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Easy, my arse.
Rest hard, maybe.
Deep breath, man.
I pulled my head out of my arse and swayed her arm back and forth in a throwing motion. “Like this. Ready?”
“For what?” she asked.
“I’ll move your arm and tell you when to let go.”
She nodded. “Okay.”
I swung her arm a couple more times, then said, “Now.”
She let go of the stone. It skipped twice before plonking into the water. But it was enough and she was fucking thrilled. Her arms shot into the air in excitement. I couldn’t help but laugh, as proud of her as she was. I wrapped my arms around her waist and spun her around. When her feet hit the ground again, I didn’t seem to be able to let go of her.
“See, told you that you could do it,” I said, feeling my lips brush the shell of her ear.
One more second and I’ll let go,I thought.
“Again!” she laughed, hugging my arms before she spun in my arms to take up the position.
This time, my hand went to her hip, my nose dropped to her neck, and I swung her arm slower. To be honest, I was surprised the first time had worked. I was quite happy to try this as many times as she wanted. I just hoped she couldn’t feel my hard on.
“Ready?” I asked.
She nodded. “Ready.”
Jesus, my lips were practically on her neck. I could kiss it. I could kiss her.
“Now,” I said and she let go.
That time, the stone only skipped once.
“Still better than nothing,” she said warmly.
She had to have not been thinking because from having her back up against my front, she just bent over to pick up another stone. So I had Piper Barlow’s arse pushed against my leg and, for a guy who wasn’t well-known for resisting things that were bad for him, I was very proud of myself.
I actually looked up at the sky and prayed for strength, but it seemed to work. Thankfully, she didn’t notice. If she did notice, she didn’t say anything.
By the time she’d skipped a stone a couple of times three times in a row, my cock ached and she was ecstatic.
“Oh, watch out. I’ll get better than you soon,” she sassed, dancing a little.
“You what?” I laughed, wishing I didn’t enjoy seeing her like this.
“Yep, the student becomes the master.” She actually brushed her shoulders off.
A laugh bubbled out of me. A huge, warm, bright laugh. I hadn’t felt something that pure and simple in a very long time. A rush of…something hit me. Something for this Little Miss Popular who was sweet and sexy and oh so much more.
“Yeah, we’ll see about that,” I told her and started tickling her.
Whatever possessed me to do such a weird thing, she didn’t seem to hate it.
All she did was desperately try to say, “Uncle,” between giggles as she held onto me.
“I think you’ll find it’s pronounced ‘uncie’,” I told her, managing to keep my voice steady.
