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He tapped the side of his nose mysteriously before reaching down and grabbing my hand in his. The action just felt so natural that I didn’t question it until we had already been walking for five minutes. When I realized the direction we were going in, I frowned.
“Are we going to school?”
Sam laughed, “I knew I wouldn’t be able to fool you for long.”
As we rounded the corner, our old high school came into sight. Nostalgia washed over me, and I felt myself drawn back to the fonder memories of my childhood.
“Welcome back to Palmetto High School,” he said dramatically, throwing his arms wide.
“What are we doing here? It’s closed at this time.”
He winked, “Not when you’re close friends with the janitor. Come on. He’s left a door open for us.”
His excitement was infectious, and soon my troubles flowed away. Wrapped up at the moment, we crept quickly across the front of the school and round to the back. When he opened the chosen door, I already knew what he had in mind.
“I didn’t bring a swimsuit,” I whispered as we slunk into the dimly lit room.
The lights from outside bounced off the surface of the water, casting glimmering waves on the roof. I remembered all my lessons when I was younger, the competitions too. I had always been good at swimming; I enjoyed the feel of water against me. Sam knew this.
“Who said we need them?” he asked, raising his eyebrows challengingly.
With an open mouth, I watched as Sam quickly stripped down. He left his boxers on, his thumb hooked under the elastic, just waiting for my command. I knew he was waiting to see if I would take him up on his dare.
I was never one to back down.
Giggling, I unzipped my jeans, kicking them down my legs at the same time I peeled my t-shirt off. I was now just in my bra and panties.
Sam grinned, “I’ll show you mine if you show me yours.”
He counted to three, and then we finished undressing. I reached behind my back, unclipping my bra and letting that dangle off my arms before dropping it onto my pile of clothes. Then I pulled down my panties, flicking them with my foot. When I straightened up, he was completely naked. And evidently excited.
“I guess you’ve grown up in more ways than one,” I commented, taking a step forward.
His eyes grew darker as I narrowed in on him. His tongue moved across his lower lip, and I knew that I would be futile in resistance. Just before I closed the gap between our bodies, he gripped onto both my shoulders, holding me in place.
“There’s one thing which has definitely remained the same, though.”
Confused, I tilted my head, “And what’s that?”
“My humor.”
I didn’t have time to react as he pushed me sideways. With a screech, I fell into the pool, water splashing up around me. When I crashed back to the surface, I was laughing maniacally. He jumped in next to me, showering me with water. After bobbing up, he started to float closer to me.
“If I remember rightly, you could never keep up.”
It was time to get my revenge as I dipped below the surface and pushed off the wall. My movements came naturally to me as I gracefully glided through the water. I reached the shallow end a lot quicker than he did, but I was surprised by how fast he was. He caught me off guard as he wrapped his arms around my waist and tugged me along with him. When he landed against the wall, he pulled me into him, my hand laying flat against his chest, his erection pushing into my stomach.
“You’ll never be able to escape from me.”
His mouth dipped low and hungrily met mine—no other words needed to be spoken. Our lips clashed, and our bodies writhed against one another in the water. With one hand, he held me next to him, and, with the other, he reached between my legs. As he started to rub me, I could hear myself moan. Every movement of his hand sent currents running up the length of my body, sparking my nerves. Pushing my legs apart with his knee, he entered me with two fingers. It seemed he knew exactly where to touch, and with every push, I could feel myself getting closer to the edge. I bit down on his lower lip, my stiff nipples rubbing against his bristly chest hair.
“Do you like that?” he asked between kisses.
All I could manage was a groan in response as he increased his tempo. His other hand now traveled down my back, grabbing my ass and squeezing it tight. From the way his arm was angled, his wrist kept rubbing up against my clit, and I could feel the pressure building up inside of me. Just as my thighs started to quiver, he pulled away. I wanted to scream in frustration.
“Why’d you stop?” I asked between panted breaths.
“Because I want you to finish with me inside of you.”
