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How I know this? No clue, but even my head’s attempt to calm me is weak.
She’s not just another “anything.” There isn’t a hair on her head that is generic.
A hand on my arm stops me. “Where are you going?”
For a second, I look his way, my eyes hard. “There’s someone I need to talk to.” That’s the most I can offer. A giggle catches my attention, and I know it’s her without looking. But when I do, Jesus.
Her head is thrown back, her back arching while her perky ass nestles into the sand. She’s smiling so big, and I bite down on my lip to catch the groan threatening to escape. All I see is her, and the way I want to walk over and beg that she open her pretty mouth wider.
That she let me feed her my cock and rejoice in hearing her choke on all ten inches.
“Never mind…” Evan lets out a loud whistle, causing the others in our group to look over. They watch us for a few minutes but go back to their conversations when we don’t offer an explanation. After a couple of minutes, Evan tilts his head in their direction and gives me a nod of approval. “I see what’s got your attention. Nice.”
“Don’t,” I warn. Love the guy, but she’s spoken for. That last thought should scare me, send me running back to my hotel room or the nearest ER, but I find myself smiling instead.
Evan ignores my warning; he’s watching them. Calculating. “The redhead or the brunette? Cause I’m digging the way that sweet ginger smiles.” I almost laugh at the serious expression on his face when he mentions his own interest.
“You can have her. Her friend is mine.” I like the way that sounds a bit too much. Like her a little too much for never so much as sharing a simple hello.
Mine. Owned. I can be her only.
“That sounds a bit possessive,” he points out, but I see the wheels in his own head turning. Just like me, he wants what he sees.
“Your point?” I shrug unapologetically, and then go back to admiring more than just her sweet face. Now, she’s lying face down with her bikini bottoms riding up a bit. Jealousy churns within my gut, a volatile eruption that has me glaring at anyone looking their way.
And there are plenty of people looking. Men and women.
What makes it worse? She has no clue.
Unassuming, she closes her eyes while listening to her friend talk. While I’m in purgatory, plotting the ways to cover her up and keep others away, she’s enjoying her time, not paying a lick of attention to her surroundings.
“Red’s making it hard for me to behave. If she bites her lip one more time...” Evan trails off beside me. He sounds as if he’s in pain, and I almost laugh. His interest in her will come in handy, make it so my girl and I have the freedom to explore without an interruption.
So I can make her mine. Keep her all to myself.
“Need pointers? Has being in the jungle messed with your game?” I let out a chuckle, trying to calm myself instead of marching over and covering her up. No one should ever see her like this. At the least, not without me close to warn them with death if they look twice.
“Fuck you, douche. Just waiting for the right moment to approach.” And as the last word leaves Evan’s mouth, I find my opening.
Bringing a hand to my own, I bite my knuckles and pray to the good Lord above for mercy. There she is, knees in the sand, and arms up reaching for the sky. She’s stretching, and I am salivating. Hard as granite and leaking from the tip.
I watch, transfixed, as she speaks to her friend and shakes her head. How she reaches into her bag for something and then pulls out a bottle of what looks like sunscreen.
“Watch and learn, Gramps,” I call out to Evan as I make my way toward her. My dick is throbbing, head pointing in her direction, and I thank the inventor of the inside mesh in these shorts for doing a half-decent job of keeping me in place.
I’m almost tempted to write them a thank you letter later today. Much, much later if I have my way.
“Just remember we have one week left here,” Evan shouts from behind me, and I flip him off.
I know this. Hate it.
What I am experiencing isn’t normal. This need is almost barbaric, but I refuse to fight it. Whatever crazy ride awaits me with her, I want it. Feels right.
There’s a reason for my reaction to her, and I plan to uncover it.
“I’ll make it work.” A woman that throws me for a loop like this has to be special.
