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"And miss public sex? Not a chance. He'll likely be at work." My phone vibrates twice. I pull it out to a text from Joel. I open it.
Joel:Get your ass back here, fucker. Your cock has had enough dips in the pool for a while. We're going out. Bring the hottie. I can watch you hit it later when you're both drunk. So much better than those photos you won't send even though she'd never know.
Tynleigh laughs and I look up, not realizing she's reading the text. "I'm sorry. He has a few screws loose. He's not as much of a douche as he seems."
"You want to go?"
"I don't have much of a choice. I've been gone the last two nights," I say, a grin already present. "I kind of owe him."
"I meant all of us. Sounds like premeditated fun. I think I'll like him."
I rub my beard, thinking. This could be really fun or a total disaster. "You sure? You really want to come? Because I probably wouldn't bring Saxton unless you want an awkward night. Oh, and I feel I should warn you. He has no filter."
"My kind of people," she says, laughter coming through. "I'll go. Saxton and Kambry stay holed up in their room anyway." She grabs the bottom of her shirt and pulls it up her body, removing it, finally giving me a look at what I've been imagining all day.
"What are you doing?"
She holds out her hand. "Let me see your phone."
I hand it to her; unsure of why she wants it, the message box still open. "Don't worry. I won't dig through your contacts or messages."
The smirk is cute; although, I really didn't even consider what was in it she may or may not see. Nothing really. Ninety percent of the time girls know not to call me; for the ones that even have my number anyway. That little black book known as my phone contacts rarely gets used. I mostly rely on bars and social gatherings put on by old friends for girls, and then leave them behind with a new number in my phone that never gets used. "I didn't figure you would," I respond.
She turns around to face the beach. "Give me some cleavage."
"What?" I ask, a little caught off guard, my hands already on her hips from behind.
She grabs my hand, pulling it to her tits. "Stop asking so many questions and just do. Both sides."
God, she's bossy, and my cock stirs. My other hand follows behind her lead, my fingers folding over the fabric of her cups, pulling them toward her shoulders to expose a large portion of her breasts. She positions the phone out in front of us, the camera already pulled up from the message box, zooming in on her rack. She snaps the photo and then bends over the rail like before, my hands slipping away from their hold, her ass in my crotch as she begins typing out a message. It's quickly getting darker, the sun disappearing a little more with each passing second. A few seconds later she turns and hands the phone back to me. I read the outgoing message.
Me:Consider your invite accepted. If you wanted photos you should have asked the one that has access to the parts. We'll be there as soon as we drop the lovebirds off at the nest. You better provide me with lots of alcohol if you want to watch. Voyeurism sounds hot, but booze are the cost. ;) –Tynleigh
A reply comes through.
Joel:Just show up. Supplies are already here. Consider it done.
I shove the phone in my pocket, staring at her. "What?" she asks, as if her response was nothing out of the ordinary.
"You're full of surprises."
"I told you, B, there's a lot you don't know about me."
"If you're joking you better tell him now. Otherwise, he'll expect it. He has no shame when it comes to girls. I've known him all of my life."
She grabs the front of my jeans and pulls me toward her, my hands firmly gripping the railing to each side of her. "Look into my eyes. Do I look like a girl that would lie for attention? I never joke about things like that."
"You're going to let me fuck you in front of him? Just like that? His version of watching is a little more hands-on. He may get touchy, but his clothes will stay on. Let's just say he really likes to watch a girl come."
"It wouldn't be the worst thing I've ever done," she says. My dick is hardening by the second. "I'm pretty open sexually. I'll try things. I can always press the stop button when I want to."
My hands grab her ass, pulling her front against me to get her closer. I want to feel her heat. "You realize Saxton can never know about this, right? As in, you have to take it to your grave. Joel was Saxton's roommate and best friend in college. That's how Saxton and I met—through Joel. They have been off since Saxton went into films. Saxton doesn't even know he lives here. He will kill us both without hesitation if he ever finds out. We all were friends. I'm breaking so many fucking guy codes here if I let this happen with his sister."
She discretely rubs my dick with her thigh. "Saxton isn't my keeper. I'm a grown ass woman. I'll do what I want."
"Fuck. Let's go round up the kiddos. You're packing a bag." I grab her shirt off the railing and pull it over her head, my eyes never leaving hers. She smiles, the lust in both of our eyes a mirrored image. She finishes by pulling her arms through the holes. Minute by minute I'm starting to like New York a little more. The problem is: I'm not sure if that's a good thing or a bad.
"Lead the way."
