liked the idea, but what would Teddie think? I decided it didn't matter. She agreed to follow our rules. This would just streamline it.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

TEDDIE

The water was freezing when I first jumped in. By the time I reached the end of my first lap and turned around, I was used to it.

With summer rapidly approaching, I could get used to having a pool right outside the house. Pop would say we had the biggest pool in the world a few steps away, but swimming laps in the ocean wasn't the same. For one thing, it was difficult to swim in a straight line when the waves had other ideas.

I touched the wall with my fingertips and turned around again. The back of my neck tickled, like someone was watching. I'd had the same feeling the night before, when I was getting myself off with the lipstick vibrator. I was imagining it then, maybe I was imagining it now. Some part of me must still be on edge since I was living with a bunch of virtual strangers. Putting it that way, it made perfect sense.

I ignored the feeling until I hit the other side of the pool, right in front of a pair of feet.

I grabbed hold of the edge and glanced up.

Fade stood on the pool deck in a t-shirt, cargo pants, and bare feet. He was looking down at me with a hint of amusement. "What do you know?" he drawled. "Teddie swims."

I snorted. "Very original." As if I hadn't heard that a thousand times since the singer became more popular. I admit to having more than a few of his songs on my playlist. For the record, he was a much better singer than I was.

"I can't believe someone said that before I did," Fade said sarcastically. "Where's your phone?"

"Why do you want to know?" I tried to avoid glancing over to where it lay on a chair on the pool deck.

"Because I'm putting something on it. You might want to get out and see."

I got the impression he was hoping I was skinny-dipping. He seemed disappointed when I climbed the pool steps in swim shorts and a tankini. As if I was going to be swimming naked at nine o'clock on a Saturday morning. That was definitely a Tuesday afternoon activity.

"You're not putting any dick pics on there, are you?" I asked. Right now, he wasn't pulling down his pants to take a photo with my phone. Yet.

"I wasn't going to, but you were the one who brought up my cock." He scooped up my phone. "What's your passcode?"

"You know the idea of a passcode is to keep someone from snooping in your phone, right?" I picked up my towel and wrapped it around myself.

"You say that like I couldn't break in." He glanced up at me. "Telling me your passcode would make it easier for everyone." Nothing in his expression suggested he was bluffing. Of course he wasn't. If you looked up the definition of arrogant, you'd see a photo of Fade Mitchell. It would be the one right beside Oak Bennett and Helmut Egger. I had to admit, so far, Hel was better at keeping it in check than the other two.

I sighed and told Fade the number.

Skeptical, like he was sure I told him the wrong code, he punched it in. My screen unlocked.

If he had an opinion of my phone background, a photo of my dads in their full drag costumes, I couldn't tell. Good, because I had no plan to change it. Their smiling faces were a reminder of why I was doing this in the first place. Swimming in a private pool right beside the ocean. Okay, it wasn't all bad.

Fade held up his own phone and dropped something from that to mine, and tapped on my screen a few more times. "There you go. No excuses for forgetting."

"Forgetting what?" I took the device when he handed it to me and squinted at the screen.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" I asked. "You made an app with rules for every day I'm living here?"

He seemed to enjoy telling me yesterday's rule, insisting I spend the entire day without wearing panties. I got the impression it was his idea. Was he hoping to make it easier for me to get myself off while thinking about him? He had, that was a secret I'd take to my grave, but I wasn't only thinking about him while the vibrator was humming against my clit. Oak and Hel featured heavily too. Filling all of my holes, grunting and groaning as they thrust into me. Their hands and mouths all over me.

I adjusted my towel, hoping my thoughts weren't written all over my face. No doubt he'd love that.