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Parker grabbed her by the back of her head and pulled her down into a kiss.










~10~

“... I don't like most people, but I may be in love with him ...”

Parker spun aroundlazily in the pool. Paige had her legs wrapped around his waist and she was stretched out in front of him, paddling them in circles with her hands. This time her bikini was blue, just as basic as the black one and a red one she'd produced yesterday. He found it interesting that a girl who only traveled with three pairs of bottoms had managed to make room for three bikinis.

“God, I’m so glad that storm finally broke. I missed the sun,” she sighed. Parker smiled, walking them backwards in the pool, his hands holding onto her hips.

What a week. The sun had made it’s first appearance a couple days ago, and then it had blazed ever since. As it got hotter and hotter, they spent more and more time outside, swimming in the pool or sun bathing. Neither had spoken of leaving, which surprised Parker. He'd expected her to bring it up. But she'd kept silent on the matter, and he hadn’t brought it up, either - she was very good at distracting him.

For a girl who kept her heart very much to herself, she had no qualms about giving him every inch of her body. After that first night, he'd thought maybe she would want to back off or slow down, but not so. He'd unleashed a monster. He could barely get out of the bedroom. Not that he was complaining – if she wanted to be his sex slave, he was more than willing to accommodate her.

And she certainly wasn’t shy. The morning after that first time, she'd really surprised him. They'd slept in until noon and woken up starving. When they'd gone in search of breakfast, they'd discovered they were out of eggs. Parker had jokingly said if she couldn't cook, how was she gonna show her gratitude for him being such a gracious host? She'd raised an eyebrow, pressed him back against the fridge, and then slowly lowered herself to her knees in front of him.

If blowjobs were how she normally showed appreciation, Parker was ready to start doing anything and everything to earn it. Not that he'd made it all the way through to the end – she was very talented with her mouth, but her body was still his favorite thing, ever. She got him so worked up, he just grabbed her and bent her over the kitchen island. Apparently getting dressed that morning had been a waste of time. She didn't seem to mind – at least not if her screams were any indication.

He would never be able to look at his uncle’s kitchen the same way ever again.

Sorry, Uncle Richie.

The last week had been fun. It was the best sex he’d ever had. It was the besttimehe’d ever had. With anyone. But sometimes, late at night when he was watching her sleep, he could admit it to himself – nothing had really changed between them. Not essentially. Sure, he got to spend all kinds of naked time with her now, but really, that was the only difference.

Despite promising to, she'd never talked about her family. They never discussed their plans beyond the beach house. They never discussed what exactly their relationship was –was Paige his girlfriend? Could he hold her hand in public and finally tell any guy who hit on her to piss off? He got the feeling the answer was “no”, so he didn’t have the heart to ask.

Yet.

“What do you want to do today?” Paige’s voice interrupted his thoughts. He shrugged.

“I dunno, what do you want to do?" he asked. She pulled herself upright and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"I can think of a few things," she whispered, nibbling on his earlobe. He laughed.

"You're a beast," he joked, dipping his head down to kiss her neck.

"You make me this way. Where'd you learn that trick with your tongue?" she asked, moaning as he moved his hands to massage her back.

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