Page 17 of The Cleat Retreat


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“I didn’t take the rebel backstop of KC to be such a stick in the mud,” she taunted, pulling out the name the crowd liked to call me, proving she followed at least some of my games.

Why did I like that so much?

All of my willpower fled at her words, and there was no other recourse for me as I kicked off my shoes and pulled the shirt over my head. Tugging my sweatpants, I prayed my boxers concealed my raging erection as I cannonballed near her, splashing water all over her cute face. She shrieked and laughed, splashing me back as I surfaced.

“You better swim fast, Blazy,” I warned a second before I dove for her.

My arms wrapped around her torso thirty seconds later, and I carried her with me as I swam, trapping her against the deep end wall when we emerged.

“No fair, you didn’t give me a real chance,” she sassed, slapping my chest.

Water clung to her eyelashes, her blue eyes bright as she tried to argue her case. Her legs had naturally wrapped around my body, her arms perched on my own.

It took every shred of respect I had for Bryce not to rock into her.

“Fine. You have one more shot. But if I catch you, I’m hauling your ass back to the room. You had your swim. We need to get out of her before someone realizes we’re in here after hours.”

“Spoilsport,” she teased, smiling at me.

I fixed my glare; my eyes narrowed as I waited for her to acquiesce.

“Fine, Grumpy Gramps. But give me a five-second head start. I want a fair chance.”

“I’ll give you eight because I’m kind like that. Eight,” I started, holding in my laugh as her eyes widened, and she struggled to get out of my arms and swim away as I continued to count. “Seven, six, five, four.”

Holding her breath, she gave up pushing my arms away and went under the water, swimming away from me.

“Three, two, one!” I shouted, diving under the water. Luckily, I had the advantage over her of being able to see underwater, though it wasn’t a significant one with how dark it was. I turned back and forth as I searched for her, bubbles trailing up as I spent my oxygen. Just before I needed to surface, I caught sight of movement off to the left side.

Pushing up, I sucked in a large breath before ducking back under the water and swam in the direction I’d last seen her. As I neared, she came more into focus. When she spotted me, she laughed, losing her oxygen and surfacing as she continued to swim away from me.

Her panties and bra were even more translucent underwater, and I groaned as I got a full view of her nearly naked body. I wrapped my arms around her and broke through the water with my prize in tow.

“Got you.” I smiled at her, triumph and joy bubbling in me. This was what Blake did. She made everything fun. I’d missed it more than I’d known, falling into my ‘Grumpy Gramps’ persona as she teased me about, the longer I avoided her.

“Fine, you win,” she whined but followed it with a laugh. “You can’t deny it wasn’t fun, though. I’ve liked seeing your smile.” Her hands cupped my face as her fingers traced over my lips.

It was intimate, reminding me how close our bodies were and how few layers were between us. I couldn’t stop myself this time as I rocked up, her eyes rolling back as she gasped. Her mouth opened as her head fell back against the edge, and she tightened her legs, rocking herself against me this time, her fingers digging into my biceps.

Groaning, I dropped my head to her shoulder, praying for strength.

Her fingers moved, running through my hair, her nails biting into my scalp, sending shivers through me, and breaking the laser-thin shred of control I had left.

“Goddamn, Blazy. What are you doing to me?” I gasped, despite knowing full well.

“Me?” She chuckled, the sound husky and deep as she continued her ministrations in my hair, her hips slowly rolling against me. It was pleasure and torture wrapped together. “I believe you’re the one who rocked the anaconda trapped in your briefs into me first.”

I lifted my head and met her eyes. Her pupils were blown, her eyes darker than I’d ever seen them, making the blue almost navy. My thumb traced over her cheek, her eyes fluttering closed at my touch.

“You’re so goddamn beautiful. I’m not right for you at all. I can’t give you all the things you deserve.” God, but I wanted to. If there was ever a woman I would give up everything for, it was her, but I couldn’t. Not yet. People still needed me. Plus, there was the complication of Bryce. If I was going to be with his sister, I owed him the courtesy of talking to him about it.

“What if I just want tonight? I want to feel good, Hawk. Please. Make me feel good. You were my first kiss. Be my other first, too.”

Her plea shredded my heart in two. Of course, I was only good for one night. But I was too weak to deny her. If this was my chance to be with her, I’d take it even if it killed something inside me. I could wallow in how much her words cut me later, but I’d focus on making this good for her right now.

My right hand skimmed down her stomach as her body trembled in my arms. I kept her eyes locked with mine as I brushed my knuckle across her pelvic bone. She whimpered, moving her hips forward to find more friction.

Growling, I took both of her hands in my free one and trapped them against the edge of the pool, thankful we’d swam to the shallow end as I braced my feet on the ground. I had her trapped against the wall, my body pressed into hers, and her arms secured. She looked so fucking perfect that I couldn’t hold back any longer as I sank a finger into her.

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